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lewis'/><category term='memories'/><category term='maria aragon'/><category term='starbucks'/><category term='monitor'/><category term='mulan'/><category term='happiness'/><category term='princess velasco'/><category term='lesson'/><category term='annoying people'/><category term='hero'/><category term='sister'/><category term='superman'/><category term='overtime'/><category term='miracle'/><category term='arnel pineda'/><category term='office'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='nicola peltz'/><category term='stress'/><category term='les miserables'/><category term='pilipinas got talent'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='politics'/><category term='rico yan'/><category term='2010'/><category term='good friday'/><category term='lettermen'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='book'/><category term='journey'/><category term='blog'/><category term='cebu'/><category term='davao'/><category term='life'/><category term='season'/><category term='blogger'/><category 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If therefore, there be any goodness I can show, or any good thing I can do, let me do it now for I shall not pass this way again...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>648</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1448763605873984853</id><published>2012-01-20T05:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T05:46:37.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='les miserables'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>30 Les Mis Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been centuries since I last did a challenge, and I lost. &lt;i&gt;Haha!&lt;/i&gt; A week before opening night for our own humble interpretation of &lt;b&gt;Les Misérables&lt;/b&gt;, what could be a more appropriate challenge than a one about the world's greatest musical. I will start tomorrow, and hopefully be able to continue despite my &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SUPER &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;busy schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. Favourite Valjean and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. Favourite Javert and Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Favourite Fantine and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. Favourite Cosette and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. Favourite Marius and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. Favourite Eponine and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. Favourite Enjolras and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;8. Favourite M &amp;amp; Mme Thénardier and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. Favourite Grantaire and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;10. Favourite Les Amis and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;11. How did you first discover Les Miserables?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;12. A part from the musical that makes you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;13. A part from the book that makes you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;14. Favourite line or song from the musical and what it means to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;15. Favourite quote or part of the book and what it mean to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;16. Your opinions on the upcoming movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;17. Who is your favourite character from the book and you favourite character from the musical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;18. Is there a part from the book that you wish was in the musical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;19. Least favourite song from the musical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;20. Tell us about your first time seeing the musical?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;21. Tell us what you experienced reading the book for the first time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;22. Which character can you relate to in the book or musical and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;23. Is there a character you dislike? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;24. Favourite cast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;25. Favourite members of the ensemble and swing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;26. Favourite pairing? (I don’t mean favourite ship. Your favourite established relationship or friendship in the musical or book).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;27. Dream cast for the upcoming movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;28. Dream cast for the stage show?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;29. Favourite overall actor you have seen from the musical and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;30. What does Les Miserables mean to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just noticed that the word &lt;i&gt;favorite &lt;/i&gt;is spelled as it is spelled in London. &lt;i&gt;Haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1448763605873984853?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1448763605873984853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1448763605873984853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1448763605873984853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1448763605873984853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2012/01/30-les-mis-challenge.html' title='30 Les Mis Challenge'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7721443792866078242</id><published>2012-01-14T03:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T03:20:02.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV-sRwHicvo/TxCDWpXxveI/AAAAAAAABA8/jw8XPO5QbYQ/s1600/quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="530" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV-sRwHicvo/TxCDWpXxveI/AAAAAAAABA8/jw8XPO5QbYQ/s640/quote.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&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/6635465906988517621-7721443792866078242?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7721443792866078242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7721443792866078242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7721443792866078242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7721443792866078242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YV-sRwHicvo/TxCDWpXxveI/AAAAAAAABA8/jw8XPO5QbYