<?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-31482461</id><updated>2012-02-10T19:34:54.192-05:00</updated><category term='good news'/><category term='Philippines'/><category term='UP Centennial'/><category term='babies'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='UAAP'/><category term='Hong Kong'/><category term='trips'/><category term='neil gaiman'/><category term='books'/><category term='Macau'/><category term='Florian'/><category term='death'/><category term='UP Psych Soc'/><category term='Psych'/><category term='Manila'/><category term='good times'/><category term='Reflections'/><category term='Bar Exam 2008'/><category term='challenges'/><category term='SM'/><category term='Chinese Horoscope'/><category term='Singapore'/><category term='On my own'/><category term='Stories that Inspire'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='family'/><category term='UP CMC'/><category term='Vanity'/><category term='UP Green Minds'/><category term='Eraserheads'/><category term='Proudly Pinay'/><category term='Dr. David'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='Pinas'/><category term='canada'/><category term='sale'/><category term='Brooklyn'/><category term='work'/><category term='UP-Diliman'/><category term='Branders'/><category term='Year of the Rat'/><category term='Out of town'/><category term='friends'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='longchamp'/><category term='future'/><category term='Rooster'/><category term='me'/><category term='New York'/><category term='Kaya ng Pinoy'/><category term='Grief'/><category term='my favorites'/><category term='office'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='lost'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Valentine'/><category term='Mall of Asia'/><category term='God'/><category term='writer'/><category term='Paulo Coelho'/><category term='SAD'/><category term='success'/><category term='Limerence'/><category term='Psych Soc'/><category term='college'/><category term='good byes'/><category term='doctors board exam'/><category term='Hundred Islands'/><category term='Sam Milby'/><category term='Inuman'/><category term='wedding proposals'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='decisions'/><category term='American Idol'/><category term='Filipino'/><category term='life'/><category term='meg'/><category term='adventure'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='feature'/><category term='Christmas party'/><category term='UP'/><category term='UP Fair'/><category term='Physician Licensure Exam 2007'/><category term='UP Kalilayan'/><category term='Mount Everest Expedition'/><category term='missing'/><category term='moving on'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='alumni'/><category term='letting go'/><category term='love'/><category term='Meg magazine'/><title type='text'>Superflorian</title><subtitle type='html'>Whoever you are, whatever you do...just be super!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>375</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4943124954473465106</id><published>2012-01-01T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T17:42:42.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean slate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuMtI37-6tI/TwOEFBAXlTI/AAAAAAAACEQ/21KXBhzMZRk/s1600/2012-img-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuMtI37-6tI/TwOEFBAXlTI/AAAAAAAACEQ/21KXBhzMZRk/s320/2012-img-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone! :) Let us promise to make this year as awesome as 2011! Cheers! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4943124954473465106?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4943124954473465106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2012/01/clean-slate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4943124954473465106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4943124954473465106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2012/01/clean-slate.html' title='Clean slate!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kuMtI37-6tI/TwOEFBAXlTI/AAAAAAAACEQ/21KXBhzMZRk/s72-c/2012-img-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3207234677585650126</id><published>2011-12-29T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:23:46.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>30 and couldn't ask for more...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever reached a point when you couldn't ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I turn 30 last August, I made a promise to make it the best year ever. I was still grieving for the loss of my grandfather but I knew that I would break his heart if I do not keep my composure back. My lolo had always been so proud of me and the things that I do, so I decided that instead of being down and low I should do things to make him prouder from heaven. I don't want to disappoint him.&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/-z-RfajHZe5c/TvuU-QozCjI/AAAAAAAACDg/LwzBWJLuvTE/s1600/284747_231055373604777_131225493587766_663210_473173_n+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z-RfajHZe5c/TvuU-QozCjI/AAAAAAAACDg/LwzBWJLuvTE/s320/284747_231055373604777_131225493587766_663210_473173_n+%25281%2529.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;August 2011, Upstairs Bar, Kimberly Hotel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I turn 30 and had a posh party with my New Yorker friends in a rooftop bar overlooking midtown Manhattan, and from then I felt how blessed I am to have all these best things in life. I have a good family back home, a set of real friends, a promising career, a chance to live in this awesome city and travel around, a healthy body; I'm young and I realized that I must live my life to the fullest possible way I can -- no what ifs, no what could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 30 and I couldn't ask for more...so here's to life, to happiness and to more blessings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Lord for all the blessings, cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3207234677585650126?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3207234677585650126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-and-couldnt-ask-for-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7532002049564117562</id><published>2011-10-18T19:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T19:41:23.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another adventure soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo8oyhsNcU8/Tp4MhC6tT7I/AAAAAAAACBg/yoWvk3B5kmQ/s1600/312257_10150336349289078_35245929077_7887350_1588359386_n-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo8oyhsNcU8/Tp4MhC6tT7I/AAAAAAAACBg/yoWvk3B5kmQ/s320/312257_10150336349289078_35245929077_7887350_1588359386_n-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on something BIG!&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on something I've been dreaming of at night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on something I've thought was impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning for another adventure! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Watch out and be excited for me! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7532002049564117562?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7532002049564117562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-adventure-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7532002049564117562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7532002049564117562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/another-adventure-soon.html' title='Another adventure soon!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fo8oyhsNcU8/Tp4MhC6tT7I/AAAAAAAACBg/yoWvk3B5kmQ/s72-c/312257_10150336349289078_35245929077_7887350_1588359386_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-95763509867767137</id><published>2011-10-12T16:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T18:14:00.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Fight This Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I can't fight this feeling any longer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet I'm still afraid to let it flow.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What started out as friendship,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has grown stronger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I only wish I had the strength to let it show.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell myself that I can't hold out forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said there is no reason for my fear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I feel so secure when we're together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You give my life direction,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You make everything so clear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even as I wander,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm keeping you in sight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a candle in the window,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a cold, dark winter's night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't fight this feeling anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've forgotten what I started fighting for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time to bring this ship into the shore,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And throw away the oars, forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've forgotten what I started fighting for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if I have to crawl upon the floor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come crushing through your door,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life has been such a whirlwind since I saw you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been running round in circles in my mind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it always seems that I'm following you, girl,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you take me to the places,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That alone I'd never find.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And even as I wander,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm keeping you in sight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're a candle in the wind,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a cold, dark winter's night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm getting closer than I ever thought I might.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't fight this feeling anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've forgotten what I started fighting for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's time to bring this ship into the shore,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And throw away the oars, forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've forgotten what I started fighting for.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And if I have to crawl upon the floor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come crushing through your door,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This song says what I'm feeling right now. For a long time now, I have been fighting against this feeling to keep my pride but I don't think I can win over it. I suck at this. :( I have always been never afraid of almost anything, but not with this. But how can I lose someone whom wasn't mine in the first place? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311924_10150335642843549_542438548_8401767_1460971494_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311924_10150335642843549_542438548_8401767_1460971494_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/31482461-95763509867767137?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/95763509867767137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/cant-fight-this-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/95763509867767137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/95763509867767137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/cant-fight-this-feeling.html' title='Can&apos;t Fight This Feeling'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6003000543222639646</id><published>2011-10-08T23:12:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T18:39:25.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Philippine Madrigal Singers in NYC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfo_TJCKD-E/TqHuZB3ThkI/AAAAAAAACCo/swjbXkyHTn0/s1600/Picture+686.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfo_TJCKD-E/TqHuZB3ThkI/AAAAAAAACCo/swjbXkyHTn0/s320/Picture+686.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It has been a great&amp;nbsp;privilege to watch the Philippine Madrigal Singers perform in their last leg of concert tours in the Americas and in Kaufman Center in the Lincoln Center, NYC at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't be any prouder that this world-class singing ambassadors originated from my beloved University of the Philippines, Diliman! Mabuhay ka Madz! :)&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/-WNoUNsLjE4w/TqHuZdfZgeI/AAAAAAAACCw/GjyWw3Y81JQ/s1600/Picture+688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WNoUNsLjE4w/TqHuZdfZgeI/AAAAAAAACCw/GjyWw3Y81JQ/s320/Picture+688.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;The Philippine Madrigal Singers concert. 8 Oct 2011.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6003000543222639646?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6003000543222639646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/philippine-madrigal-singers-in-nyc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6003000543222639646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6003000543222639646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/philippine-madrigal-singers-in-nyc.html' title='The Philippine Madrigal Singers in NYC!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rfo_TJCKD-E/TqHuZB3ThkI/AAAAAAAACCo/swjbXkyHTn0/s72-c/Picture+686.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8792373623846321343</id><published>2011-10-06T17:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T17:10:27.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Exactly a year ago, I had this picture. My first day at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7CdNq5udsc/TPAy4IVQG9I/AAAAAAAABzI/Im8EpWISbl8/s1600/72586_10150311329790002_600510001_15177033_170817_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7CdNq5udsc/TPAy4IVQG9I/AAAAAAAABzI/Im8EpWISbl8/s320/72586_10150311329790002_600510001_15177033_170817_n.jpg" width="224" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy anniversary! Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8792373623846321343?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8792373623846321343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/nostalgia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8792373623846321343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8792373623846321343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G7CdNq5udsc/TPAy4IVQG9I/AAAAAAAABzI/Im8EpWISbl8/s72-c/72586_10150311329790002_600510001_15177033_170817_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-2425812025138812311</id><published>2011-10-05T23:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T17:04:11.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>iMourn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/297524_1907001809616_1678942017_1383903_197889105_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s320x320/297524_1907001809616_1678942017_1383903_197889105_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today, the whole world mourns for the passing of a genius. Thank you for bringing another meaning to the letter "i" in our our generation.&amp;nbsp;The world will miss you, Mr. Jobs. Your life has changed so many. Well done.&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/31482461-2425812025138812311?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/2425812025138812311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/imourn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2425812025138812311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2425812025138812311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/10/imourn.html' title='iMourn'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7774276714119874542</id><published>2011-09-16T17:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:55:42.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>UP Pep Squad, make us proud!</title><content type='html'>In the name of school spirit and as a true-blooded Maroon, I am sharing UP's cheer for this year's UAAP Cheerdance Competition to be held in Araneta&amp;nbsp;Coliseum this Saturday, 17 September at 2PM (Manila time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck UP Pep Squad! Make us proud! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qqnHTyvzCa0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Let’s go U.P.!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;U.P.! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;State U!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Let’s move!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Com’ on, com’ on, com’ on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;U.P.!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Move to the music&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Strike a pose&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;U.P.!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Let’s fight!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Move!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Groove!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;U.P.!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Com’ on, com’ on, com’ on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;U.P.!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Woooooo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;All the people in the crowd&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Come together keep it loud!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Everybody scream and shout&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Let’s go UP make us proud!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;U.P.!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: 11pt;"&gt;U.P.!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;U.P. Fight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/31482461-7774276714119874542?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7774276714119874542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/09/up-pep-squad-make-us-proud.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7774276714119874542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7774276714119874542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/09/up-pep-squad-make-us-proud.html' title='UP Pep Squad, make us proud!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qqnHTyvzCa0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6828140220173041701</id><published>2011-09-13T21:10:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T16:00:49.101-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Today, I'm writing a very personal entry...</title><content type='html'>I have been admired on my&amp;nbsp;perseverance and determination to follow my dreams. Many have asked why and how I've been motivated to go forth. I always just give a smile and say, "if you wanted it badly, you'll do whatever it takes to achieve your dreams." Today, I'm telling a back story on my source of inspiration. You have to know the story of my uncle, Kuya Joe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with Kuya Joe in my life. As a young couple, my parents chose us to live with my grandparents as my dad works abroad to save up to build a house of our own. Kuya Joe was on his late teens when I was born and I have heard his "&lt;i&gt;kapilyuhan&lt;/i&gt;" as I was growing up. He would cut class, he would drink with his friends, he would go around places leaving my grandparents worried about his whereabouts. He was not in the honors section but I know that he is a smart guy. When I was little he would share stories and I would always be amazed by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, he dropped off from college because he said he hates studying. He said he wants to see the world and he said that you'll learn life outside that classroom and not in it. He said life is short and we must live it well. I would shrug these thoughts, for one I could smell his breath with beer and I thought, "why would I listen to this drunk school dropout?". Little did I know that I will look up to him so much later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Joe's regular schedule included hanging out with his friends most of the time. Sometimes I would hear my grandparents, my mom or my aunt, talking about him. They were worried that he might get into trouble because he would go home drunk late at night or that he might be using drugs. At some point, I put my guard with him. I thought he's a bad influence to me, as I was on top of my class. But Kuya Joe is very charming. He would cook for us his special pancit noodles. He would wash the dishes for us during schooldays so we can work on our homework. He was very nice to all his nieces and nephews, specially my youngest sister. He was practically her superhero, she would be upset when he leaves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Joe has always been keen on travelling. He said he wants to be a seaman but he didn't want to go to maritime school because he said he's bad at school. But he said he wants to see the world and he will work on it. He said he wants to live in America. He said he wants to go to concerts of his favorite bands: Chicago, Eagles, America, among others. He was nicked Jojo America by his friends. Heck, he even had his back inked with a huge American bald eagle and American flag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was full of life. He has a lot of dreams. He said he wants to afford to get a yaya for my youngest sister. He said he wants to buy his parents a big house with a nice surround sound stereo and lots of TV so they wouldn't argue on which channel to tune in. He has the list in his mind and above it all is to see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since he didn't have a degree, he couldn't get a decent paying job to afford the placement fee for recruitment agencies but he didn't want to ask his parents for money as he didn't want them to be in debt neither. Thinking that he's hitting two birds in a single stone, he joined a street peddling caravan (a.k.a. canvassers). He sold all sorts of stuff. He has lived in Baguio, Pampanga, even down into some provinces in the Visayas and Mindanao. Occasionally he would go home for the holidays. Once he got enough money for the placement fee he tried to apply to work abroad. Twice, his money that he had worked hard for was swindled by illegal recruiters. I could tell that he was disheartened but that didn't stop him. He worked harder applied to another company, until he got a job as a cleaner in a small ship. He got to travel abroad...finally. He had achieved his dream to see what's beyond the Philippine borders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stayed in-land longer than he should after his contract. He didn't have much &lt;i&gt;pasalubong&lt;/i&gt; when he got home because he had very little salary. He just had ramen from Taiwan (which I think was his food supply from the ship) but he made sure we had a great time. He taught me and my siblings how to eat ramen using chopsticks. He said we must learn how to use it because it will become handy when we travel abroad. He said, he would apply to another company to gather better experience. He wants to be a cook this time. Then he would apply to a cruise ship so he would travel to other continents, still positive that he would reach his American dream. He got another contract and when he was about to go home, he phoned his parents.&amp;nbsp;He said he had quit smoking and quit drinking alcohol too. He said he started shopping for gifts for his nieces and nephews.&amp;nbsp;They talked long and he didn't want to hangup yet but my grandparents said it might cost him a lot already and he's going home in two weeks anyway. That was their last conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week before his supposed trip back home, Kuya Joe's body was found by the Taiwan coast guard floating on the sea. He was last seen by his coworkers with a drunk co-worker; Kuya Joe was sober and he was trying to appease the other as he was about to attack another co-worker. Investigations say that he died from drowning but I believe there was fowl play as bruises on his nape and on his face were reported in the autopsy. He was a good swimmer but how could he swim if he was unconscious or if he was weak because he was beaten up? His coworkers said, Kuya Joe is like their older brother to them. He was warm, kind and they run into him if they have problems. They said, Kuya Joe always talk to them that they should strive for the best and be better persons; that they should improve so they will progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke down upon hearing the news about his death. It was December 1995, that was the saddest Christmas our family has ever had. I was 13. When we brought Kuya Joe to his final resting place, I realized how much he was loved by many. I learned more inspiring stories about him. Like how he rushed his friend's daughter to the hospital when he was sitting her and her parents were both working; or how he would lend money even it means skipping meals of his own; or how he would be there for his friends when they lost their parents. He was so dear to his friends that his group of friends asked my grandparents, if they could walk Kuya Joe's casket from the church to the cemetery instead being carried by the funeral car we rented. My grandparents obliged. His funeral was among the longest in our town. I didn't thought he had so many friends. My respect for Kuya Joe as a friend sky rocketed. My youngest sister was right, he was a superhero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, I have lived by the lessons I learned from Kuya Joe. He maybe a prodigal son, he was far from being perfect, but he has lived his life to the fullest. I have regrets that I despised him just because he's a college dropout but as I mature, I realized sure, diplomas are great but attitude will bring you places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Kuya Joe's birthday. He could have been 47 years old. He could have seen the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen years had past and we still miss you, Kuya Joe. I know you're probably laughing at me in heaven right now that I am still the slow-moving-clumsy niece you knew but I know you're very proud of me living the American dream you once had and more. I love you and thank you for being an inspiration to me. You lived your life to the fullest despite your short-lived life. But I know God has its way of justice and karma has its own vengeance. For all I know, you're living your American dream in heaven!&amp;nbsp;We have forgiven whoever he is who played God and took your life and who took you from us. I am living the life lessons you showed me through your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, live it to the fullest. Love is rare, embrace it with all your heart. Anger is bad, throw it away, forgive. Fear is always dreading, face it heads up high. Memories are great, cherish them. Be true to your friends and they will be your friends till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGnkTZuj_Pk/Tm_6wj1MdHI/AAAAAAAAB-s/jJZgHOhmySA/s1600/45.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGnkTZuj_Pk/Tm_6wj1MdHI/AAAAAAAAB-s/jJZgHOhmySA/s320/45.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We are closely knit as an extended family as I grew up with my grandparents, aunt and uncles around. I was the little baby carried by mom in this picture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FX3Wn2JnuO8/Tm_63fi2TlI/AAAAAAAAB-w/ExFZH-2SiXo/s1600/30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FX3Wn2JnuO8/Tm_63fi2TlI/AAAAAAAAB-w/ExFZH-2SiXo/s320/30.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A family picture of my grandparents and my great grandmother with my mom (standing), Ate Veny (seated beside my lolo), Kuya Joe (standing on the left), Kuya Ricky (standing on the right) and Kuya Edwin (seated beside my lola).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6828140220173041701?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6828140220173041701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-im-writing-very-personal-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6828140220173041701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6828140220173041701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-im-writing-very-personal-entry.html' title='Today, I&apos;m writing a very personal entry...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MGnkTZuj_Pk/Tm_6wj1MdHI/AAAAAAAAB-s/jJZgHOhmySA/s72-c/45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7572545473899774090</id><published>2011-09-01T12:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T16:18:52.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing rocks</title><content type='html'>I've been wanting to try wall climbing since college but I never had a chance and the time to do it until today. It was a great experience!&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/-mC232lVXvP8/Tl-ydmPcnFI/AAAAAAAAB-o/ADcginytCbI/s1600/321046_10150800273650002_600510001_20563601_3998182_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mC232lVXvP8/Tl-ydmPcnFI/AAAAAAAAB-o/ADcginytCbI/s320/321046_10150800273650002_600510001_20563601_3998182_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;31 August 2011 at The Cliffs ,Valhalla, NY&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7572545473899774090?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7572545473899774090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/09/climbing-rocks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7572545473899774090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7572545473899774090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/09/climbing-rocks.html' title='Climbing rocks'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mC232lVXvP8/Tl-ydmPcnFI/AAAAAAAAB-o/ADcginytCbI/s72-c/321046_10150800273650002_600510001_20563601_3998182_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1649162415601377389</id><published>2011-08-26T16:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:21:46.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Irene Alert for New Yorkers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFyPtCitx_A/Tlf5oDSZ_bI/AAAAAAAAB-k/pix1iI_ArWQ/s1600/New+York-Irene.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFyPtCitx_A/Tlf5oDSZ_bI/AAAAAAAAB-k/pix1iI_ArWQ/s320/New+York-Irene.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed the above evacuation map from The New York Times as I try to brace myself to my first ever hurricane experience in New York. Scheduled public and sponsored events for this weekend have been cancelled and the MTA has announced that the subway system will be shut starting Saturday noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in disbelief on how this city handles this hurricane. I heard there's a long line in grocery and they are running out of stock for flashlights, batteries and water. But I guess, it's always better to be safe than sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all be safe New Yorkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2011/08/26/nyregion/new-york-city-hurricane-evacuation-zones.html"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/interactive/2011/08/26/nyregion/new-york-city-hurricane-evacuation-zones.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1649162415601377389?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1649162415601377389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/hurricane-irene-alert-for-new-yorkers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1649162415601377389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1649162415601377389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/hurricane-irene-alert-for-new-yorkers.html' title='Hurricane Irene Alert for New Yorkers!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFyPtCitx_A/Tlf5oDSZ_bI/AAAAAAAAB-k/pix1iI_ArWQ/s72-c/New+York-Irene.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4965491811983601544</id><published>2011-08-10T16:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T16:49:49.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An awww... moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm starting to believe this will be an awesome year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Three days after I turned 30 I got this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; 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/-WlxojJD8slw/TkLt2LOHcjI/AAAAAAAAB98/_zBEL1la-HI/s1600/252078_10150768449640002_600510001_20180707_4867045_n-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WlxojJD8slw/TkLt2LOHcjI/AAAAAAAAB98/_zBEL1la-HI/s400/252078_10150768449640002_600510001_20180707_4867045_n-1.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;Being 30 is awesome! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4965491811983601544?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4965491811983601544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/awww-moment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4965491811983601544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4965491811983601544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/awww-moment.html' title='An awww... moment...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WlxojJD8slw/TkLt2LOHcjI/AAAAAAAAB98/_zBEL1la-HI/s72-c/252078_10150768449640002_600510001_20180707_4867045_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-876648747153781671</id><published>2011-08-07T18:36:00.143-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:36:47.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>30 and thriving</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"To being 30, I decided it will be awesome!" &lt;/i&gt;says&amp;nbsp;Jenna Rink (Jennifer Garner) in my favorite movie 13 going on 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out on how I celebrated my Big 3-0 in black and white at Upstairs, The Kimberly Hotel Penthouse with my NYC friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo courtesy of my friends: Marilen, Jehan, Liv, Carlo and FJ.&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/-vIikoh9PTys/Tn0AmmBhJ7I/AAAAAAAAB_w/xjFfBNDnpSA/s1600/262462_231054853604829_131225493587766_663178_7548949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vIikoh9PTys/Tn0AmmBhJ7I/AAAAAAAAB_w/xjFfBNDnpSA/s320/262462_231054853604829_131225493587766_663178_7548949_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Entrance of the Kimberly Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxjWV3sRiUA/Tn0AmskNHlI/AAAAAAAAB_s/n1xvnIi4wh4/s1600/184159_231054890271492_131225493587766_663180_6193278_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SxjWV3sRiUA/Tn0AmskNHlI/AAAAAAAAB_s/n1xvnIi4wh4/s320/184159_231054890271492_131225493587766_663180_6193278_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My red carpet entourage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i131g9yv8sc/Tn0AmOFFAVI/AAAAAAAAB_o/sQTFuqmT5Sc/s1600/282053_231054920271489_131225493587766_663181_7191715_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i131g9yv8sc/Tn0AmOFFAVI/AAAAAAAAB_o/sQTFuqmT5Sc/s320/282053_231054920271489_131225493587766_663181_7191715_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't realize that the elevator has my theme! Black &amp;amp; white!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJ0Y0-u82Jc/Tn0Aovy1hwI/AAAAAAAACAM/6gdmw0FU7Fo/s1600/262482_231747980202183_131225493587766_665234_2313818_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wJ0Y0-u82Jc/Tn0Aovy1hwI/AAAAAAAACAM/6gdmw0FU7Fo/s320/262482_231747980202183_131225493587766_665234_2313818_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the first thing that you'll see...wines!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSg7ExJvV5E/Tn0R1zCoeCI/AAAAAAAACBQ/V9byBqnxLbY/s1600/294098_10150276974544774_547294773_7476525_3678513_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TSg7ExJvV5E/Tn0R1zCoeCI/AAAAAAAACBQ/V9byBqnxLbY/s320/294098_10150276974544774_547294773_7476525_3678513_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Chrysler Building, our view from the bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ngI2Ys3MdNA/Tn0AnniXxcI/AAAAAAAACAA/80Sz8UVjpuY/s1600/252149_256433817717626_100000530285168_959295_5826596_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ngI2Ys3MdNA/Tn0AnniXxcI/AAAAAAAACAA/80Sz8UVjpuY/s320/252149_256433817717626_100000530285168_959295_5826596_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My early birds Liv, Jehan and Marilou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwazY6Gb0zw/Tn0AlrCqYEI/AAAAAAAAB_g/u2YiiQPO5ws/s1600/262903_231132096930438_131225493587766_663487_280499_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwazY6Gb0zw/Tn0AlrCqYEI/AAAAAAAAB_g/u2YiiQPO5ws/s320/262903_231132096930438_131225493587766_663487_280499_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With also early birds Iris and Momar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHgMFNLrD_A/Tn0AsSmP_cI/AAAAAAAACA8/Uty79L5D_Mg/s1600/284738_231055223604792_131225493587766_663201_5566028_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vHgMFNLrD_A/Tn0AsSmP_cI/AAAAAAAACA8/Uty79L5D_Mg/s320/284738_231055223604792_131225493587766_663201_5566028_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My guests from Chicago and Los Angeles. Thanks Jehan for coming! :) I've known this sisters since I was 7!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to my couple friends who came!&amp;nbsp;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Si5ekfXSQ1Q/Tn0AtUGnWcI/AAAAAAAACBE/ta5O3Lli6ps/s1600/283181_231068036936844_131225493587766_663247_6287125_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Si5ekfXSQ1Q/Tn0AtUGnWcI/AAAAAAAACBE/ta5O3Lli6ps/s320/283181_231068036936844_131225493587766_663247_6287125_n.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;Nir and Gidget&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/-rx_MnvK7aCM/Tn0At_Af2PI/AAAAAAAACBI/0-zYovpU3pQ/s1600/283889_231055073604807_131225493587766_663191_6423575_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rx_MnvK7aCM/Tn0At_Af2PI/AAAAAAAACBI/0-zYovpU3pQ/s320/283889_231055073604807_131225493587766_663191_6423575_n.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;Taiyo and Bernadette&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/-jhapDvZO4xg/Tn0Ak7_0XOI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ZtPqP_VNVsw/s1600/284781_231055060271475_131225493587766_663190_2504586_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jhapDvZO4xg/Tn0Ak7_0XOI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/ZtPqP_VNVsw/s320/284781_231055060271475_131225493587766_663190_2504586_n.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;Bel and Joe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJF1svE6C8w/Tn0AofnDmKI/AAAAAAAACAI/XeAYCbgbkmY/s1600/294516_10150276973179774_547294773_7476504_1592191_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mJF1svE6C8w/Tn0AofnDmKI/AAAAAAAACAI/XeAYCbgbkmY/s320/294516_10150276973179774_547294773_7476504_1592191_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ted and Paul fresh from the state of Virginia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WjMdnpDXN5M/Tn0UoU645xI/AAAAAAAACBY/0xPjOskPSJ8/s1600/226065_10150276973819774_547294773_7476515_5763553_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WjMdnpDXN5M/Tn0UoU645xI/AAAAAAAACBY/0xPjOskPSJ8/s320/226065_10150276973819774_547294773_7476515_5763553_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my South Korea-based friend Jeoffrey, fresh from the airport from Shanghai, China&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1BRpYFdxIQ/Tn0Ap5aiAXI/AAAAAAAACAY/5pL6c8ns_4s/s1600/262984_231055586938089_131225493587766_663222_451204_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1BRpYFdxIQ/Tn0Ap5aiAXI/AAAAAAAACAY/5pL6c8ns_4s/s320/262984_231055586938089_131225493587766_663222_451204_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With Doc Jeff all the way from Mississippi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8s7nx82iXo/Tn0AnIae6OI/AAAAAAAAB_4/POlq5GLMjP4/s1600/284531_10150252744376968_527006967_7964642_4126946_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T8s7nx82iXo/Tn0AnIae6OI/AAAAAAAAB_4/POlq5GLMjP4/s320/284531_10150252744376968_527006967_7964642_4126946_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With John, from Queens. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo7dXG3BKe0/Tn0UomyY00I/AAAAAAAACBc/f0C0cKdYVFM/s1600/284416_10150252744456968_527006967_7964645_5487787_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qo7dXG3BKe0/Tn0UomyY00I/AAAAAAAACBc/f0C0cKdYVFM/s320/284416_10150252744456968_527006967_7964645_5487787_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;From UP-CMC to NYC! With my college batchmate, Joan&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0ad0evqgbI/Tn0AlujajAI/AAAAAAAAB_k/MzZ05VLqPic/s1600/228863_231054983604816_131225493587766_663185_3633539_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y0ad0evqgbI/Tn0AlujajAI/AAAAAAAAB_k/MzZ05VLqPic/s320/228863_231054983604816_131225493587766_663185_3633539_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maroon power! With fellow UP alumni Marilen, Carlo and Noc-noc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI5j48QnuFY/Tn0AqyokqYI/AAAAAAAACAk/8N8csDhNqTs/s1600/185479_231055473604767_131225493587766_663216_679880_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fI5j48QnuFY/Tn0AqyokqYI/AAAAAAAACAk/8N8csDhNqTs/s320/185479_231055473604767_131225493587766_663216_679880_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my UP-NYC crew. UP Fight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCOJT3Kwr-o/Tn0As0PGBtI/AAAAAAAACBA/sBfI6OWBzB8/s1600/282594_231055143604800_131225493587766_663196_3785530_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCOJT3Kwr-o/Tn0As0PGBtI/AAAAAAAACBA/sBfI6OWBzB8/s320/282594_231055143604800_131225493587766_663196_3785530_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I swear, they do not know each other until that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ztu4UaYv5m8/Tn0ArUNmQnI/AAAAAAAACAs/LGaO3bY60NM/s1600/283981_231055390271442_131225493587766_663211_85639_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ztu4UaYv5m8/Tn0ArUNmQnI/AAAAAAAACAs/LGaO3bY60NM/s320/283981_231055390271442_131225493587766_663211_85639_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elaine and Joan met there for the first time too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjzjpNTP0a8/Tn0S0LktNyI/AAAAAAAACBU/tnkNYPWCWI4/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yjzjpNTP0a8/Tn0S0LktNyI/AAAAAAAACBU/tnkNYPWCWI4/s320/1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my French&amp;nbsp;colleague, Aline&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ziHAWoboNgs/Tn0AsGaNF3I/AAAAAAAACA4/2bz8HpL5Jvs/s1600/263287_231055300271451_131225493587766_663205_1051688_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ziHAWoboNgs/Tn0AsGaNF3I/AAAAAAAACA4/2bz8HpL5Jvs/s320/263287_231055300271451_131225493587766_663205_1051688_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With Brian from work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HNEqAjle8M/Tn0Apmv7_iI/AAAAAAAACAU/lUxVqk-E6tI/s1600/282489_231055570271424_131225493587766_663221_4836007_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--HNEqAjle8M/Tn0Apmv7_iI/AAAAAAAACAU/lUxVqk-E6tI/s320/282489_231055570271424_131225493587766_663221_4836007_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Three doctors in the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifkqxy8zvgQ/Tn0AlTzCk1I/AAAAAAAAB_c/sY9dk3jpD5s/s1600/281734_231055020271479_131225493587766_663187_8368970_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifkqxy8zvgQ/Tn0AlTzCk1I/AAAAAAAAB_c/sY9dk3jpD5s/s320/281734_231055020271479_131225493587766_663187_8368970_n.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my friend Dorie&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6r2OMSOvA8/Tn0Am3cGhHI/AAAAAAAAB_0/kOBdLUwDVDQ/s1600/281574_10150252744561968_527006967_7964649_4439668_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D6r2OMSOvA8/Tn0Am3cGhHI/AAAAAAAAB_0/kOBdLUwDVDQ/s320/281574_10150252744561968_527006967_7964649_4439668_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With fashionably late Maan and Eens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjPiJ9BRUo8/Tn0AqKct0aI/AAAAAAAACAc/HsJArLsZLVc/s1600/283211_231055553604759_131225493587766_663220_4530840_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wjPiJ9BRUo8/Tn0AqKct0aI/AAAAAAAACAc/HsJArLsZLVc/s320/283211_231055553604759_131225493587766_663220_4530840_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My last men and women standing at 2AM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you all for coming to my BIG 3-0 party. Cheers to being 30...and awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KwRlKm-MC84/Tn0Arwvt_0I/AAAAAAAACA0/OQCEZo93-xw/s1600/229784_231055326938115_131225493587766_663207_1736165_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KwRlKm-MC84/Tn0Arwvt_0I/AAAAAAAACA0/OQCEZo93-xw/s320/229784_231055326938115_131225493587766_663207_1736165_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jeeSuZLamvg/Tn0ArtEhD-I/AAAAAAAACAw/1CmGktTsBJM/s1600/284747_231055373604777_131225493587766_663210_473173_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jeeSuZLamvg/Tn0ArtEhD-I/AAAAAAAACAw/1CmGktTsBJM/s320/284747_231055373604777_131225493587766_663210_473173_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/31482461-876648747153781671?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/876648747153781671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/30-and-thriving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/876648747153781671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/876648747153781671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/30-and-thriving.html' title='30 and thriving'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vIikoh9PTys/Tn0AmmBhJ7I/AAAAAAAAB_w/xjFfBNDnpSA/s72-c/262462_231054853604829_131225493587766_663178_7548949_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1825902795648864486</id><published>2011-08-03T16:52:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T16:30:38.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The invitation to my big 3-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOJ1vYp27mc/TkLvdALbGRI/AAAAAAAAB-A/YQNpdhxVPvU/s400/Final.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOJ1vYp27mc/TkLvdALbGRI/AAAAAAAAB-A/YQNpdhxVPvU/s1600/Final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOJ1vYp27mc/TkLvdALbGRI/AAAAAAAAB-A/YQNpdhxVPvU/s1600/Final.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;If you can't read the text above, here is what it says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;To being 30. I’ve decided it’s gonna be awesome.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;- Jenna Rink,13 Going on 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Join me in celebrating my awesome Big 30 on Saturday, August 6, 10:30PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;at Upstairs, The Kimberly Hotel Penthouse at 145 E 50th St. (between 3rd and Lexington Aves) New York, NY 10022.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;To being 30...and thriving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cheers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Florian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;P.S.Please wear black and/or white. The closest subways are: 4 &amp;amp; 6 (51st St), E &amp;amp; M (53rd St). Grand Central (4, 5, 6, 7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; line-height: 15px;"&gt;and Rockefeller Center (B, D, F, M) stops are few blocks away too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Here is a sneak peek of my party place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/-bv2wo8wfuB4/TkMDfCLKRwI/AAAAAAAAB-E/PbCWeyPNT2Q/s1600/galleryPhoto-3-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bv2wo8wfuB4/TkMDfCLKRwI/AAAAAAAAB-E/PbCWeyPNT2Q/s320/galleryPhoto-3-lg.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;An iconic view of the Chrysler Building &amp;amp; midtown Manhattan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/-CVkuaC5m7kY/TkMEbX5fr9I/AAAAAAAAB-I/H7IGi6KmWkU/s1600/galleryPhoto-1-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVkuaC5m7kY/TkMEbX5fr9I/AAAAAAAAB-I/H7IGi6KmWkU/s320/galleryPhoto-1-lg.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;And enough space to dance! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/-ZEvpuRgzsJY/TkME99RUMbI/AAAAAAAAB-M/WaUANExHy8Y/s1600/galleryPhoto-2-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEvpuRgzsJY/TkME99RUMbI/AAAAAAAAB-M/WaUANExHy8Y/s320/galleryPhoto-2-lg.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;It also has a nice bar. (And their drinks are really good too!)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/-3Hd-Rylmzhs/TkMFASZ5YQI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/Zg0P0fEOW_w/s1600/galleryPhoto-5-lg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3Hd-Rylmzhs/TkMFASZ5YQI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/Zg0P0fEOW_w/s320/galleryPhoto-5-lg.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;They also have an open garden for smokers! ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Niiiice right? See you there! :)&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/31482461-1825902795648864486?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1825902795648864486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/invitation-to-my-big-3-0.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1825902795648864486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1825902795648864486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/invitation-to-my-big-3-0.html' title='The invitation to my big 3-0'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oOJ1vYp27mc/TkLvdALbGRI/AAAAAAAAB-A/YQNpdhxVPvU/s72-c/Final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4843891652878490528</id><published>2011-07-28T20:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T19:12:37.461-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='longchamp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Longchamp adventure number 2 - Maine, USA</title><content type='html'>The Longchamp adventure number 2 goes to...Maine, USA! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me with my Longchamps after 8.5 hours of travel from New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RlyTl3I8S7E/TkmYoMG8o-I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/pF0DpZPrFGE/s1600/205936_10150332905166291_684391290_9993947_2543238_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RlyTl3I8S7E/TkmYoMG8o-I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/pF0DpZPrFGE/s320/205936_10150332905166291_684391290_9993947_2543238_n.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the road to Maine with my LCs :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/31482461-4843891652878490528?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4843891652878490528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/longchamp-adventure-number-2-maine-usa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4843891652878490528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4843891652878490528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/08/longchamp-adventure-number-2-maine-usa.html' title='Longchamp adventure number 2 - Maine, USA'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RlyTl3I8S7E/TkmYoMG8o-I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/pF0DpZPrFGE/s72-c/205936_10150332905166291_684391290_9993947_2543238_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3081153719779640995</id><published>2011-07-26T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T14:35:46.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The best ninong in the world</title><content type='html'>I will take bullets for him.&amp;nbsp;This is how much I value my godfather ("Ninong" in Tagalog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have very few childhood recollections of my Ninong when I was a child, my Ninong has become a very important person in my life. He has been my anchor on my road to be in the place where I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome to America&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ninong was the first person I met when I first stepped into the American land. He was there worried but patiently waiting for me in the Los Angeles Airport, California on the morning of February 13th 2010. His first words were "kamukha ka pala ng tatay mo" ("you look like your father"), we both laughed. It didn't feel like it was the first time that I met him after over 20 years. He said he has been waiting for almost an hour and he was worried that I might have been into some immigration trouble. He was so warm and&amp;nbsp;accommodating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The trying times&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved to New York, Ninong was the person who say the words I needed to hear. He always hits the&amp;nbsp;bulls-eye. He tells me his advise directly, no sugarcoats. I would never forget his words in one particular conversation that we had sometime in July 2010. He said if I give up now and go home, I should forget my American dreams. "Ilaban mo na anak," (Go fight for it) he said. It was then or never. It hit me...hard and after that talk (and a weekend spent in Boston) I made a decision, I would fight for my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The sta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ge ninong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ninong was the first person I called when I got the job offers from the UN. He was so happy and proud of me. He kept on saying, "bilib talaga ako sa yo" ("You really amaze me") and I know he's very sincere when he said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninong has been my fan cheering for me all the way to the finish line and for that I am eternally grateful to him. God bless you Ninong, I'm looking forward to visiting you again in L.A. and personally thank you for being a blessing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odW2Lir0xTo/TinpqnnALsI/AAAAAAAAB94/k4NoqmB2jV8/s1600/27212_10150103578845002_600510001_11108050_4426360_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odW2Lir0xTo/TinpqnnALsI/AAAAAAAAB94/k4NoqmB2jV8/s320/27212_10150103578845002_600510001_11108050_4426360_n.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;My Ninong and his son giving me a tour in Beverly Hills, CA&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken by my Ninang.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3081153719779640995?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3081153719779640995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-ninong-in-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3081153719779640995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3081153719779640995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-ninong-in-world.html' title='The best ninong in the world'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-odW2Lir0xTo/TinpqnnALsI/AAAAAAAAB94/k4NoqmB2jV8/s72-c/27212_10150103578845002_600510001_11108050_4426360_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1815786598005669144</id><published>2011-07-14T19:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T17:50:08.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Lessons</title><content type='html'>Do not expect nor rely too much on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I learned in living in New York for the past year. Cynical as it may sound but the reality of life is that you couldn't count on others to do the job you expect. I know my friends would react, "you have trust issues", well, maybe I do have trust issues but is there anything wrong with it? I have been disappointed by people so many (as in so many) times, I have been hurt and kept it to myself so I guess no one can blame me if I have developed it. I am no hater but in this modern world that we live in, it is inevitable to be self-reliant and expect that others would bring constant disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is reality with no sugarcoats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PaFftizOIaM/Th9-3bdZWAI/AAAAAAAAB9w/DMEzYBSj_mo/s1600/SAM_1184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PaFftizOIaM/Th9-3bdZWAI/AAAAAAAAB9w/DMEzYBSj_mo/s320/SAM_1184.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;Living in New York means you have to trust yourself...alot!&lt;br /&gt;Rockefeller Center, Winter 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1815786598005669144?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1815786598005669144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1815786598005669144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1815786598005669144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/lessons.html' title='Lessons'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PaFftizOIaM/Th9-3bdZWAI/AAAAAAAAB9w/DMEzYBSj_mo/s72-c/SAM_1184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3858835062002452574</id><published>2011-07-12T16:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T17:44:21.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry him!</title><content type='html'>I saw this in my friend's facebook earlier...&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/-sv9SUdD8-IU/ThypX60vUKI/AAAAAAAAB9M/rz3w-07HubA/s1600/marry+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sv9SUdD8-IU/ThypX60vUKI/AAAAAAAAB9M/rz3w-07HubA/s320/marry+me.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;Photographed by my friend Joe Valdez&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;A man wrote his important message to his girlfriend in Union Square using coloured sands!&amp;nbsp;Only in New York!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Lindsey says yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3858835062002452574?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3858835062002452574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/marry-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3858835062002452574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3858835062002452574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/marry-him.html' title='Marry him!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sv9SUdD8-IU/ThypX60vUKI/AAAAAAAAB9M/rz3w-07HubA/s72-c/marry+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1543753061228464550</id><published>2011-07-11T20:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T15:06:43.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Annie...</title><content type='html'>At about any time now or later in the Philippines today, Annie will be picked up and I will never see her again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize I will be sad about it but I guess I should never fight it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am indeed sad that I sold Annie, my first car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3pKGF8FuBwU/ThuOy8anlbI/AAAAAAAAB9E/DspLurTk05E/s1600/Florian%2528079%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3pKGF8FuBwU/ThuOy8anlbI/AAAAAAAAB9E/DspLurTk05E/s320/Florian%2528079%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I named my car after the character in the TV show, Shaider back in the 90's. Annie is the heroine side by side Shaider who fights against the forces of evil led by Puma Lei-ar. Annie is my car and Shaider is my laptop, together, they symbolize the little achievements I got in my life and fulfillment of my little dreams. I really wanted a car I can call my own, meaning, I worked hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me driving Annie on the first month I got her. This is our first picture together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5L9dc7bqxck/ThuMp6avAXI/AAAAAAAAB84/4y4dfFXW_ZU/s1600/n600510001_7023575_3037852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5L9dc7bqxck/ThuMp6avAXI/AAAAAAAAB84/4y4dfFXW_ZU/s320/n600510001_7023575_3037852.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Annie's bumper after our first car accident. I was so scared.... 29 June 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249223405421534018" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/SNj84CrRG0I/AAAAAAAAA7M/MoVlLnzgDNI/s320/DSC02411.JPG" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.496094) 1px 1px 5px; color: #333333; display: block; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 8px; padding-left: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; text-align: left;"&gt;This is Annie after Tatay "sponsored" Annie to be repainted and re-tinted. Dad also changed her head lights after my Ate bumped her into the garage's wall. Annie was back to her pretty self here! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HIW8MwsHwg/ThuMrCEPXgI/AAAAAAAAB88/FJGRV5ZztcI/s1600/23986_10150131546545002_600510001_11285228_7452327_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8HIW8MwsHwg/ThuMrCEPXgI/AAAAAAAAB88/FJGRV5ZztcI/s320/23986_10150131546545002_600510001_11285228_7452327_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suck at saying goodbyes (read: I hate it). I feel awfully sad but at this point I can't do anything but accept the fact that I should move on. Annie has been sickly lately, she has to retire. It's for the good of both of us. Maybe a mekaniko as a new owner is better than having me. I must accept it. Thank you Annie for our years shared together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Annie, I will never forget you...&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/-eCrgOh8AaSg/ThuSYwd8qJI/AAAAAAAAB9I/hE6iZ0rwWPI/s1600/annie2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eCrgOh8AaSg/ThuSYwd8qJI/AAAAAAAAB9I/hE6iZ0rwWPI/s320/annie2.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;My first car, Annie. Thank you for the memories.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1543753061228464550?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1543753061228464550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/goodbye-annie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1543753061228464550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1543753061228464550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/goodbye-annie.html' title='Goodbye Annie...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3pKGF8FuBwU/ThuOy8anlbI/AAAAAAAAB9E/DspLurTk05E/s72-c/Florian%2528079%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8305038093907830644</id><published>2011-07-09T14:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T19:51:53.699-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Liam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Because I don't have my own, I'm happy with just borrowing from my friends :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Meet Liam, son of my college classmate Joan. He's eight months old. Isn't he adorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zBDdMTihaw/Th9_-6c2hQI/AAAAAAAAB90/JlFAtvFxGE8/s1600/268701_10150720745870002_600510001_19555734_6703356_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zBDdMTihaw/Th9_-6c2hQI/AAAAAAAAB90/JlFAtvFxGE8/s320/268701_10150720745870002_600510001_19555734_6703356_n.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;Me and baby Liam&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8305038093907830644?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8305038093907830644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/liam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8305038093907830644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8305038093907830644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/liam.html' title='Liam'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0zBDdMTihaw/Th9_-6c2hQI/AAAAAAAAB90/JlFAtvFxGE8/s72-c/268701_10150720745870002_600510001_19555734_6703356_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-5178786090471210622</id><published>2011-07-08T13:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T13:12:53.317-04:00</updated><title type='text'>U.P. Pride Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's all over facebook and I'm now sharing it on my blog...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mabuhay ka Unibersidad ng Pilipinas!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For the full article, click this link:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gmanews.tv/story/225437/nation/up-ateneo-among-best-english-teaching-universities-worldwide"&gt;http://www.gmanews.tv/story/225437/nation/up-ateneo-among-best-english-teaching-universities-worldwide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yIbb_gGx1s/Thc5y6DaIYI/AAAAAAAAB8w/W1N_BdO3suM/s1600/UP+Pride.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yIbb_gGx1s/Thc5y6DaIYI/AAAAAAAAB8w/W1N_BdO3suM/s320/UP+Pride.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;Screen shot from the GMA News website.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-5178786090471210622?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/5178786090471210622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/up-pride-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5178786090471210622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5178786090471210622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/up-pride-day.html' title='U.P. Pride Day'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_yIbb_gGx1s/Thc5y6DaIYI/AAAAAAAAB8w/W1N_BdO3suM/s72-c/UP+Pride.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-5121394750500198773</id><published>2011-07-06T16:49:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:59:10.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You are a firework!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This post is for my youngest sister Bhons, whom I love so much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know how it feels to be away from your comfort zone. I know how it feels to feel low and all alone. I know how it feels when you feel bad and no one is by your side. I know how it feels to be down and you have no where to turn. But like this song, bear in mind that you are a firework, show them what you're worth!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I believe in you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I will always be here for you kiddo! If only I can send over a hug to you right now, you know I will....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/vlLgvQErn6o/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlLgvQErn6o&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vlLgvQErn6o&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you ever feel like a plastic bag,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;drifting through the wind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;wanting to start again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;like a house of cards,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;one blow from caving in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you ever feel already buried deep?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6 feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Do you know that there's still a chance for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;'Cause there's a spark in you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just own the night like the 4th of July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You don't have to feel like a waste of space&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You're original, cannot be replaced&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you only knew what the future holds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After a hurricane comes a rainbow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Maybe your reason why all the doors are closed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So you could open one that leads you to the perfect road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Like a lightning bolt, your heart will glow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And when it's time, you'll know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You just gotta ignite, the light, and let it shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just own the night like the 4th of July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, oh, oh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's always been inside of you, you, you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And now it's time to let it through-ough-ough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;'Cause baby you're a firework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come on, show 'em what you're worth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As you shoot across the sky-y-y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Baby, you're a firework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come on, let your colors burst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Make 'em go "Oh, Oh, Oh"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You're gonna leave 'em all in awe, awe, awe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Boom, boom, boom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Even brighter than the moon, moon, moon&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/31482461-5121394750500198773?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/5121394750500198773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-are-firework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5121394750500198773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5121394750500198773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-are-firework.html' title='You are a firework!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-5793209143392033214</id><published>2011-07-02T20:30:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T17:20:57.695-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>"Longchamping" in DC</title><content type='html'>As you have read in my previous posts, I am now into Longchamp Le Pliage bags. And to give my newly acquired bags a "break-in" I brought some of them in my trip to Washington, DC today for the long weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to my first "Longchamping" and the many more to come! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq7f2zIVt7E/Th3ZZw9Sj_I/AAAAAAAAB9U/UVINKe8K274/s1600/DC1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq7f2zIVt7E/Th3ZZw9Sj_I/AAAAAAAAB9U/UVINKe8K274/s320/DC1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my Longchamp Le Pliage tote and travel bag a few minutes after we arrive in Washington, DC.&amp;nbsp;Photo taken by my friend, Eens. She said My bags match the flowers in the background! :)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-5793209143392033214?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/5793209143392033214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/longchamping-in-dc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5793209143392033214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5793209143392033214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/longchamping-in-dc.html' title='&quot;Longchamping&quot; in DC'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq7f2zIVt7E/Th3ZZw9Sj_I/AAAAAAAAB9U/UVINKe8K274/s72-c/DC1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4767239680770052782</id><published>2011-06-28T23:06:00.069-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T18:13:14.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crepes time!</title><content type='html'>Tonight's dinner is courtesy of Livingsocial...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long and tiring day, I retired myself by treating my friend Eens to a sumptuous creps from a Livingsocial deal that I got a while back. We headed to the upper west side and see what the &lt;i&gt;Crepes on Columbus&lt;/i&gt; has to offer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not really an&amp;nbsp;adventurous "creper" so I opted the&amp;nbsp;custom made crepes. I stuffed mine with Swiss cheese, bacon and fresh tomatoes, served with house salad,&amp;nbsp;and baked potatoes for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwV9-qvk0FU/TgudcghvedI/AAAAAAAAB8U/gqMOkpdhRAA/s1600/Picture+460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwV9-qvk0FU/TgudcghvedI/AAAAAAAAB8U/gqMOkpdhRAA/s320/Picture+460.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is our "dessert crepes". Banana and Nutella crepes&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7CXqUluqVI/TgudiMXYm5I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/X6xoKbuy8vk/s1600/Picture+465.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7CXqUluqVI/TgudiMXYm5I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/X6xoKbuy8vk/s320/Picture+465.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So yeah, we had another dessert, the yummy creme brulee. Sue us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bmITxd6l5yQ/Tgudkw4zYPI/AAAAAAAAB8c/o-AUVsAr9nY/s1600/Picture+463.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bmITxd6l5yQ/Tgudkw4zYPI/AAAAAAAAB8c/o-AUVsAr9nY/s320/Picture+463.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our bill reached over the $30-Livingsocial deal but Eens and I had a great dinner so it was all good. &lt;i&gt;Crepes on Columbus&lt;/i&gt; is a cozy place to spend the late lazy Summer afternoons in New York (they also serve pasta and other&amp;nbsp;entrees). It's just a few blocks away from Central Park (110 St. Stop via B train) so after dinner having a good walk at the Park is just perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_783542248"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_783542249"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4767239680770052782?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4767239680770052782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/crepes-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4767239680770052782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4767239680770052782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/crepes-time.html' title='Crepes time!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zwV9-qvk0FU/TgudcghvedI/AAAAAAAAB8U/gqMOkpdhRAA/s72-c/Picture+460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>990 Columbus Ave, New York, NY 10025, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>40.8010745 -73.961768</georss:point><georss:box>40.799044 -73.965416 40.803104999999995 -73.95812000000001</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8523983625324827731</id><published>2011-06-23T19:53:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:16:24.914-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>New Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It has been a while since I've been "addicted to something".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Before, it was Havaianas slippers, which I have no regret of buying a lot because they are so comfy and all of them are still in good condition even if I used them a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then there was boots which is a necessity for Winter even if I used to buy a pair almost every week last season.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And now, I'm addicted to Longchamp bags.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the past three weeks, I have been going back and forth to the boutique along the high -fashion district of &amp;nbsp;Madison Avenue in Manhattan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some of my latest purchases. (Note the use of the word "some" Haha)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table 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/-3YldF-W-gEM/Th4v-hSmZ1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/SMtC-NshUxw/s1600/Lagoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3YldF-W-gEM/Th4v-hSmZ1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/SMtC-NshUxw/s320/Lagoon.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;Le Pliage handbag in lagoon blue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table 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/-VJIpx_iY08s/Th4v9sljskI/AAAAAAAAB9g/o_mxOvFDO-s/s1600/lagoon2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VJIpx_iY08s/Th4v9sljskI/AAAAAAAAB9g/o_mxOvFDO-s/s200/lagoon2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Le Pliage cosmetic bag in lagoon blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table 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/-ELPCT1AlBlo/Th4v9xvbFBI/AAAAAAAAB9k/XicINgfNPJM/s1600/planetes+blue.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ELPCT1AlBlo/Th4v9xvbFBI/AAAAAAAAB9k/XicINgfNPJM/s200/planetes+blue.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Planetes Pouchette in night blue&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table 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/-a5erMM2DeiY/Th4v9Qnt7kI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/uw3305HD1kU/s1600/Le+Pliage+Arber+de+Vie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5erMM2DeiY/Th4v9Qnt7kI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/uw3305HD1kU/s320/Le+Pliage+Arber+de+Vie.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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Le Pliage Arbre de Vie in navy blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table 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/-sf-IXo_sMnI/Th4v9ebdHFI/AAAAAAAAB9c/RUKD3pHFcjE/s1600/fuchsia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sf-IXo_sMnI/Th4v9ebdHFI/AAAAAAAAB9c/RUKD3pHFcjE/s320/fuchsia.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Le Pliage tote bag in fuchsia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8523983625324827731?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8523983625324827731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-addiction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8523983625324827731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8523983625324827731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-addiction.html' title='New Addiction'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3YldF-W-gEM/Th4v-hSmZ1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/SMtC-NshUxw/s72-c/Lagoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-5514986745460451765</id><published>2011-06-21T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:17:53.936-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>June Solstice</title><content type='html'>Hello Summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time of the year when the days are long and the sun shines brightly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H7k9BJZX4k4/ThTnkJDf-FI/AAAAAAAAB8s/KXGoX9cb4Nc/s1600/Picture+466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H7k9BJZX4k4/ThTnkJDf-FI/AAAAAAAAB8s/KXGoX9cb4Nc/s320/Picture+466.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manhattan in an early morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-5514986745460451765?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/5514986745460451765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/june-solstice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5514986745460451765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5514986745460451765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/june-solstice.html' title='June Solstice'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H7k9BJZX4k4/ThTnkJDf-FI/AAAAAAAAB8s/KXGoX9cb4Nc/s72-c/Picture+466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7586685672599253773</id><published>2011-06-21T13:41:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T19:04:51.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ispagheti!</title><content type='html'>Today's lunch is...&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/-_Q05PAW5AwE/TkrypFkP6XI/AAAAAAAAB-g/4J5GilP5UsM/s1600/264371_10150686956250002_600510001_19230896_4730396_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Q05PAW5AwE/TkrypFkP6XI/AAAAAAAAB-g/4J5GilP5UsM/s320/264371_10150686956250002_600510001_19230896_4730396_n.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;Filipino Style Spaghetti!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Don't you just miss those red hotdogs? God bless you Bing*! *The Pinay who delivers my lunch food at the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...simple joys of a Pinay living in New York.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7586685672599253773?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7586685672599253773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/ispagheti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7586685672599253773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7586685672599253773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/ispagheti.html' title='Ispagheti!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Q05PAW5AwE/TkrypFkP6XI/AAAAAAAAB-g/4J5GilP5UsM/s72-c/264371_10150686956250002_600510001_19230896_4730396_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-905644186813315744</id><published>2011-06-18T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T18:44:28.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Outback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I promised to gain my appetite back and not let depression and homesickness kill my spirits. So hear I am at the starting point...my second weekend back in NYC...still jetlagged but getting there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9-O9BUsPw/TgumyKuFj9I/AAAAAAAAB8k/-GkW83KUGiE/s1600/258087_10150684253410002_600510001_19196600_6288374_o-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9-O9BUsPw/TgumyKuFj9I/AAAAAAAAB8k/-GkW83KUGiE/s320/258087_10150684253410002_600510001_19196600_6288374_o-1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi ready to dig the burger of Outback. Queens Mall, NY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-905644186813315744?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/905644186813315744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/outback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/905644186813315744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/905644186813315744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/outback.html' title='Outback'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9-O9BUsPw/TgumyKuFj9I/AAAAAAAAB8k/-GkW83KUGiE/s72-c/258087_10150684253410002_600510001_19196600_6288374_o-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Queens, New York, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>40.734925 -73.86890799999998</georss:point><georss:box>40.573701 -74.03982799999997 40.896148999999994 -73.69798799999998</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3313778727947984449</id><published>2011-06-17T17:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T18:24:14.539-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>What do you love most about your dad?</title><content type='html'>You may say, because he's funny&lt;br /&gt;Others may say, because he's cool&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because he's a good provider&lt;br /&gt;Or simply because he is caring&lt;br /&gt;Possibly, because he's inspiring&lt;br /&gt;And because he's very patient&lt;br /&gt;It can be that he's uber sweet&lt;br /&gt;Or that he drives you wherever you please&lt;br /&gt;But if you ask me, what I love most about my dad...&lt;br /&gt;I will run out of words&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I love my Tatay that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Father's Day Tatay!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being an awesome dad. I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoS9A4wOBfw/Tfu3pxm0boI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/GhyjWO5QVus/s1600/n600510001_7073883_7587129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoS9A4wOBfw/Tfu3pxm0boI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/GhyjWO5QVus/s320/n600510001_7073883_7587129.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3313778727947984449?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3313778727947984449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-do-you-love-most-about-your-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3313778727947984449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3313778727947984449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-do-you-love-most-about-your-dad.html' title='What do you love most about your dad?'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GoS9A4wOBfw/Tfu3pxm0boI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/GhyjWO5QVus/s72-c/n600510001_7073883_7587129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6319841344744443890</id><published>2011-06-06T10:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T16:58:29.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eulogy for Tatay Nito by my brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was browsing through my facebook when I saw the short but really sweet (and I must say&amp;nbsp;wittingly-written) eulogy of my younger brother, Elwin. I must admit that I was surprised upon reading it because he is not the expressive type. But I guess it is in the time of grief that you express your love and appreciation more; and I agree with him, "wala kayo sa lolo ko!". We will miss you forever Tatay Nito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;"I always remember my Tatay Nito's words, "utoy magtsinelas ka at madumi ang misla". I am his first grandson, I was lampayatot, was treated a lot with his medical remedies and often scared by his stories from the underworld. He said that it is in our genes to be "palikero" but he only loves one woman which is my Nanay Josie. He is a great part of who I am today, he's a Super Lolo. But just like every superhero he had his super villain, after battling several strokes and heart attacks my hero never gave up. Tatay Nito battled for 3 years, he waited for me to finish my contract and my sister to come home from NY. He gave his all just in time for our family to be together, it's the wedding of doc cerel yesterday and he didn't miss it of course. At the wedding reception I had to change my clothes, when I went back my relative told me he's in the hospital just moments before I arrived.  Juanito Cabuyao aka "Mang Johnny" had his final battle, he is my hero. Tatay Nito I will miss you, mahal ko po kayo! Sa mga makakabasa nito isa lang masasabi ko,"Wala kayo sa lolo ko". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Elwin, 19 May 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/-URRR-jw8xLo/TfI5J5XiciI/AAAAAAAAB8A/vM0dqfvlrho/s1600/elwin+grad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-URRR-jw8xLo/TfI5J5XiciI/AAAAAAAAB8A/vM0dqfvlrho/s320/elwin+grad.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;Tatay Nito and Elwin on his college graduation day. April 2007&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6319841344744443890?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6319841344744443890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/eulogy-for-tatay-nito-by-my-brother.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6319841344744443890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6319841344744443890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/06/eulogy-for-tatay-nito-by-my-brother.html' title='Eulogy for Tatay Nito by my brother'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-URRR-jw8xLo/TfI5J5XiciI/AAAAAAAAB8A/vM0dqfvlrho/s72-c/elwin+grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7842558970975323348</id><published>2011-05-10T18:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:22:51.737-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP Kalilayan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Girl friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The most beautiful discovery true friends make is that they can grow separately without growing apart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;~Elisabeth Foley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #330000; font-family: georgia, 'bookman old style', 'palatino linotype', 'book antiqua', palatino, 'trebuchet ms', helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, 'avante garde', 'century gothic', 'comic sans ms', times, 'times new roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/-sgoMkuGlv0A/Tgup7WPj8II/AAAAAAAAB8o/rDR7hNI9GUY/s1600/250449_10150673685445002_600510001_19067372_2373205_n-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgoMkuGlv0A/Tgup7WPj8II/AAAAAAAAB8o/rDR7hNI9GUY/s320/250449_10150673685445002_600510001_19067372_2373205_n-1.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;Despite the distance, still friends for 12 years and counting...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7842558970975323348?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7842558970975323348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/05/girl-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7842558970975323348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7842558970975323348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/05/girl-friends.html' title='Girl friends...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sgoMkuGlv0A/Tgup7WPj8II/AAAAAAAAB8o/rDR7hNI9GUY/s72-c/250449_10150673685445002_600510001_19067372_2373205_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Greenbelt Dr, Makati City, Philippines</georss:featurename><georss:point>14.5521431 121.02100870000004</georss:point><georss:box>14.5507221 121.02067270000003 14.553564100000001 121.02134470000004</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-683679508235903470</id><published>2011-04-25T11:28:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:22:49.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Days without pork and beef</title><content type='html'>I thought I couldn't survive but I did! But what is that small sacrifice compared to the Lord Jesus Christ's suffering for us? To God be the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 Days of no pork, beef and alcohol beybeh!&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/-rbnJ5snsH8E/ThzA-LzWpEI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/rxmytsaIgdM/s1600/Picture+279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rbnJ5snsH8E/ThzA-LzWpEI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/rxmytsaIgdM/s320/Picture+279.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;ADOBO, my dinner, my first pork meal after 40 days.&lt;br /&gt;April 24, 2010&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-683679508235903470?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/683679508235903470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/40-days-without-pork-and-beef.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/683679508235903470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/683679508235903470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/40-days-without-pork-and-beef.html' title='40 Days without pork and beef'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rbnJ5snsH8E/ThzA-LzWpEI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/rxmytsaIgdM/s72-c/Picture+279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3970466402890321743</id><published>2011-04-21T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T19:19:17.882-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenges'/><title type='text'>Excuse me, but I don't think your life sucks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"If you think your life sucks, well guess what, you're right!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excuse me for being straight forward but I just can't take it when people say: they're living a very difficult life, that they don't have a direction, that they it's not fair, that their life sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who are you kidding???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe that everything revolves around the mind. In my country, some people do not eat three times a day, some not even once at all, but they still can afford to laugh and smile. They still believe that things will get better and would even say, "weather weather lang yan", meaning like the weather, time for sunshine will just come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, if you think your life sucks, you are right but guess what, it's because you suck at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I just realized this is my first post with a frustrated tone but not a negative one. I just feel tired of people complaining to me but they do not do anything about it. I mean, so after complaining what do you plan to do about it? And he would say, "I don't know. I guess nothing." Me: **bangs my head on the wall**. Then I won't be surprised if you will have the same frustrations 5, 10, 15 years or even forever from now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3970466402890321743?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3970466402890321743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/excuse-me-but-i-dont-think-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3970466402890321743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3970466402890321743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/07/excuse-me-but-i-dont-think-your-life.html' title='Excuse me, but I don&apos;t think your life sucks...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7818565754745014483</id><published>2011-04-15T22:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T20:20:22.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To live the life to the fullest</title><content type='html'>Life is short as we know it, so while we are still alive we must maximize our time on Earth. &amp;nbsp;Let us not waste our time over petty things. Let us move forward. Do not let others limit you, yourself is your own ally or your enemy. -- This is my philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will admit that I have becoming laid back these days. My energy has always been exhausted for work and only work. Don't get me wrong, I love my job but I'm starting to blame myself for not making time to do the things that I love, like photography, writing, and reading. I feel bad because as much as I want to do them, I am restricted by my energy level. What will I do? :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a lot of things in my list of the things I want to do but I can't cross them out and I don't want to give myself any excuse about it. No one is at fault but my self.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as a quarter of the year assessment, here are the things that I have accomplished so far:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Get an SS number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Get a hair cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Own an iPod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Skate in the Wollman Rink, Central Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Watch a live baseball game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) Shop clothes for the family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) Buy a new pair of boots (and some more shoes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) Book flight home for a vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) Book flight for my family trip in Hong kong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two weeks before May starts. Here are my goals:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Get a state ID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Visit Washington, DC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Arrange our itinerary for HK.&lt;br /&gt;4) Watch the cherry blossoms blossom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodluck to me in living THE life to the fullest! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7818565754745014483?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7818565754745014483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-live-life-to-fullest.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7818565754745014483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7818565754745014483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-live-life-to-fullest.html' title='To live the life to the fullest'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4362656524933884609</id><published>2011-04-14T16:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:14:47.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To the person who bumped my sister's car</title><content type='html'>Humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents always tell us that no matter what we achieve in life, we should stay humble and keep our feet on the ground. This is what me and my siblings always remind ourselves despite our achievements but after hearing what happened to my dad I couldn't prevent my blood from boiling and despise. Forgive me dad, but you don't deserve to be treated that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read it on facebook. My sister put a stat message saying about breeding and that someone has insulted my dad. I immediately called my mom and asked what happened. I later found out that my dad had a minor car accident. A car driven by a woman bumped into my sister's car driven by my dad. The lady nagged on my dad. But to include karma and humility in the story, let me continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is very patient and rarely snaps. So as nice as he is, &amp;nbsp;he remained calmed but the other didn't stop.&amp;nbsp;My sister's car is not even one year old and is fully insured so for my dad, there is no point to argue. The lady cussed on my dad who would never even raise voice to a woman, besides it was her car who bumped into my sister's. But karma has its way of justice. I found out that that person is a med rep. Yes, that person who runs after doctors to ask them to use their company's products -- and as you probably know, my sister is a gynecologist. &amp;nbsp;As you probably have guessed, that person already lost the trust of my sister on the med rep's products plus ALL of her doctor friends in facebook. Now, I feel sorry for that med rep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what the rest of the story is but my point is, NEVER EVER LOOK DOWN TO OTHERS. Not because you are driving a car&amp;nbsp;(heck, I'm not even sure if you own that car or it's just a company car provided to you)&amp;nbsp;doesn't put you in a position to be arrogant and belittle people. My family welcomes med reps when they call our home looking for my sister, my mom welcomes them to my sister's in-house-clinic in my parent's house. So for my dad to be treated disrespectfully by others makes me furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is a respected marine officer and professor to a maritime school, he is not just a "doctor's driver" and assuming that he is "just a driver" which I bet that person would put it blatantly, you have no right to&amp;nbsp;humiliate ANY one. This is how we are raised, we respect our house maids, we respect the elderly, even our wicked relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess not everyone is raised the way my parents raised us that's why. So whoever you are med rep who bumped my sister's car and insulted my dad, I hope you have learned your lesson in humility that day. Getting the proper breeding of course is another story...you can't buy that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4362656524933884609?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4362656524933884609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-person-who-bumped-my-sisters-car.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4362656524933884609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4362656524933884609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-person-who-bumped-my-sisters-car.html' title='To the person who bumped my sister&apos;s car'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1728574311621791851</id><published>2011-04-11T23:12:00.035-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:38:52.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>And then, I watched the Mets game...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXkJXw-36lo/Tad9J_JtLsI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/PXwiRoJcb0g/s1600/206741_10150162626538069_750613068_6637309_994768_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXkJXw-36lo/Tad9J_JtLsI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/PXwiRoJcb0g/s320/206741_10150162626538069_750613068_6637309_994768_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been my dream to watch a live baseball game. After 29 years, I finally did and loved it! :)&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/-rdlzl3svswk/Tad9M6AsqdI/AAAAAAAAB7c/9vH59fgt-SE/s1600/215178_10150162625093069_750613068_6637290_5985302_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rdlzl3svswk/Tad9M6AsqdI/AAAAAAAAB7c/9vH59fgt-SE/s320/215178_10150162625093069_750613068_6637290_5985302_n.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;Outside the citiField stadium, home of the New York Mets&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/-rvf-IMn7WGE/Tad9bYhe4rI/AAAAAAAAB7o/0_Dv_5UUumc/s1600/206761_10150162625203069_750613068_6637292_8101242_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rvf-IMn7WGE/Tad9bYhe4rI/AAAAAAAAB7o/0_Dv_5UUumc/s320/206761_10150162625203069_750613068_6637292_8101242_n.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;We got there early so we had some time to take pictures&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;While watching the game, I suddenly remembered my old man who taught me how to watch baseball, actually "indoor" as he calls it. He must have been so glad watching up there realizing that I actually learned watching this sport because of him. Not that we were in a field, but he used to watch me and my brother play the old Nintendo game via Family Computer of the 80s; and he taught me on the rules. I enjoyed "playing" this game -- well the video game version. :)&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/-ZiNTVPA032w/Tad9OxzD-OI/AAAAAAAAB7g/c6spBUFeIKk/s1600/207923_10150162626353069_750613068_6637306_6186446_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiNTVPA032w/Tad9OxzD-OI/AAAAAAAAB7g/c6spBUFeIKk/s320/207923_10150162626353069_750613068_6637306_6186446_n.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;What a pitch by the Mets! Let's go Mets let's go!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Watching a live baseball game is quite an experience. You'll really feel the adrenaline high of the crowd; and it's also one of the few games where you can have a beer or two (up to seven!) while watching a live game.&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/-rvCIj3P6GOc/Tad9SD4Z5JI/AAAAAAAAB7k/dPimeBENvxA/s1600/217694_10150162626818069_750613068_6637313_6808906_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvCIj3P6GOc/Tad9SD4Z5JI/AAAAAAAAB7k/dPimeBENvxA/s320/217694_10150162626818069_750613068_6637313_6808906_n.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;I love watching baseball! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It's an understatement to say that I enjoyed the game because I &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; enjoyed the game even if the Mets lost -- for only a point! It's the first I watched a live game but I already witnessed a home run! And I think I have a crush on David Wright. ^_^&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Maybe next time I will watch the Yankees game. :)&amp;nbsp;I &amp;lt;3 NY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Oh, and we were also seen on TV! :D But next I'll make sure I'm in "proper" attire and not fresh from work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1728574311621791851?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1728574311621791851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-then-i-watched-mets-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1728574311621791851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1728574311621791851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-then-i-watched-mets-game.html' title='And then, I watched the Mets game...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iXkJXw-36lo/Tad9J_JtLsI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/PXwiRoJcb0g/s72-c/206741_10150162626538069_750613068_6637309_994768_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1642376955563917403</id><published>2011-04-08T21:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:43:49.832-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8o7r7NQ8KRY/Tajz6Tp8uFI/AAAAAAAAB74/yXO-Ro1gt2k/s1600/217165_10150568307930002_600510001_17999618_6893486_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8o7r7NQ8KRY/Tajz6Tp8uFI/AAAAAAAAB74/yXO-Ro1gt2k/s320/217165_10150568307930002_600510001_17999618_6893486_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&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;Finally Spring has come! Look at these lovely flowers by the office. :) Thank God! I'm so tired of this long Winter. Time to spend more time outside! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1642376955563917403?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1642376955563917403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1642376955563917403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1642376955563917403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-finally.html' title='Spring finally!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8o7r7NQ8KRY/Tajz6Tp8uFI/AAAAAAAAB74/yXO-Ro1gt2k/s72-c/217165_10150568307930002_600510001_17999618_6893486_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-2812028545617020338</id><published>2011-04-06T21:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T02:40:42.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An ode to the old tambayan*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O3YDz5s9mLo/TajvQH62zMI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Ntbj5mMUGNs/s1600/208701_1752477725141_1034837345_31597973_2002979_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O3YDz5s9mLo/TajvQH62zMI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Ntbj5mMUGNs/s200/208701_1752477725141_1034837345_31597973_2002979_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qUA_kWIj3o0/TajvVMJH1RI/AAAAAAAAB7w/s8mHJWOi0DQ/s1600/216491_1752478005148_1034837345_31597974_4670496_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qUA_kWIj3o0/TajvVMJH1RI/AAAAAAAAB7w/s8mHJWOi0DQ/s200/216491_1752478005148_1034837345_31597974_4670496_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have seen us laugh,&lt;br /&gt;You have seen us cry.&lt;br /&gt;You have seen us fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;You have seen us break our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;You have seen us fail,&lt;br /&gt;You have seen us get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave us shelter in our lazy days,&lt;br /&gt;You gave us a place to meet our friends.&lt;br /&gt;You were there when we celebrate,&lt;br /&gt;You were there when we grieve.&lt;br /&gt;You witnessed us turn 25,&lt;br /&gt;Even on the year I turned 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe thousands of miles away now,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't help but be sad.&lt;br /&gt;You are now gone. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you DST, I will always live the memories we once had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florian&lt;br /&gt;6 April 2011&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/-6ay5awhXD0k/Tajx3JwIauI/AAAAAAAAB70/oifW74ooVu8/s1600/n600510001_7224036_5663891.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ay5awhXD0k/Tajx3JwIauI/AAAAAAAAB70/oifW74ooVu8/s320/n600510001_7224036_5663891.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;The younger years in our tambayan. College days, 2000.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A short ode for (now demise) our college hangout place which was torn down today. Is is a sad day for me and my orgmates in the UP Kalilayan. Our tambayan (hangout) was once our home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-2812028545617020338?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/2812028545617020338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/ode-to-old-tambayan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2812028545617020338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2812028545617020338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/04/ode-to-old-tambayan.html' title='An ode to the old tambayan*'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O3YDz5s9mLo/TajvQH62zMI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Ntbj5mMUGNs/s72-c/208701_1752477725141_1034837345_31597973_2002979_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8001719047633096155</id><published>2011-03-11T13:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T16:22:05.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying for Japan</title><content type='html'>Japan has a special place in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See, growing up, I have always been sending letters to my dad who is based in Japan and I have also been receiving letters and post cards from Japan. So growing up, it has been my dream to visit the Land of the Rising Sun. I look up to Japan in so many ways, their food, their technology, their fashion, and their culture in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now you can imagine, why I am affected hearing about the news of the tsunami which struck Japan today. These photos stabbed my heart:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pvkwEXKUzE/TnEMvHXE-jI/AAAAAAAAB-0/kqK0cr0gmHU/s1600/Japan2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pvkwEXKUzE/TnEMvHXE-jI/AAAAAAAAB-0/kqK0cr0gmHU/s320/Japan2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25RcnVbHN9Q/TnEMvukEalI/AAAAAAAAB-4/zaRq-mPXHdo/s1600/building-collapsed-640x360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-25RcnVbHN9Q/TnEMvukEalI/AAAAAAAAB-4/zaRq-mPXHdo/s320/building-collapsed-640x360.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YglvGgKEOBw/TnEMv99BaqI/AAAAAAAAB-8/7htjvmgVuNo/s1600/burn-at-an-oil-refinery-640x360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YglvGgKEOBw/TnEMv99BaqI/AAAAAAAAB-8/7htjvmgVuNo/s320/burn-at-an-oil-refinery-640x360.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ5p7ThwgO4/TnEMwLnZRFI/AAAAAAAAB_A/lHUehFh0-tA/s1600/japan9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJ5p7ThwgO4/TnEMwLnZRFI/AAAAAAAAB_A/lHUehFh0-tA/s320/japan9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKwJB-1jOn8/TnEMwZVNskI/AAAAAAAAB_E/NFZKvjLSCYQ/s1600/japan7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sKwJB-1jOn8/TnEMwZVNskI/AAAAAAAAB_E/NFZKvjLSCYQ/s320/japan7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3E0kUwQ4nc/TnEMwt3BxsI/AAAAAAAAB_I/xBPLcM3E0lo/s1600/japan6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3E0kUwQ4nc/TnEMwt3BxsI/AAAAAAAAB_I/xBPLcM3E0lo/s320/japan6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SXh9q19GI4Y/TnEMxHxbu2I/AAAAAAAAB_M/vKV781Rg45U/s1600/japan5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SXh9q19GI4Y/TnEMxHxbu2I/AAAAAAAAB_M/vKV781Rg45U/s320/japan5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLRnT0ifIR0/TnEMxZv_N4I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/_ELL5CySsSc/s1600/Japan4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VLRnT0ifIR0/TnEMxZv_N4I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/_ELL5CySsSc/s320/Japan4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3q1vFErLk7c/TnEMyBG54hI/AAAAAAAAB_U/BWfuuZK1OZA/s1600/Japan3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3q1vFErLk7c/TnEMyBG54hI/AAAAAAAAB_U/BWfuuZK1OZA/s320/Japan3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sending my prayers to Japan and its people. God be with you all in this difficult time. I know some day, I will step my foot around your soil and not just in your beautiful airport in Narita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits to Reuters and Google images.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/31482461-8001719047633096155?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8001719047633096155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/03/praying-for-japan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8001719047633096155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8001719047633096155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/03/praying-for-japan.html' title='Praying for Japan'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pvkwEXKUzE/TnEMvHXE-jI/AAAAAAAAB-0/kqK0cr0gmHU/s72-c/Japan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-2285740021347159617</id><published>2011-03-03T15:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T19:38:24.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best LSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I think, this is the best LSS ever! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in Duane Reade last night when I heard this song and it has been stuck in my head up to now. But unlike the annoying LSS we unconsciously get (like a boy in swept bangs), I'm not complaining on this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cool is, "&lt;i&gt;What you need is a big strong hand, To lift you to your higher ground, Make you feel like a queen on a throne, Make him love you till you can't come down&lt;/i&gt;"?  We ladies should once in a while be reminded of this. Thanks Madonna! I'll always be a fan! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6lypkFQ3bPg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express Yourself lyrics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by: Madonna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't go for second best baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Put your love to the test&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, you know, you've got to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make him express how he feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe then you'll know your love is real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You don't need diamond rings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or eighteen karat gold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fancy cars that go very fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know they never last, no, no&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you need is a big strong hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To lift you to your higher ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make you feel like a queen on a throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make him love you till you can't come down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You'll never come down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long stem roses are the way to your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he needs to start with your head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satin sheets are very romantic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happens when you're not in bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You deserve the best in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if the time isn't right then move on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second best is never enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You'll do much better baby on your own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Baby on your own)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You've got to make him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[ From : http://www.elyrics.net/read/m/madonna-lyrics/express-yourself-lyrics.html ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you want it right now, make him show you how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express what he's got, oh baby ready or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Intermediate:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when you're gone he might regret it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Think about the love he once had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try to carry on, but he just won't get it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He'll be back on his knees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To express himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You've got to make him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What you need is a big strong hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To lift you to your higher ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make you feel like a queen on a throne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make him love you till you can't come down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You'll never come down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[intermediate]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You've got to make him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express himself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, hey, hey, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you want it right now, make him show you how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express what he's got, oh baby ready or not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(You've got to make him)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you can respect yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So if you want it right now, then make him show you how&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Express what he's got, oh baby ready or not&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/31482461-2285740021347159617?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/2285740021347159617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2285740021347159617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2285740021347159617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='Best LSS'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6lypkFQ3bPg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4436547019924143212</id><published>2011-02-22T18:58:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T20:07:22.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>And then, I skated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Balance is not my friend. Since I was young I have always been tripping because of my balance issues. I don't know how to skate, (roller) blades, surf, bike, ski, snowboard, and all other sports you can think about. But when a friend's invitation came to ice skate in the enchanting Wollman Rink, where the movie Serendipity was shot, I couldn't say, "No".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPE2ugubhEE/TWRT1odgBXI/AAAAAAAAB54/wiXKJMxkENE/s320/183770_10150099368709774_547294773_6048302_1208001_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576674419450840434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I resist not to try ice skating and face my weakness in this beautiful night at Central Park?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oV7ZoyBTCAg/TXA4hblr0iI/AAAAAAAAB6o/J4xhT7FFvvU/s320/183073_10150099370024774_547294773_6048331_3974605_n.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580022085304701474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I told myself, it's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides, to ice skate (or at least try to) at the Wollman Rink is in my list of the things I want to do in New York.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked into the queue, paid for the fee and the skates rental. As I was putting on the skates, I paused and caught my breath, "this is it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends were already inside the rink when my 8-year old friend Lois approached me, "Tita Flo, let's skate now!" She knew it was my first time and she has been so eager to show me how since she's been attending ice skating lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lois instructed me to step into the ice while holding the railing so I won't slip. She was really supportive. Then we were holding hands as she tries to show me how to glide on ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, I still can't glide gracefully and or slide without looking like a dork in the rink, I still believe my attempt to ice skate is a success. I didn't fall on my face or butt into the ice. I didn't end up in the hospital or seeing my physical therapist, although my legs and arms hurt for a couple of days after skating. But most importantly, I gained the spirit to face my fear and try. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still hoping that I will be befriending balance despite the age. So this Summer, I will try to bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, baby steps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aruUZNidZEo/TXA3n1sJZ9I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/dYNk9R8A48A/s320/185847_10150099370164774_547294773_6048333_3939683_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 198px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580021095878715346" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My skating buddies, Marilen and the Wong twins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0VGqX6rmitA/TXA3oB2zxEI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/k5gq0c-XtxA/s320/182722_10150099369704774_547294773_6048326_5738824_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580021099144660034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me with my teacher Lois guiding me in my first time to ice skate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ev2Ix3Yk464/TXA3n-LEAAI/AAAAAAAAB6I/qJacsaapUk4/s320/183154_10150099369264774_547294773_6048317_2960398_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580021098155868162" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there, I skated. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--my9LmYXvCM/TXA3nrbmVRI/AAAAAAAAB6A/zve02tCfcsE/s320/183551_10150099370254774_547294773_6048334_1977968_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580021093124953362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Giving my rented skates a rest. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo credits to my shutterbug, Marilen. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4436547019924143212?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4436547019924143212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-then-i-skated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4436547019924143212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4436547019924143212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-then-i-skated.html' title='And then, I skated...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nPE2ugubhEE/TWRT1odgBXI/AAAAAAAAB54/wiXKJMxkENE/s72-c/183770_10150099368709774_547294773_6048302_1208001_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-606902362072563997</id><published>2011-02-03T13:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T13:10:44.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong Xi Fa Cai! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUrvmYdXaNI/AAAAAAAAB44/YVQQMffr1VQ/s1600/8211759-2011-year-of-the-rabbit-with-snowflakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUrvmYdXaNI/AAAAAAAAB44/YVQQMffr1VQ/s320/8211759-2011-year-of-the-rabbit-with-snowflakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569527331876726994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To my fellow Roosters, here's our Chinese horoscope for the Year of the Rabbit 2011:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Rooster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Rooster is always popular, extravagant and creative. They can be brutally honest and generally like being showered with attention. They are wonderfully loyal friends and also give advice freely – whether they are asked for it or not! Family means the world to the Rooster and they are one of the most loyal signs in the Chinese zodiac.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forecast for 2011&lt;/b&gt; The Year of the Rabbit will be a much quieter year than 2010 for the Rooster. However, the Rooster will have to curb his natural exuberance and enthusiasm just a bit in 2011 and practice some patience and common sense. On the work front, it will be vital for the Rooster to work closely with his colleagues and practice his networking skills. This will stand to him during the months of March, April, November and December when unexpected developments happen . All the work he does now on the career front will pay dividends in 2012, the Chinese Year of the Dragon. The Rooster should also consider any opportunities he may have to study or for training. This would go extremely well for him and again benefit him greatly later on in the year. On the social and romantic side of life, this will be a much more settled and quiet year, which will be to many a Rooster’s liking. March, July and August look to be the most active on the social scene. A word of warning though – the Rooster must take care to temper his words with friends and not be too harsh. A quarrel or end of a close relationship could result. Financially, the Rooster may have a few home-related expenses this year with repairs, decorating and renovations. It would be wise to manage any project sensibly and shop around for the best deal; Chinese Rabbit years can be expensive for all signs. On the whole, 2011 looks like being a pleasurable and encouraging year for all Roosters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interesting Rooster Facts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Stone: Citrine&lt;br /&gt;Special Flower: Aster&lt;br /&gt;Best Hours: 5-7 pm&lt;br /&gt;Season: Autumn&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope Colors: Orange, Green&lt;/p&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/31482461-606902362072563997?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/606902362072563997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/606902362072563997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/606902362072563997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/02/gong-xi-fa-cai.html' title='Gong Xi Fa Cai! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUrvmYdXaNI/AAAAAAAAB44/YVQQMffr1VQ/s72-c/8211759-2011-year-of-the-rabbit-with-snowflakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1724919704983830499</id><published>2011-02-02T17:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T17:31:03.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock knock</title><content type='html'>One of my orgmates (read: same organization = orgmate) posted a shout out in his facebook and it cracked the nut out of me today. It must be an old knock knock, I just live under the rock. Here goes:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knock knock...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who's there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dina Bonnevie, Gary V. and Mark Herras...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dina Bonnevie, Gary V. and Mark Herras who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, the Spice Girls! --- "So tell me what you want what you really really want, and I'll tell you what I want what really really want...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dina Bonnevie my lover, Gary V. with my friends, Mark Herras forever, friendship never ends..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wahahahahaha I'm still laughing over it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1724919704983830499?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1724919704983830499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/02/knock-knock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1724919704983830499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1724919704983830499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/02/knock-knock.html' title='Knock knock'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4291709593064537955</id><published>2011-01-24T22:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:24:03.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One more chance?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUimGWeK9pI/AAAAAAAAB4I/6B2ruMDtH7Q/s1600/one%2Bmore%2Bchance%2Bposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUimGWeK9pI/AAAAAAAAB4I/6B2ruMDtH7Q/s200/one%2Bmore%2Bchance%2Bposter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568883567285171858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tonight, I watched "One more chance" for the nth time. Cynical as it may sound, I think it's a modern day fairy tale. Don't get me wrong, I (super) love the movie. I think it was well-directed, the script was brilliant, the main characters were great (even the supporting characters were great). It's just that in the reality of love, relationships and life in general, do you really get another chance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I mean, w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;hen you break up with someone you are supposed to let go and move on. Right? Right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/31482461-4291709593064537955?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4291709593064537955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-more-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4291709593064537955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4291709593064537955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-more-chance.html' title='One more chance?'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUimGWeK9pI/AAAAAAAAB4I/6B2ruMDtH7Q/s72-c/one%2Bmore%2Bchance%2Bposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-5484320606221129022</id><published>2011-01-15T15:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T17:17:31.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Busy for Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On this very day in the Philippines, my two friends and former colleagues are tying the knot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have seen their love story blossom and I have the honor to write about their love story as published in their wedsite. And on this special day, let me share to you a celebration of finding your ever after...the Juls-Tin's way... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Never Busy for Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;By: Florian C. Cabuyao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Former Colleague at Branders.com)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“Busy?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With this question via Yahoo Messenger (YM) on October 15, 2006, the story of Juls and Tin started. It may seem like a lame question but it actually took a while before Juls finally sent this first YM message to Tin – “Busy?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Juls and Tin were officemates in Branders.com, Tin was part of Merchandising and Juls in Engineering, but they weren’t formally introduced until Juls reached his fourth month. “I have been seeing Tin around the office, in fact, I already have a crush on her when we were introduced one lunch time at the pantry,” recalls Juls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Though Juls may not have the guts to approach Tin personally, he has his own ways to get to know Tin more. Through his Business Analyst workmate who works with Tin, Juls asked for Tin’s YM name and added her in his contacts. Tin added Juls in her contacts thinking that this “new guy from Engineering” may have some Merchandising-related questions. “But guess what, after I added him up he didn’t bother to say a word. Since I was not familiar nor had any business with him; I also did not bother to send a word. Why should I right?” remembers Tin. After two days, Juls popped the magic word, “Busy?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“He didn’t even say, ‘hi’ or ‘good morning’ to start our chat conversations. Days passed by and he would constantly pop up with his signature ‘busy?’ greeting in my YM window,” muses Tin. Days and weeks later, Juls and Tin’s chatting became more frequent. They got to know each other a little more each day and had become friends when Juls asked Tin out. “I was in a relationship that time so I said NO many times; until he asked me to hangout and watch ‘Happy Feet'. We had dinner before the movie and that night I felt differently and wished we had more time together,” chuckles Tin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A few days later, Tin’s long-term relationship ended. Some thought it was because of Juls but for Tin it was just not meant to be. “It was just bound to fail and I couldn’t find enough reason to hold on to it,” says Tin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;December 8, 2006. Juls and Tin officially becomes a couple. “I must admit, I was magnetized by Jul’s wit and charm,” shares Tin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But after eight months, Juls and Tin had to endure long distance relationship when Juls had to take his MBA in the United States. Thank God for YM, Skype, email and occasional visits (Tin would go to the US and Juls would return home to Manila), they survive the challenge of being away from each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fast forward to March 6, 2009 – Juls and Tin had an out of town trip to celebrate Tin’s birthday the following day. While inside one of the rooms in Valentino Resort in Batangas, Juls asked Tin to close her eyes before he presents his birthday gift. When Tin opened her eyes, Juls was on his knee holding a small box. Tin opened the box but it was empty, it was then when Juls pulled off a ring from his pocket and asked, “Sweetie, will you marry me?” Teary-eyed Tin hugged him tightly and said, “Yes”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On September 3, 2009, Juls and Tin got civilly married at Pasig City Hall and had a special gathering of their families and close friends in Discovery Suite. In his vow Juls said, “I chose you Tin, my sweet, to be my wife. To live with you and laugh with you; to stand by your side and sleep in your arms; to be a joy to your heart and food for your soul; to bring out the best in you always; and to be the best that I can be.” While Tin vows to Juls, “I promise to be always with you during rainy days still standing strong after any storm. I love you so much and what matters most for me is us being together...and enjoying life's journey.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After more than three years together, Juls now rarely use “busy?” as an introduction to start a chat with his sweetie Tin. Truth is, no one is ever busy for love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Again, congratulations and best wishes to my friends, &lt;b&gt;MR. &amp;amp; MRS. Julius and Tin Bautista&lt;/b&gt;! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Visit their wedsite at: &lt;a href="http://www.mywedding.com/julstin/index.html"&gt;http://www.mywedding.com/julstin/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLE8N302iUI/TVxMKCAsYMI/AAAAAAAAB5A/GlxMMwMz1ek/s320/9521_168165536270_600221270_4121200_8083375_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574414174000013506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me with Juls and Tin and our friends for a dinner in Discovery Suites after their civil wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(L-R: Kathy, James, Michelle, Aisa, Juls, Tin, me, My, and Lily) 3 Sept 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/31482461-5484320606221129022?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/5484320606221129022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-this-very-day-in-philippines-my-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5484320606221129022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5484320606221129022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-this-very-day-in-philippines-my-two.html' title='Never Busy for Love'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LLE8N302iUI/TVxMKCAsYMI/AAAAAAAAB5A/GlxMMwMz1ek/s72-c/9521_168165536270_600221270_4121200_8083375_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7690736625910373710</id><published>2011-01-13T19:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:23:37.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My most difficult craving</title><content type='html'>My roomie, who is in the Philippines right now, just tagged me in a photo. When I checked it out, I drooled! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUirfUrK-DI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/9NiasVXGakQ/s1600/Jollibee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUirfUrK-DI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/9NiasVXGakQ/s320/Jollibee.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568889493857695794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She tagged me on this photo -- a 2-piece juicylicious crispylicious Chickenjoy from Manila! I want you Chickenjoy! I am looking forward for you when I go home!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynell Ann, you are murdering me right now. Thanks for effing tagging! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7690736625910373710?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7690736625910373710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-most-difficult-craving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7690736625910373710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7690736625910373710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-most-difficult-craving.html' title='My most difficult craving'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUirfUrK-DI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/9NiasVXGakQ/s72-c/Jollibee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3588635446965529884</id><published>2011-01-06T21:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:12:25.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Goodbye :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSduf6w3mQI/AAAAAAAAB30/9nM8PyuOpWs/s1600/DSC07044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSduf6w3mQI/AAAAAAAAB30/9nM8PyuOpWs/s320/DSC07044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559533759641393410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSZ6v5JUOLI/AAAAAAAAB3s/v_CCbDNMNpI/s1600/DSC07044.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As the new year starts, we say goodbye to our dear Danielle, who's flying back to her home country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We'll miss you! Best wishes on your wedding and your career. Remember you are de Best! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSZ4uZPE58I/AAAAAAAAB3k/qVx4Qs8jOz8/s320/DSC07047.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559263528478894018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saying our byes with Danielle after lunch in a Japanese resto in 48th St.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3588635446965529884?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3588635446965529884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-work-day-of-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3588635446965529884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3588635446965529884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-work-day-of-2011.html' title='Hello, Goodbye :('/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSduf6w3mQI/AAAAAAAAB30/9nM8PyuOpWs/s72-c/DSC07044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4094813209076219602</id><published>2011-01-05T20:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:15:10.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Lunch Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUit5bLOS8I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/z2UWFm0m6s4/s1600/DSC07045.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/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUit5bLOS8I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/z2UWFm0m6s4/s320/DSC07045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568892141302598594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think my brain is dying because it lacks creative exercise. So since it needs CPR, I am just sharing a photo on what I had for lunch today. A yummy bento box from a Japanese restaurant just around the corner of the office. The food is really filling and their service was superb too bad I can't remember their name right now. Sorry Japanese resto along 47th St, between Madison and Park! But really, your food was great, it's not you it's this blogger. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4094813209076219602?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4094813209076219602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/02/lunch-lunch-lunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4094813209076219602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4094813209076219602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/02/lunch-lunch-lunch.html' title='Lunch Lunch Lunch'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUit5bLOS8I/AAAAAAAAB4Y/z2UWFm0m6s4/s72-c/DSC07045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-2295248479434576333</id><published>2011-01-04T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T20:15:53.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUijmb-5VtI/AAAAAAAAB4A/nS4LrsJYoPU/s1600/DSC07041.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/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUijmb-5VtI/AAAAAAAAB4A/nS4LrsJYoPU/s320/DSC07041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568880819985536722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look who's my guest on my desk? The super irresistible Salzburger Mozarttaler chocolates fresh all the way from Czech Republic! A happy new year something from our very thoughtful director. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-2295248479434576333?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/2295248479434576333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/yummy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2295248479434576333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2295248479434576333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/yummy-new-year.html' title='Yummy new year!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUijmb-5VtI/AAAAAAAAB4A/nS4LrsJYoPU/s72-c/DSC07041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3327359077266988154</id><published>2011-01-03T02:14:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T15:05:51.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2011 List</title><content type='html'>Some things to look forward for 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Travel home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Trip to Florida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Research for my masters degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Get an iPhone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) Get my SS and state ID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal for 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Size 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Visit 2 new States&lt;br /&gt;3) Throw an unforgettable birthday bash&lt;br /&gt;4) Promotion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3327359077266988154?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3327359077266988154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3327359077266988154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3327359077266988154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-list.html' title='The 2011 List'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6409178972919647492</id><published>2011-01-03T00:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T12:32:16.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New York's Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;New York is full of surprises -- a few hours before the new year 2011, this is what I witnessed...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Yes, a wedding proposal right before my eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSU9tDPbTaI/AAAAAAAAB20/jaNfhcEDnNY/s320/DSC06975.JPG" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558917159232163234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;He knelt down and asked her to be his wife right at the center of the Rockefeller ice skating rink, right in front of hundreds of tourists that night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSU9tWbJ6vI/AAAAAAAAB28/PxsFZkIHZZQ/s320/DSC06977.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558917164381629170" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;Everyone was cheering...including myself, so when she replied "yes" he stood up and kissed his future wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;She was speechless, she just cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSU9tq73CXI/AAAAAAAAB3E/SW8wd44-gdw/s320/DSC06978.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558917169887512946" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;Then they skated around the rink waving to the hundreds of people around who witnessed the proposal. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; display: inline !important; "&gt;Yesterday, in the train on my way home, I saw "Aunt May", yes Peter Parker, also known as Spiderman, 's aunt in the movie series. I knew it was her because the group of young teenagers asked her and even asked to have a photo with her! They are obviously big fans of the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;New York's randomness, another reason why I ♥ NY! ^_^&lt;/div&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/31482461-6409178972919647492?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6409178972919647492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-yorks-randomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6409178972919647492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6409178972919647492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-yorks-randomness.html' title='New York&apos;s Randomness'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSU9tDPbTaI/AAAAAAAAB20/jaNfhcEDnNY/s72-c/DSC06975.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4190183182145517747</id><published>2011-01-02T02:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T12:38:15.959-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A better me for 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This year is all about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I will blog more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) I will take more photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) I will mind my own business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I will spend more ME time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) I will save more money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) I will learn to say "NO".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) I will sleep early and wake up early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one is the toughest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yRoY3JeqZow/ThdJHjEt4jI/AAAAAAAAB80/Y84ZVXyFCEU/s1600/DSC06997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yRoY3JeqZow/ThdJHjEt4jI/AAAAAAAAB80/Y84ZVXyFCEU/s320/DSC06997.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy New Year everyone! :)&lt;/i&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/31482461-4190183182145517747?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4190183182145517747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/better-me-for-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4190183182145517747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4190183182145517747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/better-me-for-2011.html' title='A better me for 2011'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yRoY3JeqZow/ThdJHjEt4jI/AAAAAAAAB80/Y84ZVXyFCEU/s72-c/DSC06997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6567703258762761212</id><published>2011-01-01T04:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:51:52.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSVmeYzwpyI/AAAAAAAAB3M/ioPvpn2ViZ4/s1600/34836_10150111780916499_547731498_7497019_3824360_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSVmeYzwpyI/AAAAAAAAB3M/ioPvpn2ViZ4/s320/34836_10150111780916499_547731498_7497019_3824360_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558961987300402978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6567703258762761212?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6567703258762761212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6567703258762761212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6567703258762761212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSVmeYzwpyI/AAAAAAAAB3M/ioPvpn2ViZ4/s72-c/34836_10150111780916499_547731498_7497019_3824360_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8423664770666218418</id><published>2010-12-29T18:46:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T12:01:40.463-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eraserheads'/><title type='text'>Thank you, Yoj! :)</title><content type='html'>As the year closes, I got another unexpected gift from one of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoj messaged me in facebook asking me to let her know when I go online, and since I was, I sent her a personal message that I am indeed online. She sounded so giddy and she said if we can do video con, sadly though, I can't do video con at that time. She said she wanted to show me her gift for me and it's something that I would really love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played some guessing game and my guesses include: a hoodie, a shirt, something from Diliman Republic, something Eraserheads? Voila! And then she said it's an Eheads box set!!! She's right it's something that I really really REALLY want but I have to spend this certain amount of money for pizza and pasta in a food chain in the Philippines which obviously I cannot do at the moment because I am in New York City, so it was just simply impossible but Yoj did for me! Yey! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't take away my smile the whole day knowing that aside from spending quality time with family and friends, there is another thing to look forward to when I go home to the Philippines soon! Thank you so much Yoj, if you're only a guy, I would marry you! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 is so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRvPhsUpRSI/AAAAAAAAB1c/DnxKFHrstRc/s1600/eheadssplash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRvPhsUpRSI/AAAAAAAAB1c/DnxKFHrstRc/s320/eheadssplash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556262743032022306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will meet this baby soon! :) Thank you Yoj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Photo grabbed from Greenwich official website: www.greenwich.com.ph)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8423664770666218418?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8423664770666218418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-yoj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8423664770666218418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8423664770666218418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you-yoj.html' title='Thank you, Yoj! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRvPhsUpRSI/AAAAAAAAB1c/DnxKFHrstRc/s72-c/eheadssplash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4890997198476529172</id><published>2010-12-22T15:10:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T18:24:38.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRJbdbKO4PI/AAAAAAAABzo/n0yQfNzxFAg/s1600/Happyholidays.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRJbdbKO4PI/AAAAAAAABzo/n0yQfNzxFAg/s320/Happyholidays.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553601851566252274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the traits that my parents have always reminded me to keep despite the achievement and success in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been into a lot of challenges this year when I decided to take the plunge into the Big Apple. It was never easy but I believed it was the right time to push on. In my months away from home, I have reflected a lot and realized how blessed I am to have all the people who were there for me in the past years. As I finally settled into the new city, got a job, and be a part of my dream organization; I looked back once again and felt incredibly grateful to each and everyone who have been there for me. I will never be in the place where I am sitting today without all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my family and friends who has helped me in the past and up to now still helping in my life's obstacle course, a big THANK YOU. You are all my blessings. May this season and new year bring you more blessings for you and your family! Have a very merry Christmas! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4890997198476529172?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4890997198476529172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4890997198476529172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4890997198476529172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRJbdbKO4PI/AAAAAAAABzo/n0yQfNzxFAg/s72-c/Happyholidays.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-5223411403145332061</id><published>2010-12-14T21:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T15:53:59.469-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Missing home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I walked towards the subway from work, I suddenly missed home. Yes, that random! I got off the subway teary eyed, I really miss home. I went straight to New York Supermarket to get some "Pinoy dose" to appease myself and look what I got! Some taste of home. I'm now a happy camper. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLn6N5_2FI/AAAAAAAAB0w/OxyiRZ0jM9U/s320/DSC06901.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553756277852592210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Piattos chips and mango juice called "Luzona", how Pinoy can it get right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-5223411403145332061?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/5223411403145332061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5223411403145332061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5223411403145332061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/missing-home.html' title='Missing home'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLn6N5_2FI/AAAAAAAAB0w/OxyiRZ0jM9U/s72-c/DSC06901.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7714575240094228797</id><published>2010-12-07T08:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:09:08.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want this for Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLkcWZWDfI/AAAAAAAAB0o/lviQlimusq4/s320/DSC06854.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553752466200595954" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been good all year, can I have this Toy Story 3 set for Christmas, pretty pleassssseee?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Florian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. Just in case the elves can't make this toy set, you can just get it from Target. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7714575240094228797?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7714575240094228797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-this-for-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7714575240094228797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7714575240094228797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-this-for-christmas.html' title='I want this for Christmas!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLkcWZWDfI/AAAAAAAAB0o/lviQlimusq4/s72-c/DSC06854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4828711897772079807</id><published>2010-12-04T11:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T12:11:23.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Goedemorgen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The title of this post means "Good morning" in Dutch. Why? Because of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUrhmQTYgTI/AAAAAAAAB4w/4-kueEEPWP8/s320/DSC06813.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569511936524583218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Speculaas and Dutch chocolates, fresh all the way from The Netherlands from our Dutch friend Danielle. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4828711897772079807?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4828711897772079807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/goedemorgen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4828711897772079807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4828711897772079807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/goedemorgen.html' title='Goedemorgen'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUrhmQTYgTI/AAAAAAAAB4w/4-kueEEPWP8/s72-c/DSC06813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6173644686555849447</id><published>2010-11-26T15:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T15:54:27.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Black Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have always been curious on the fuss about black Friday -- not until I had my first, which is today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But instead of narrating my experience, let me just &lt;b&gt;show&lt;/b&gt; them to you, then tell me if you didn't get excited. Mind you, these photos were taken only on my first day of shopping in 5th Avenue (and don't ask me how many days I've been shopping this month!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLifSVw4SI/AAAAAAAAB0g/xEMEWNhJSe8/s320/DSC06795.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553750317628186914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. 40% Off on everything at Ann Taylor, 5th Ave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLeuzSMFBI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/UwlSMfFH3jc/s320/DSC06800.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553746186123088914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Gap selling stuff for $20 or less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLeuoRJ0HI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/h8aILEKriOI/s320/DSC06794.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553746183165956210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. 40% Discount on your entire purchase at Esprit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLeuYAApUI/AAAAAAAAB0I/oGNX_cqXOQ8/s320/DSC06801.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553746178799084866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Zara offering 50% off on selected items.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLeuFtod-I/AAAAAAAAB0A/Pg3hjRJCW9k/s320/DSC06804.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553746173890164706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Ongoing sale at Escada in 5th Ave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLet1YOyyI/AAAAAAAABz4/iTzTljghlQw/s320/DSC06807.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553746169505434402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. 40% Off everything at Loft by Ann Taylor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLdQsio69I/AAAAAAAABzw/GOxKlV6XA-Q/s320/DSC06792.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553744569405336530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. Sale at United Colors of Benetton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think I'm in love with black Friday! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6173644686555849447?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6173644686555849447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/black-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6173644686555849447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6173644686555849447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/black-friday.html' title='Black Friday'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLifSVw4SI/AAAAAAAAB0g/xEMEWNhJSe8/s72-c/DSC06795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1292376485679283323</id><published>2010-11-25T15:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T00:19:02.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Moving to a new country, living in a new city and starting a new job -- this year is definitely a new chapter in my life and I have a lot to thank for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my loving family for all the moral and financial support when I needed it the most&lt;br /&gt;my Queens family for adapting me when I had nothing but my dreams&lt;br /&gt;my UN Pinoy family for the encouragement and inspiration&lt;br /&gt;my UP-NYC friends for making me feel at home&lt;br /&gt;my friends in the Philippines for being my cheerleaders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not the least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for hearing all my prayers. You.are.awesome! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1292376485679283323?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1292376485679283323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1292376485679283323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1292376485679283323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7136819825297131981</id><published>2010-11-23T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T01:29:40.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolates from Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Look what just fell from heaven and onto my desk...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLrw8VKN-I/AAAAAAAAB04/TPbrsnZynDU/s320/DSC06777.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553760516562368482" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ferrero Rondnoir = happiness! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7136819825297131981?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7136819825297131981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/chocolates-from-heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7136819825297131981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7136819825297131981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/chocolates-from-heaven.html' title='Chocolates from Heaven'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRLrw8VKN-I/AAAAAAAAB04/TPbrsnZynDU/s72-c/DSC06777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8558584332787017264</id><published>2010-11-13T11:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T17:55:20.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's go Team Pacquiao!</title><content type='html'>Tonight, a Filipino will make history! I know he will! Goodluck Pacman! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TN1rNyDPMRI/AAAAAAAABzA/4mawsvtWzcc/s1600/Pacquiao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TN1rNyDPMRI/AAAAAAAABzA/4mawsvtWzcc/s320/Pacquiao.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538701001253400850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While shopping in Cherry Valley mall in Illinois, I bumped into a Nike store and saw this familiar face. Manny Pacquiao has indeed put the Philippines in the world map! So there I was, had my photo op outside the window display.&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/31482461-8558584332787017264?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8558584332787017264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/lets-go-team-pacquiao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8558584332787017264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8558584332787017264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/lets-go-team-pacquiao.html' title='Let&apos;s go Team Pacquiao!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TN1rNyDPMRI/AAAAAAAABzA/4mawsvtWzcc/s72-c/Pacquiao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7803055664590768129</id><published>2010-11-12T17:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T17:30:25.017-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>Moving on...</title><content type='html'>It's weird and sometimes funny on how some epiphany comes in the oddest possible time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was by the photocopy area at work scanning some documents that has to be sent out when I had a "eureka moment" -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am so over him&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of "him" and then I realized...how the heck did I like that person! Haha I cringed a bit. Then I smiled. Well, we had something special but I guess it just didn't work the way I thought it should be and well, we drifted apart and we have become different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny that it took me a long while before reaching this stage but here it is. I can whole-heartedly say that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have moved on&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to finally close the chapter, let me quote the lyrics of a song I heard last week in a Karaoke place downtown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You had your chance you blew it&lt;br /&gt;Out of sight, out of mind&lt;br /&gt;Shut your mouth I just can't take it&lt;br /&gt;Again and again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;I can breathe for the first time&lt;br /&gt;I'm so movin on...yeah yeah!" (K. Clarkson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the memories. I hope you'll find your peace like I have found mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7803055664590768129?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7803055664590768129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-weird-and-sometimes-funny-on-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7803055664590768129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7803055664590768129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-weird-and-sometimes-funny-on-how.html' title='Moving on...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8271493895668722235</id><published>2010-11-11T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T17:42:19.567-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My first NYC marathon...as an observer</title><content type='html'>I feel so privileged to experience the hype of the NYC Marathon. I have heard/watched about it in tons of movies I watched set in New York. This year was held last Sunday, 7 November 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel my experience behind the scene through my photos. I hope someday, I will experience the NYC marathon as a runner. Hmm, how long would that be? I hope before I turn 35! :)&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/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwng0lh9rI/AAAAAAAAB2E/SUzi_q4EGh8/s1600/IMGP7324.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556359485093705394" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwng0lh9rI/AAAAAAAAB2E/SUzi_q4EGh8/s320/IMGP7324.JPG" style="display: block; height: 213px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Paper cups used by runners.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwngkMCjNI/AAAAAAAAB18/yU8F6VoF3LU/s1600/IMGP7329.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556359480691821778" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwngkMCjNI/AAAAAAAAB18/yU8F6VoF3LU/s320/IMGP7329.JPG" style="display: block; height: 213px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;NYC Marathon runners as they pass Central Park.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwngLQNbyI/AAAAAAAAB10/S6zbUXw2fFM/s1600/DSC06701.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556359473998425890" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwngLQNbyI/AAAAAAAAB10/S6zbUXw2fFM/s320/DSC06701.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Runners in tutu&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwngJdkg-I/AAAAAAAAB1s/em8lCT9zX18/s1600/DSC06700.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556359473517593570" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwngJdkg-I/AAAAAAAAB1s/em8lCT9zX18/s320/DSC06700.JPG" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me with my gear at 17th mile point&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwnf5cdILI/AAAAAAAAB1k/GlSyPTSAxLY/s1600/DSC06698.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556359469217947826" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwnf5cdILI/AAAAAAAAB1k/GlSyPTSAxLY/s320/DSC06698.JPG" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me before the water station of the run&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8271493895668722235?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8271493895668722235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8271493895668722235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8271493895668722235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title='My first NYC marathon...as an observer'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TRwng0lh9rI/AAAAAAAAB2E/SUzi_q4EGh8/s72-c/IMGP7324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4785369103040470858</id><published>2010-10-29T18:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:49:49.515-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm no superman</title><content type='html'>Not to boast or anything, I know I have done some crazy unbelievable things that a normal person cannot do, but at the end of the day, the truth is, I am still no superman. I have limitations and sometimes, I get sick too -- like today. So please, give me some slack, I need some rest too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought bubble: why am I so prone to be in this situation?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4785369103040470858?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4785369103040470858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-no-superman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4785369103040470858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4785369103040470858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-no-superman.html' title='I&apos;m no superman'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7325703599011127590</id><published>2010-10-20T16:31:00.021-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:39:19.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The girl seated at the corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I just realized that since I started working full time after graduation, I always get the corner desk and I would hear people say, “that girl seated at the corner”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This occurred to me while walking from First Ave to Madison Ave -- have I been a wall flower all these years? It has become a wake up call for me. I thought of myself as competitive and goal-driven, in fact I consider myself ambitious, not in a negative way though. I wonder, is being “that girl seated at the corner” bad? Am I being "too nice"? Also known as "boring"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;There is a thin line between being bullied and being patient and there is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;big difference between being timid and assertive. On my freshman year in college, I moved to the city to study in the best university in the Philippines. From being a big fish in a small pond in my town, I have become a small fish in a big sea. My classmates were from exclusive private schools, specialized high schools, and prominent families. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; I felt inferior and for a while I felt miserable. But it was my fault, I let myself to be in that place. One classmate of mine used to embarrass me in front of my other classmates and I resented her. I changed my group of friends, joined organizations and become active in social and school events. I become happy and modesty aside, I became popular in my own little right (I was even asked to run for the university student council!). From then on, I made it sure not to be intimidated by others despite my imperfections. I realized, the size of the sea is in the eye of the fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After graduation, I became a small fish in a big ocean and for some reason I have become a favorite prey of vicious predators. For a while, I let it be but then later on, I realized it is not worth it. So I swam away and move to different ocean till I found myself a step closer to my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I moved to New York City last year, this little fish suddenly felt that she is no longer a fish. In this huge world that I am in, I felt that I'm a plankter. Yes, a single plankton, those organisms floating around the ocean that whales and other fish eat. Suddenly, I remember those early college days. Those days that my classmate would embarrass me because I'm "promdi" (from the province) and I realized, hey, after some time I was wayyy more popular than her and now, I am wayyy more successful than her. So I guess it was just a change of perspective!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;So from this day on, and for the rest of my life, I promise to be assertive and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;practice not to say "Yes" or "Sure" all the time. &lt;/span&gt;I hate it when I am pushed around and telling so does not make me rude or impolite. It is just standing for myself and for my beliefs. I'm not "the girl seated at the corner", I am superflorian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As parting words, I am quoting what a friend in facebook once posted:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be a made victim. Accept no one’s definition of your life. Define yourself." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;– Harvey Fiersten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;So remember, happiness is a decision. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569254748904525010" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUn3r9wcjNI/AAAAAAAAB4g/TRxnJ_phXMA/s320/69161_10150319525220002_600510001_15324357_1464330_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 234px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Jumping for joy before the Parliament Building of Canada. (Ottawa, Canada) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&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/31482461-7325703599011127590?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7325703599011127590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/girl-seated-at-corner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7325703599011127590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7325703599011127590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/girl-seated-at-corner.html' title='The girl seated at the corner'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TUn3r9wcjNI/AAAAAAAAB4g/TRxnJ_phXMA/s72-c/69161_10150319525220002_600510001_15324357_1464330_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1511266266589793571</id><published>2010-10-19T11:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T19:08:44.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just keep swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/76380_462201999077_35245929077_5286186_4164392_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/76380_462201999077_35245929077_5286186_4164392_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's funny how I used this metaphor when I myself don't know how to swim. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just thought of this little advice from Dory (character in the animated movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/span&gt;), "just keep swimming".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things that has happened in our life, some of them do not go the way we want it. But at the end of the day, we just have to "just keep swimming".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you little blue fish named Dory for the advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep on swimming - figuratively that is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Photo grabbed from Disney Pixar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1511266266589793571?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1511266266589793571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-keep-swimming.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1511266266589793571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1511266266589793571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/just-keep-swimming.html' title='Just keep swimming'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-2146748917305848613</id><published>2010-10-14T18:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T12:53:27.085-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the closet</title><content type='html'>I have been denying it for very long time now but the truth is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! I am OC! But I guess most my friends know about that already, I guess I was the last person to know...or admit at least. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I always have "the list" (i.e. what to do, which to buy) and I cross each bullet once done.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I sort things according to color and length (i.e. closet clothes according to sleeve length).&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have different colors of highlighters for different use.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have different pens and markers, all of them have my name on it because I don't want to misplace any of them until they run out of ink.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have post-its in different sizes and color.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I use those metal chord or rubber bands to tie my electronic cables.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my bag is pretty organized.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, inside my bag are pouches in all sizes and types.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I keep a bottle of rubbing alcohol in my bag.&lt;div&gt;Yes, my documents in my desktop are in sorted folders and named accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my files are named in a single format and sorted alphabetically.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I like it neat.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...very neat actually. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now deal with me! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-2146748917305848613?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/2146748917305848613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/out-of-closet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2146748917305848613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2146748917305848613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/out-of-closet.html' title='Out of the closet'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8580129517074587951</id><published>2010-10-06T21:55:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T12:43:23.912-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Then this day comes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TPAy4IVQG9I/AAAAAAAABzI/t1xqwjcdU4I/s1600/72586_10150311329790002_600510001_15177033_170817_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543987081183763410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TPAy4IVQG9I/AAAAAAAABzI/t1xqwjcdU4I/s320/72586_10150311329790002_600510001_15177033_170817_n.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 224px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this day would never come but it did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call this day: "the first day of the best days of my life". Today, I have accomplished something that I have worked really hard for. That's me smiling wide and proud wearing the best ID pass in the whole world and before one of the most prestigious buildings the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am part of the two letters I looked up to all these years and the years to come...the U.N.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, dreams do come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8580129517074587951?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8580129517074587951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/then-comes-this-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8580129517074587951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8580129517074587951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/then-comes-this-day.html' title='Then this day comes...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TPAy4IVQG9I/AAAAAAAABzI/t1xqwjcdU4I/s72-c/72586_10150311329790002_600510001_15177033_170817_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-5747229160409380926</id><published>2010-10-01T00:46:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T15:36:11.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Hello Canada! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TKV5KSDEJ9I/AAAAAAAABy4/_2XI7v5nnKg/s1600/58114_470994551290_684391290_7238762_3913493_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TKV5KSDEJ9I/AAAAAAAABy4/_2XI7v5nnKg/s320/58114_470994551290_684391290_7238762_3913493_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522953735590127570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;30 September 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my first time to step into the land of the best maple syrup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rode in a Greyhound bus from Port Authority, New York with my friend Malu to Ottawa, Canada. It was a long trip but for some reason you won't really feel it was a 10-hour trip. We had our first stop in Albany, NY then we crossed the US-Canada border where we lined up and have our passport stamped. The next stop was Montreal where we transferred to another bus to Ottawa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the bus station we hailed a cab to where we will be staying in, the By Ward Blue Inn in 157 Clarence St. After a few minutes we were already at the Inn getting ready to check in. Jose, the receptionist was really friendly and showed us the room available. (Thanks Jose!) Room rates of the Inn varies from 75 to 140 a night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since this is also a "business trip" for me, we headed out to the US Embassy on Sussex St to do my primary purpose of travel. It took me only about 10 mins to do everything since as the personnel told me, "you're in the VIP line". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met up with Malu before lunch time and we headed to the bank to change our US dollars to Canadian dollars. It was upsetting though that my 200 USD became 197+ CND only. :( But what the heck, I'm in Canada! We went to the mall across the street and had our lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed back to the Inn and rested for a few hours then out to check out the By Ward Market. :) It was sad though that it has been drizzling the whole night so it was hard to take good pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had dinner at the Clock Tower Brew Pub had a couple of drinks and headed back to the Inn to get the snooze.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night Canada. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-5747229160409380926?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/5747229160409380926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-canada.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5747229160409380926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5747229160409380926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-canada.html' title='Hello Canada! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TKV5KSDEJ9I/AAAAAAAABy4/_2XI7v5nnKg/s72-c/58114_470994551290_684391290_7238762_3913493_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-2519461887886608189</id><published>2010-09-27T21:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:51:25.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing my college girlfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559261125377502162" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSZ2ig_Dq9I/AAAAAAAAB3U/vWJ3vrLSQPc/s320/34564_10150249668695002_600510001_13601801_5489236_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Not in photo: Pam Calingasan Allarey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't exactly pin point why or how we clicked but one thing's I'm sure of, they are my true friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Thea, Pam, Zhai, and Leeann in UP. We belong to different colleges but we were roofed under one organization, UP Kalilayan. It was 1999.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since then, we have become each other's shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen, and person to go to when things get rough. Whether it be failing grades, roommates issues, complicated love lives, bitching bosses, asshole coworkers, unromantic (ex) boyfriends, complicated love lives, having a boyfriend, complicated love lives, breaking ups, complicated love lives, weddings, pregnancy, babies, travels, oh and of course complicated love lives. Name it, we have talked about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We may rarely see each other but from time to time one of us would meet the other. We kept our friendship intact for 11 years now. They never missed to greet me on my birthday. They would buzz me when they catch me online. We would email each other funny forwards and jokes. We would text each other when we have the latest chismis whether it will be showbiz or someone we actually know. :P Life will definitely be dull without them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As the years passed we tried to maintain our friendships as close as possible. Many have come and go in our lives but we are still there for each other. It's amazing how we have kept our friendship all these years. From college parties we used to throw, it's now bridal showers, weddings, baby showers, and children's party -- we definitely have come a long way. Two are happily married, one is soon-to-wed, one is happily in a relationship, and one is...well, happily single. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was wondering, what if I never met these girlfriends? Would college be as fun as it was? Definitely not. It would be like Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte, and Sam (of Sex &amp;amp; the City) not meeting each other! See, like in the series, despite all the different roles that we play and the personality that we have in our personal, career, and love lives, we respect our own individuality. Our friendships has helped us become the US we are today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life would suck without my girl friends! And even if I am thousands of miles away from you ladies, I know I can count on you just like our old rusty college days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you Thea, Lee, Pam and Zhai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. And to the men they are with today, husbands and boyfriends alike, you're such lucky bastards! Leaving them would be the greatest thing you'll ever regret! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559261132877476002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSZ2i87MMKI/AAAAAAAAB3c/ZnZcpJnBMAM/s320/23986_10150131546650002_600510001_11285240_7105826_n.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Despedida dinner for me from Pam, Thea, Zhai, and Lee with their partners at Green Tomato, Edsa Shangri-La Mall. 02/09/2010&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/31482461-2519461887886608189?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/2519461887886608189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-my-college-girlfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2519461887886608189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2519461887886608189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-my-college-girlfriend.html' title='Missing my college girlfriends'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TSZ2ig_Dq9I/AAAAAAAAB3U/vWJ3vrLSQPc/s72-c/34564_10150249668695002_600510001_13601801_5489236_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4568453134058201229</id><published>2010-09-08T02:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T02:45:40.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing my muse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Artists, musicians, and writers believes in a muse. A muse who visits or stays. Then he will have his musings and get all the inspiration to work on his piece, writing or music. I've been reading my old posts lately and I realized my writing is not as sharp as it used to be years ago. Moreover, my entries are not as long or interesting as it used to. :(  What is happening? Am I getting rusty in writing? Is my life now uninteresting as it used to? Or did my writing muse abandoned me already?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my muse so much. I hope you'll come visit soon. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;---------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy birthday Mama Mary! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-4568453134058201229?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4568453134058201229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-my-muse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4568453134058201229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4568453134058201229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/09/missing-my-muse.html' title='Missing my muse'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6331412623985008995</id><published>2010-09-02T05:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T02:24:21.092-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I almost loved you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite artists of all time is the singing group, "The Company". I can say I love almost all of their songs. But for some reason I have been constantly listening to the song "Mintik na kitang minahal" (I almost loved you) lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the complete lyrics of the song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muntik na Kitang Minahal &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by The Company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May sikreto akong sasabihin sa yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mayroong nangyaring hindi mo alam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ito'y isang lihim itinagong kay tagal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muntik na kitang minahal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Refrain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di ko noon nakayang ipadama sa yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang nararamdaman ng pusong ito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At hanggang ngayon ay naalala pa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muntik na kitang minahal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ngayon ay aaminin ko na&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na sana nga ay tayong dalawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bawat tanong mo'y iniwasan ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akala ang pag-ibig mo ay di totoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di ko alam kung ano ang nangyari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damdamin ko sa yo'y hindi ko nasabi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanggang ang puso mo'y napagod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa paghihintay kay tagal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saka ko lang naisip muntik na kitang minahal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanggang ang puso mo'y napagod&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa paghihintay kay tagal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saka ko lang naisip muntik na kitang minahal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't understand Tagalog, the song is basically about an unexpressed love and lost. Part of the song says: "Now I'll admit, I do hope that we're together, I tried to escape from your questions, I thought your love wasn't true. I didn't know what happened next, I wasn't able to express my feelings, until your got tired of waiting for so long, then I realized I almost loved you"... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6331412623985008995?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6331412623985008995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-almost-loved-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6331412623985008995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6331412623985008995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-almost-loved-you.html' title='I almost loved you...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6731813248535681880</id><published>2010-09-01T06:05:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T02:19:46.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye August...</title><content type='html'>And just like that, August flew away! I'll miss you. :(  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you next year my birthday month! You will always be a blessing to me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wake me up when September ends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6731813248535681880?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6731813248535681880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/09/goodbye-august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6731813248535681880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6731813248535681880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/09/goodbye-august.html' title='Goodbye August...'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6351108842870374125</id><published>2010-08-16T17:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:09:50.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Lucky Day! :)</title><content type='html'>I think today is one lucky day for me! Two interviews and one exam in my email, God answered my prayers again. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing how God answers my prayers. There are nights when I would write my "Dear God" letters and God, well, he is the best because he answers via email like he read my letter and he's so cool to reply electronically. I would write to him at night and the next day He would give me answers right into my inbox! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's good and I am blessed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6351108842870374125?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6351108842870374125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-lucky-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6351108842870374125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6351108842870374125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-lucky-day.html' title='Oh Lucky Day! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6588103225189551045</id><published>2010-08-07T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T18:10:40.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To all my friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGkBh0oDT2I/AAAAAAAABw4/u0pIzUbe3wc/s320/IMGP6495-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505933700011085666" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My FB wishers&lt;/b&gt;. margie. ava. mike d. bestie. joan. jan. elyse. cyril. glenna. lily. rachel. michelle. malu. amie. ghel. hannah. tin b. sandy. philippe. karen. ann. leidz. monette. bhonz. zeline. marianne. yoj. noel. jasper. caloi. ice. kaye. aimee. best. bien. daphne. vera. jehan. raymond. ross. mina. kat. nica. honey. nelson. dorie. vanity. francine. bibs. mary ann. joan. don. rona. audrey. tin g. raizel. lourdes. tuts. ryan. gem. ems may. lorecar. shey. wezie. maris. jabe. marie. ate glo. faye. thea. nelson n. marvin. libs. chong. iroy. nickel. may a. james. kathy. zosimo. julius. glenn. tina. ryan d. rosa. magra. alice. icee. nikka. jiru. ayee. faith. nikki. belle. marian. jamby. jojit. tin h. jb. pam. steph. mitch. lanie. amiel. cuela. mamee. seb. paulo h. marilen. alex t. keks. gidge. jen. ronals. verl. pauline a. ruthie. let. sasha. monica. arwin. karren. boj. glena. duday. cj. irish b. ferdz. jhack. harvey. jeanly. gem. mikegirl. arvy. ali. phebe. allan a. arlene c. assy. claire l. chareon. ger. loi. irish a. pauline t. ceejay. bok. babista. mama agnes. je. awe. kaye c. travel life. cathy g. jerick. debbie. ming. rudy. ackey. diann. joanna. alquin. hera. edel. khat. mik c. terry. anna z. marize. cathryn w. franz. jason l. bebet. kit. agnes e. shane. maan. katrina. allen. margie q. aya. victor. art. rhea. glai. joel. jolene. shei. karen p. uncle ed. von. choed. oli. bubbles. pierra. eenai. leeann. kay. janet. kaaz. mike. desiree. lui. elwin. michael. kat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My family&lt;/b&gt;. nanay. tatay. ate cerel. ate nette. elwin. bhonz. cj. dm. inay. tatay nito. uncle edz. ate veny. tito tomy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My friends from the UN&lt;/b&gt;. ino. martin. rose. liticia. maan. melanie. rico. peter martin. malu. ace. margie. patrick. dorie. bianca. alexi. malcolm. saleem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My NYC famil&lt;/b&gt;y. tita marlyn. tito nelson. lynell. john. rhyan. tita raquel. tita yolly. tito rey. ninong hildo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;NYC friends&lt;/b&gt;. carlo. fj. joan. mialy. ted. jovy. don. dennise. gary.brandon. magboo. lawrence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got over 200 facebook greetings, several text messages, a lot of personal greetings and 3 birthday cards received. Your love is very much felt! I'm thankful to have good friends like you. You made my August 7, 2010 very special. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/31482461-6588103225189551045?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6588103225189551045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/08/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6588103225189551045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6588103225189551045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/08/thank-you.html' title='Thank You! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGkBh0oDT2I/AAAAAAAABw4/u0pIzUbe3wc/s72-c/IMGP6495-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1843153800578321862</id><published>2010-08-05T22:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T22:40:45.115-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Kita Keats! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGtG_Wj7FfI/AAAAAAAABxA/k2X4BJiEp9o/s320/Florian%27s+Bday+Invite.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506573023592519154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you can't read the text above, it says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Join me in my 1st birthday in New York City!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August 6, 2010 6PM onwards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keats Karaoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;842 Second Ave. (between 44th &amp;amp;45th)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New York, New York&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~florian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/31482461-1843153800578321862?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1843153800578321862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/08/kita-keats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1843153800578321862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1843153800578321862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/08/kita-keats.html' title='Kita Keats! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGtG_Wj7FfI/AAAAAAAABxA/k2X4BJiEp9o/s72-c/Florian%27s+Bday+Invite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-5310204596687042950</id><published>2010-07-24T04:39:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T17:58:10.233-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brooklyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Movies with a View</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's always a first time in every thing like today marks one of my firsts...my first time to watch an open field movie screening in NYC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was with my friend Jovy and we arrived in the venue more than an hour before the screening of the movie &lt;i&gt;The Big Lebowski&lt;/i&gt; (1998). From Pier 6 of the Brooklyn Bridge Park, I can see the lovely city view of Manhattan and Brooklyn Bridge. There were very few spaces left to put mats on. The lawn was so packed of people on their blankets or mats, having a little picnic or chatting with friends before the movie rolled. After a couple of speeches from the head of Parks and Recreation Department of the city just when the sun set, the movie started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGjya0BR3II/AAAAAAAABwY/LKzuC679DTc/s320/IMGP6543.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505917086914960514" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hundreds of people on their mats waiting for the movie screening&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGjybEG6vgI/AAAAAAAABwg/QCCwIEbev7k/s320/IMGP6544.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505917091233578498" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi with the crowd of movie goers. (Notice the Manhattan skyline at the background)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGjyZ3BH4fI/AAAAAAAABwI/nVQzFJARCDM/s320/IMGP6539.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505917070539743730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Manhattan skyline and Brooklyn Bridge over East River&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGjybjYUyYI/AAAAAAAABwo/8NAAZXVISRE/s320/IMGP6560.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505917099628087682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then the movie started at passed 8PM. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the many things I love about summer in New York City is its lots of park activities and most of them are FREE! The movie rolled and I was giddy to have my first outdoor movie in NYC. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know I've been saying this often but I'm saying it again, I'm inlove with New York City! ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For more details about the Movies with a View and its schedule for Summer 2010, check out: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brooklynbridgepark.org/index.cfm?objectid=ef670b44-3048-2c77-f20c2202337458ed"&gt;http://www.brooklynbridgepark.org/index.cfm?objectid=ef670b44-3048-2c77-f20c2202337458ed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-5310204596687042950?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/5310204596687042950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/brooklyn-bridge-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5310204596687042950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/5310204596687042950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/brooklyn-bridge-park.html' title='Movies with a View'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TGjya0BR3II/AAAAAAAABwY/LKzuC679DTc/s72-c/IMGP6543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-228131985060191680</id><published>2010-07-21T23:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T03:48:40.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing!</title><content type='html'>You you know that "&lt;b&gt;Message from God&lt;/b&gt;" application in facebook where you would supposedly read God's message to you? It can sometimes get very freaky!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at "His" message to me today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.armoona.com/godwantsyouprod/logo3.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 90px;" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;On this day, God wants you to know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;... that tonight you can turn your worries to God, and have a good night's sleep. You've been worrying too much about the future lately. So tonight, go ahead, put your faith in God, and just have a peaceful evening and a restful sleep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sapul e. Kalowka!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been a tough day for me. It started very early and for some reason I couldn't get back to sleep. I was restless. Then followed by a bad news that broke my heart. Then worries, confusion, cold sweat and irregular heart beat. I had to go out of the house and have a brisk walk. But since I am a positive person, I still look into it as "ice cream". After several phone calls to close friends, a personal talk to a neighbor friend and a long conversation with my mom, I feel better. That's the whip cream. Then this message from God. It's the cherry on top of the ice cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I comparing my bad day to an ice cream? Because a day maybe cold, but there are people who makes it sweeter, and God tops our day and assures us that we can always turn our worries to Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-228131985060191680?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/228131985060191680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/228131985060191680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/228131985060191680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/amazing.html' title='Amazing!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7836284096858192762</id><published>2010-07-20T17:56:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T03:30:02.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unleashed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TEY_YLyTf-I/AAAAAAAABvw/tIJiJ97MvdE/s1600/IMGP5888-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TEY_YLyTf-I/AAAAAAAABvw/tIJiJ97MvdE/s320/IMGP5888-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496150079965462498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So man&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;y things running in my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many paranoia passing through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What will happen?&lt;br /&gt;What will I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will this be over?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When will all these be through?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Florian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20 July 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photographed by Superflorian @ Hershey Park Parking Lot, Pennsylvania. USA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/31482461-7836284096858192762?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7836284096858192762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/unleashed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7836284096858192762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7836284096858192762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/unleashed.html' title='Unleashed'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TEY_YLyTf-I/AAAAAAAABvw/tIJiJ97MvdE/s72-c/IMGP5888-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6710784454496289917</id><published>2010-07-14T04:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:22:19.562-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>It's the Climb!</title><content type='html'>This song is my recent LSS and surprisingly it says what's in my heart... It's the climb! I highlighted my favorite parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I’m dreaming but&lt;br /&gt;There’s a voice inside my head sayin',&lt;br /&gt;You’ll never reach it,&lt;br /&gt;Every step I’m taking,&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My faith is shaking but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got to keep trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got to keep my head held high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I’m always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’m gonna have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It’s the climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The struggles I’m facing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The chances I’m taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes might knock me down but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No I’m not breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know it&lt;br /&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to remember most yeah&lt;br /&gt;Just got to keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got to be strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just keep pushing on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause...There’s always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I’m always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I’m gonna to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It’s the climb (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s always going to be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;I’m always going to want to make it move&lt;br /&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you going to have to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t about how fast I get there,&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t about what’s waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt;It’s the climb (yeah yeah ea ea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep climbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep the faith baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about&lt;br /&gt;The climb&lt;br /&gt;Keep the faith&lt;br /&gt;Keep your faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa a oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6710784454496289917?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6710784454496289917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-climb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6710784454496289917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6710784454496289917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-climb.html' title='It&apos;s the Climb!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-414504197682824188</id><published>2010-07-09T19:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:23:06.251-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP-Diliman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UAAP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><title type='text'>UAAP Season 73!</title><content type='html'>It's that time of the year! UAAP Season 73 will be on today in Manila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's go UP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 10, Araneta Coliseum 1:00 pm Opening Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 10, Araneta Coliseum 2:00 pm &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DLSU vs UP&lt;/span&gt; 4:00 pm UST vs UE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 11, Araneta Coliseum 2:00 pm AdU vs NU 4:00 pm FEU vs ADMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 15, Philsports Arena 2:00 pm ADMU vs AdU 4:00 pm NU vs DLSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 17, Philsports Arena 2:00 pm NU vs FEU 4:00 pm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;UP vs AdU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 18, Philsports Arena 2:00 pm ADMU vs UST 4:00 pm UE vs DLSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 22, Araneta Coliseum 2:00 pm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;UP vs UST&lt;/span&gt; 4:00 pm FEU vs UE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 24, Araneta Coliseum 2:00 pm UE vs NU 4:00 pm DLSU vs ADMU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 25, Philsports Arena 2:00 pm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;UP vs FEU&lt;/span&gt; 4:00 pm UST vs AdU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 29, Araneta Coliseum 2:00 pm DLSU vs FEU 4:00 pm NU vs UST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 31, Araneta Coliseum 2:00 pm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;UE vs UP&lt;/span&gt; 4:00 pm FEU vs AdU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 1, Philsports Arena 2:00 pm NU vs ADMU 4:00 pm UST vs DLSU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 5, Araneta Coliseum 2:00 pm AdU vs UE 4:00 pm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;ADMU vs UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 7, Fil-Oil Arena 2:00 pm &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP vs NU&lt;/span&gt; 4:00 pm UST vs FEU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 8, Philsports Arena 2:00 pm AdU vs DLSU 4:00 pm ADMU vs UE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-414504197682824188?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/414504197682824188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/uaap-season-73.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/414504197682824188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/414504197682824188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/uaap-season-73.html' title='UAAP Season 73!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6040247321220017312</id><published>2010-07-07T16:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:41:20.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Switch</title><content type='html'>I switched to AT&amp;amp;T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After five months of weak signal and expensive per minute call, I finally switched to AT&amp;amp;T with unlimited call prepaid plan. It's so funny because my friends got ecstatic to know about this news. They were like, "Florian, FINALLY!!!" -- hahaha. I'm so glad I switched. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6040247321220017312?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6040247321220017312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/switch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6040247321220017312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6040247321220017312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/switch.html' title='Switch'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3285974767847360014</id><published>2010-07-06T15:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T00:41:19.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's getting hot in here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TDOIg7Pv2UI/AAAAAAAABus/pgLrbevjfnw/s1600/07.06.2010+weather+today.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TDOIg7Pv2UI/AAAAAAAABus/pgLrbevjfnw/s400/07.06.2010+weather+today.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490882469935700290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So far, today tops as my hottest day in the United States! At 103 degrees Fahrenheit or 40 degrees Celcius,  I am definitely not going out until the temperature declines. Sayang, the day is long since the sun will be setting at 8:30PM pa naman. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3285974767847360014?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3285974767847360014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-getting-hot-in-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3285974767847360014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3285974767847360014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-getting-hot-in-here.html' title='It&apos;s getting hot in here!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TDOIg7Pv2UI/AAAAAAAABus/pgLrbevjfnw/s72-c/07.06.2010+weather+today.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1795224631297277374</id><published>2010-07-05T03:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T03:47:36.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday CJ! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday to my dearest brother CJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May all your dreams come true! Aim high, learn to fly until you touch that sky! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TDWCT-7g08I/AAAAAAAABvI/nJL-8Gw_smo/s1600/07.05.10+IMGP4790-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TDWCT-7g08I/AAAAAAAABvI/nJL-8Gw_smo/s320/07.05.10+IMGP4790-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491438600469926850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My most recent picture with Ceej before I left home -- A few days before Valentine's Day we had a "romantic" family dinner (complete with wine, roses and heart-shaped chocolate dessert) cum despedida party at Bayview Industrial Park (formerly known as Hopewell Power Plant) in Pagbilao, Quezon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-1795224631297277374?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1795224631297277374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-cj.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1795224631297277374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1795224631297277374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-cj.html' title='Happy birthday CJ! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TDWCT-7g08I/AAAAAAAABvI/nJL-8Gw_smo/s72-c/07.05.10+IMGP4790-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-2863482937529165008</id><published>2010-06-29T21:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:23:49.543-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Bitter Happiness</title><content type='html'>I coined this oxymoron. It means, you are happy now but you know that it will be short lived and bitterness will take over in the long run. Case in point: I talked to an old friend today. We were happy talking about good stuff and we were having good laughs; but assuming what we talked about will happen soon, it would mean we would have to live apart and not see each other for a long time...very long time. We maybe happy for each other's success but that happiness is also a bitter pill to take in the long run. &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-2863482937529165008?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/2863482937529165008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/bitter-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2863482937529165008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/2863482937529165008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/bitter-happiness.html' title='Bitter Happiness'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-3063868077470698140</id><published>2010-06-28T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T03:43:56.743-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>A Run in the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's always refreshing to talk to friends when confusion strikes. Tonight, I had a great time jogging around the Central Park Reservoir with my good friends Anne and Monica. It was a refreshing brisk walk with the beautiful Manhattan skyline. I needed this time... a time to release stress while walking and a time to talk to friends to express my heart aches and frustrations. I love Central Park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCrjLXJrACI/AAAAAAAABt8/ony9wtIBB58/s320/28062010(001).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488448880237019170" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Central Park Reservoir at 8PM while jogging with friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCr0rSI33FI/AAAAAAAABuE/ODSIraxY3DI/s320/28062010.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488468120344976466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The stunning New York City skyline at 820PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-3063868077470698140?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/3063868077470698140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/run-in-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3063868077470698140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/3063868077470698140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/run-in-park.html' title='A Run in the Park'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCrjLXJrACI/AAAAAAAABt8/ony9wtIBB58/s72-c/28062010(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-926074541423134887</id><published>2010-06-24T06:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T00:41:38.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So hot!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's summer and the temperature today raised up to 92 degrees F! Whoa! I feel like I'm in the tropical Asia less the humidity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I don't want to go out in this kind of weather and I'm craving for cold drinks now, I listed some of my refreshing fixes I enjoyed in the past hot-not-necessarily-summer days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1) Halo-halo. &lt;/b&gt;Philippine's favorite cold dessert! From the word "halo" (meaning mix), halo-halo is mixture of varied fruits, beans, and sweets -- red beans, jackfruit, sweet beans, sweet potato, sweetened banana, nata de coco, corn, ube, pinipig (local cereal), leche flan -- in a bowl or tall glass of crushed ice, milk and sugar. Top halo-halo with ice cream and you'll have halo-halo special! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCR2jH-IBOI/AAAAAAAABtM/WAPuIiMPWEU/s320/DSC02805-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486640591851226338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi with the great view of Panglao Beach in Bohol, Philippines while enjoying my halo-halo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2) Fruit Shakes. &lt;/b&gt;Fruit shakes are refreshing healthy options to beat the summer heat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCR4G4oXEqI/AAAAAAAABtk/YOtWull5Gvw/s320/DSC06309.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486642305720324770" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi enjoying my green mango shake by the beach of Verde Island, Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) Starbuck's Frapuccino.&lt;/b&gt; I have to refresh and keep awake so I always go for Starbuck's frapuccino! I personally prefer Mocha Frapuccino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCR2iWgroOI/AAAAAAAABtE/ibPxcR1J0Jc/s320/DSC01734.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486640578574393570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi and my tall mocha frap double shots in Starbucks Greenbelt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) Ice cream. &lt;/b&gt;Summer equals ice cream! Whether it be on top of a banana, on a cake or on a rich chocolate shake (like my favorite), ice cream will always be THE ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCR2j6iJZ_I/AAAAAAAABtc/JZLdP415f1U/s320/DSC05228-1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486640605424084978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not exactly an ice cream but feels like it. I love the Frozen Hot Chocolate of Serendipity 3 Cafe at the upper east side, New York City. It feels like ice cream, only you can use straw when it's melted. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;5) Cold Red Bean Dessert.&lt;/b&gt; It's famous in the South East Asia. Its sweet and cold sensation makes one crave for more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCR4Hfl7VWI/AAAAAAAABts/Gq17a_MqxFk/s320/DSC08078-1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486642316179101026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had this red bean cold dessert in Lee Cafe at Siam Paragon in Bangkok, Thailand. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6) Chocolate Shake. &lt;/b&gt;What can go wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCR2jRg7cVI/AAAAAAAABtU/p59ckIzIsV0/s320/DSC04168.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486640594413121874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi and my chocolate shake with whipped cream at Figaro Cafe in Angeles City Pampanga, Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7) Cold Soy Milk.&lt;/b&gt; I love soy milk! I personally like the ones from Jollibean and Mr. Bean in Singapore and the flavored soy milk of Soy Magic from the Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCR2h5ltvGI/AAAAAAAABs8/5bLVQzJ9u50/s320/DSC00194.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486640570810874978" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi enjoying my Jollibean soy milk while walking around Pasir Ris Park in Singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-926074541423134887?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/926074541423134887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-hot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/926074541423134887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/926074541423134887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-hot.html' title='So hot!!!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCR2jH-IBOI/AAAAAAAABtM/WAPuIiMPWEU/s72-c/DSC02805-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7167456110196473380</id><published>2010-06-23T04:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T06:18:50.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>You just have to keep the faith on your dreams and faith to yourself for things will fall into its proper places. But most importantly, believe in God's love for you. He has his plans and he will never let you suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will happen in HIS time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-7167456110196473380?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7167456110196473380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7167456110196473380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7167456110196473380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6223808984152658013</id><published>2010-06-22T04:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T04:57:05.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Worrying is normal</title><content type='html'>I'm not a worrywart. In fact most of the time, it would be me who would say, "Chill. Everything will be fine, relax." -- my friends can attest to that. But the thing is, I also worry. Why? Because most of the time I plan things ahead and when I feel like things are not going according to plan and time is not on my side, I worry.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll admit, I am worried now. Many things have been running on my mind. I'm worried because of some uncertainties I have. I'm worried because I don't want to be disappointed. I'm worried because I don't want the people dear to me to be disappointed. I'm worried because I am afraid to fail -- and I hate failing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know how to kill these worries -- FAITH. As the saying goes, "feed your faith, and your doubt will starve to death". Today, I will go to the church and pray. I know God will listen and He will take away my worries. God is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6223808984152658013?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6223808984152658013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/worrying-is-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6223808984152658013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6223808984152658013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/worrying-is-normal.html' title='Worrying is normal'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6734075784823645268</id><published>2010-06-21T03:53:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:47:54.349-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life is simple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One of the things I always tell my younger siblings (biological and non-biological -- meaning my friends) is this, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Things do not have to be complicated. Life can be simple."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I say this advice whether we are talking about designs, clothes, school, work, love life and life in general. Honestly, I believe we are subconsciously wanting to make things complicated to justify our own mediocrity. Maybe because we are afraid of losing, or maybe because we are afraid of taking risks, or maybe we are afraid to leave our comfort zones, or maybe because you haven't move on; but bottom line, it can be simpler!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are sad, and you want to be happy, why dwell on your sadness? Go out. Do stuff that makes you happy. If you are frustrated, why don't you do something productive to lessen your frustration? Do what you do best. Get a hobby. If you feel sick about your job, why don't you quit and search for other jobs? Stop whining and move forward. If you want to stop crying, why don't you do things that will make smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite movie quotes tells how life can be simpler and it was said in short words -- "If you want something, go get it. Period." from &lt;i&gt;The Pursuit of Happyness&lt;/i&gt;. I don't think that statement is complicated, it says it all. Now if you are not doing your best to pursue or end something, then I guess you never wanted it so much in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I decided to move on from my old blog template which has been its look since October 2007. I had become ambitious to apply new and complicated designs and template but, I decided to make it simpler. I wanted my blog not to look poseur - trying hard to be serious, mature or responsible; so I chose fresh, light and simple design. Life need not to be complicated anyway! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCSFoSyFI0I/AAAAAAAABt0/PHo9ICXqJ5g/s320/Second+Blog+layout.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486657173327258434" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last screen shot of superflorian's look in the past years.&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/31482461-6734075784823645268?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6734075784823645268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-simple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6734075784823645268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6734075784823645268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/life-is-simple.html' title='Life is simple'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCSFoSyFI0I/AAAAAAAABt0/PHo9ICXqJ5g/s72-c/Second+Blog+layout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-912699988368102193</id><published>2010-06-20T05:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T05:53:09.171-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCHY0b4RWBI/AAAAAAAABsc/gEVKJwRCMXE/s1600/IMGP4108-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCHY0b4RWBI/AAAAAAAABsc/gEVKJwRCMXE/s320/IMGP4108-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485904216462546962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the first man who loved me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Father's Day Tatay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter, how much I deny it, I still can't get through the obvious that we look alike. I love you and I miss you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-912699988368102193?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/912699988368102193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/912699988368102193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/912699988368102193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCHY0b4RWBI/AAAAAAAABsc/gEVKJwRCMXE/s72-c/IMGP4108-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-1651579792475436277</id><published>2010-06-19T08:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:55:35.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To travel the world!</title><content type='html'>So yes, I love traveling and exploring different cultures. So I put up a list of cities and countries I want to visit in the next 10 years or so - in no particular order. Runners up or should I say, included in my next 20-year or so travel plans are: Turkey, Italy, Vietnam (Saigon), Australia (Sydney), India, Palau Islands, South Africa, Greece (Athens, Santorini), Germany, Israel (Jerusalem).&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Cairo and Giza, Egypt.&lt;/b&gt; I want to see before my very eyes the great Pyramids of Giza and be amazed that I was stepping on the very old land that was many times mentioned in the bible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Tokyo, Japan&lt;/b&gt;. Growing up with Bioman, Maskman, Shaider and Ultraman, I thought that Tokyo is part of the Philippines. (Hey, don't blame me. They were dubbed in Tagalog!) Later on, it has been my dream to live in Japan since I have been astonished with my Dad's stories from his visits. Although technically, I have stepped on the Japanese soil in a stopover at the Narita Airport in Tokyo, my craving for Japan wasn't sufficed at all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)&lt;b&gt; United Arab Emirates&lt;/b&gt;. More than the experience of travelling in the gulf region, the dessert, and experiencing the royal life like in the movie Sex &amp;amp; the City 2, I want to visit my childhood best friend who's now based in Abu Dhabi. I want to spend quality time with Joan just like our younger years. I miss her so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;Siem Reap, Cambodia&lt;/b&gt;. History of Asian civilization was a mandatory course both in my high school and college studies and you can't pass this requirement without learning about the Angkor Wat in Cambodia. If you didn't pay attention with your history teacher then, I was referring to the place where Lara Croft (Angelina Jolie) got the "key" in the movie, Tomb Raider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5) &lt;b&gt;Beijing, China.&lt;/b&gt; I've been to China but not in Beijing. Again, I want to do what my dad did -- jog on the Great Wall of China! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6) &lt;b&gt;Vancouver, Canada&lt;/b&gt;. My dad said this is his favorite place from all of his travels. He said, it was relaxing, stress-free and fun. I have to check it out myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7) &lt;b&gt;Hawaii, USA.&lt;/b&gt; I love beaches, hula skirts, tropical flowers, beach weddings, the movie 50 First Dates, and Lilo &amp;amp; Stitch! Therefore, I ought to love Hawaii!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8) &lt;b&gt;Peru.&lt;/b&gt; I watched a travel feature about Peru from the show "Pinoy meets World" and I have been interested about it since then. I want to see the geoglyps from above and hike to Machu Pichu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9) &lt;b&gt;Brazil.&lt;/b&gt; I have read most of the books of Paulo Coelho and I have been curious on the places he mentioned in there like Santiago and Rio de Janeiro. Meeting Mr. Coelho in person will definitely be a great bonus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10) &lt;b&gt;Paris, France.&lt;/b&gt; They say it's overrated. But what the heck, I want to feel the vibe in city of lights! Who am I to resist? Even Jose Rizal used to go to Paris to unwind from his studies in Spain!&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/31482461-1651579792475436277?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/1651579792475436277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-travel-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1651579792475436277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/1651579792475436277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-travel-world.html' title='To travel the world!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-6614994770001795934</id><published>2010-06-18T21:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:58:22.015-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><title type='text'>Good News! :)</title><content type='html'>I got an email from my friend who sent me a link to my dream agency/organization. She's encouraging me to apply since the organization is looking for staff urgently. I really hope I can get in! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-6614994770001795934?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/6614994770001795934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6614994770001795934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/6614994770001795934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-news.html' title='Good News! :)'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4993963129163650190</id><published>2010-06-16T18:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T07:50:07.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philippines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Pinas places I want to visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TBlXS3FKw4I/AAAAAAAABsE/kpQFMH3JQ50/s1600/philippine-map-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TBlXS3FKw4I/AAAAAAAABsE/kpQFMH3JQ50/s200/philippine-map-2.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483510002835178370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I guess one of the things I regret doing before leaving Pinas (the Philippines) is to explore its beauty more. I know how beautiful my country is and I am proud of it. It has the best beaches (the beaches abroad that I've been to are not even close on how sexy Philippine beaches are!), lush mountains and reservoirs, historical architecture, diverse culture, sweetest fruits, savory food, and amazing people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Shamely, I've really not been around Pinas. Last year, I made an effort to explore Pinas and I was able to see more of it but my list went on. Today, I put together a list of my dream places which I will visit in the future. In time, I will cross them out. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pinas Places I'll Visit Soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Batanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've read, watched, and seen (so many) photos about Batanes. Even in my dreams, I can see myself visiting the Marlboro country, Sabtang lighthouse, Savidug houses, Fundacion Pacita and buying stuff at the Honesty store. And imagine 0% crime rate? I'm already in love with the place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ilocos Sur and Ilocos Norte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I want to visit the Bangui Windmills, Paoay Church, Calle Crisologo (UNESCO World Heritage), Fort Ilocandia, and Pagudpud beach. I also want to visit the late former president and dictator Ferdinand Marcos remains and be amazed on how the Marcoses have developed their home province through their decades of power and influence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sagada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here's a confession, I've been wanting to see the rice terraces since grade 1. I don't know, maybe because I have seen it in textbooks that subconsciously I said to myself, "makakadating ako jan" (I'll get there). I want to see the Banaue Rice Terraces, Sumaguing caves, Hanging coffin, and Cordillera Mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mt. Pinatubo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I was in fourth grade when Mt. Pinatubo erupted and now I want to see the Mt. Pinatubo crater. A couple of years ago, I have heard of the "Mt. Pinatubo adventure" a friend of mine tried it and she had a lot fun. I guess, it's now my turn to have that kind of adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Palawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No offense, but I think Palawan beaches are sexier than Boracay. It has more "attitude" with its beaches, falls, lagoons, mountains, islands, and caves in El Nido, Coron, and Busuanga among others. Plus, they have animal and nature reserves like Lawak Island Bird Sanctuary, Likas Island Marine Turtles Sanctuary and Calauit Safari Park. Such a paradise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;6) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Zambales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've been to Zambales but haven't been to its Capones Island and Anawangin Cove. I've seen photos from my friends' facebook pages and the scenes are such picturesque! A photography enthusiasts would like to visit it soon...*clears throat*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bicol Region&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've seen it in post cards and I want to see its majestic presence myself. I want to see Mt. Mayon and Cagsawa Ruins in Bicol... and takes loads of photos with them! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;8) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Iloilo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm a hardcore UP maroon and it has been my goal to visit all the UP campuses around the country. I've been been to six so far (Diliman, Los Banos, Manila, Baguio, Pampanga, and Cebu), next stop will be UP Miag-ao, Iloilo. Aside from my personal goal, I also want to see the stunning architecture of old churches of the province and witness its infamous Dinagyang festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;9) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Davao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I think of nature adventure, Davao pops into my mind instantly. Why not? The highest mountain in the Philippines, Mt.Apo is in Davao. It also houses a crocodile farm, The Philippine Eagle Center, and Eden Nature Park. And since a part of Davao is Muslim, it's also interesting to check on mosques and Museo Dabawenyo to learn more about its people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;10) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aklan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm a fan of festivals and I've been interested with the Ati-atihan Festival since I was young. It's a festival in honor of the child Jesus and where people celebrate by street dancing covered with black coal (or is it paint?) in his honor. I would like to visit Kalibo for the Ati-atihan Festival and well, the famous Boracay on the side trip. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So many beautiful places, so little time, but I will make sure I will visit these places! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P.S. If you are wondering why I haven't included some popular provinces like Cebu, Bohol, Pampanga, Pangasinan, Mindoro, Bataan, Benguet (Baguio),  Laguna and Quezon. It's because I have wrote about them in a different entry: Pinas Places I've Fallen Love With. :)&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/31482461-4993963129163650190?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4993963129163650190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/pinas-places-i-want-to-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4993963129163650190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4993963129163650190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/pinas-places-i-want-to-visit.html' title='Pinas places I want to visit'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TBlXS3FKw4I/AAAAAAAABsE/kpQFMH3JQ50/s72-c/philippine-map-2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8823425497804085863</id><published>2010-06-07T00:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T03:02:44.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toddlers say the cutest lines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My sister, a college dean, brought her son to the university where he heard his mom's secretary and students call her, "Ma'am". He secretly asked his mom, "mom, anak mo din tila?" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nephew cracks the best lines ever! :) I so miss my nephew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8823425497804085863?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8823425497804085863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/toddlers-say-cutest-lines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8823425497804085863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8823425497804085863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/06/toddlers-say-cutest-lines.html' title='Toddlers say the cutest lines!'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8717417011759235031</id><published>2010-05-22T23:15:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T07:01:09.126-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='college'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>College Classmates in NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We could have only been dreaming if it's still 2004 when we say, "let's meet up in New York City." But six years after graduation, we indeed met up thousands of miles away from our former university. Today, we met up in one of the busiest district in the busiest city in world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little reunion started when I met up with Joan in Roosevelt Ave station in Queens. While in the 7 train we catch up a bit and talked about our personal lives in the Big Apple. We got off at Times Square stop and walked towards the hotel where Francine and family would be checking in. As we approach the hotel, we saw a group unloading luggages from an airport service van. It was Francine's family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next scenes were followed by shrieks and hugs. We were so happy to see each other! We were carried away with excitement that some passersby look at us because we were screaming endlessly. We were just so happy to see each other. We entered the hotel, checked-in and headed towards their room. After a few minutes we headed out with Francine's three sisters, mom and dad. We had a super late lunch in a Chinese restaurant nearby as they were hungry from their trip from Ohio. We walked towards the Times Square, then towards the Rockefeller Center, then to 5th Ave and finally to the Apple Store near Central Park, but of course there was a lot of chimisan along the way! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a really fun afternoon and we'll definitely meet again before Francine leaves New York City. :)&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TIN4I7PH7zI/AAAAAAAAByI/BYBpjApcYUU/s320/28986_394756092849_607407849_3860093_7545062_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513382463567032114" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Francine and Joan, my college classmates at Times Square, New York City. 21 May 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8717417011759235031?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8717417011759235031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/05/college-classmates-in-nyc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8717417011759235031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8717417011759235031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/05/college-classmates-in-nyc.html' title='College Classmates in NYC'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TIN4I7PH7zI/AAAAAAAAByI/BYBpjApcYUU/s72-c/28986_394756092849_607407849_3860093_7545062_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-4779333772295049997</id><published>2010-05-11T21:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T21:45:23.457-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenorio/Jorge on Fifth Avenue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pinoy shoe designer Brian Tenorio and bag designer Emi Jorge exhibit their new designs at the Philippine Consulate on Fifth Avenue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCvukJZdPZI/AAAAAAAABuM/rhvBXy5KF0U/s320/Tenorio1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488742875646475666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congratulations Brian! :) We're proud of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/31482461-4779333772295049997?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/4779333772295049997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/05/tenoriojorge-on-fifth-avenue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4779333772295049997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/4779333772295049997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/05/tenoriojorge-on-fifth-avenue.html' title='Tenorio/Jorge on Fifth Avenue'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCvukJZdPZI/AAAAAAAABuM/rhvBXy5KF0U/s72-c/Tenorio1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-8346598879067486551</id><published>2010-01-05T20:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:06:58.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Ann's Ever After</title><content type='html'>Today, my dear friend Lee Ann joined "my married friends" list...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCNGY9JbSRI/AAAAAAAABss/L41ELhZohM0/s320/DSC03963.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486306165612300562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I must admit that I have never seen Lee Ann this happy. She looks so pretty in her wedding dress and her radiant smile makes her shine even more. As Lee Ann said, she's already "quota for one month of smiles" just for that day -- it's ok Lee, it just proves how happy you are! :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mikko is one lucky man to have Lee as her life partner. I wish they can have little Mico's and little Lee Ann's soon! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCNGZw9TphI/AAAAAAAABs0/nSsLSYdY7MA/s1600/DSC04047.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/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCNGZw9TphI/AAAAAAAABs0/nSsLSYdY7MA/s320/DSC04047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486306179520112146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lee, thank you for sharing one of your happiest days with me as one of your bride's maids. Now, your ever after starts with your prince. Remember, I'll always be there for you and (now with) Mikko... where ever I maybe. Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCNGYCwTjhI/AAAAAAAABsk/u3Zy2WivNwM/s1600/Leeann3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCNGYCwTjhI/AAAAAAAABsk/u3Zy2WivNwM/s320/Leeann3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486306149937679890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whether we're single or married, we're friends forevah! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31482461-8346598879067486551?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/8346598879067486551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/01/lee-anns-ever-after.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8346598879067486551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/8346598879067486551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2010/01/lee-anns-ever-after.html' title='Lee Ann&apos;s Ever After'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TCNGY9JbSRI/AAAAAAAABss/L41ELhZohM0/s72-c/DSC03963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31482461.post-7078307728453117903</id><published>2009-11-08T16:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T07:16:19.472-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On my own'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Just the usual weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Living alone is a learning experience. Aside from doing the usual chores of cleaning the house, washing clothes, ironing clothes, washing dishes, cooking my own food, there is also running errands like paying my bills and grocery shopping. With all these chores, my whole Saturday is already occupied. But the good thing with all these is that I am responsible to what ever I do. Everything is the consequence of my decision. If I don't cook, I'll starve. If I don't wash clothes, I will not have clothes to wear. I don't have anyone to blame but myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since I promised to eat more healthy, I started it with my groceries. Here's the bunch of bags with my groceries...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TH4OhN2r0GI/AAAAAAAABxo/UiI0XY9fCwI/s320/DSC03264.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511858957765562466" /&gt;And here's after unpacking them. Next thing to do: sort them which will go to the fridge and which will go to the pantry cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TH4OhuYhY4I/AAAAAAAABxw/MkU3RzBfG2M/s320/DSC03265.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511858966497420162" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As you can see, I bought some oatmeal, bananas, cereal, soy milk, bangus, Yakult, eggs, wheat bread, and sotanghon soup. Forgive the mayonaise, it's for the sandwich. :P I think this is a good start. :)&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/31482461-7078307728453117903?l=superflorian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/feeds/7078307728453117903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-usual-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7078307728453117903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31482461/posts/default/7078307728453117903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superflorian.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-usual-weekend.html' title='Just the usual weekend'/><author><name>Super Florian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08938886377927505849</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4U1KrHvzH2o/TZnyKBafZoI/AAAAAAAAB64/bEqkXZhhpf4/s220/207578_611211071321_37000742_34941147_6937251_n-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sxkcYccpHhI/TH4OhN2r0GI/AAAAAAAABxo/UiI0XY9fCwI/s72-c/DSC03264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
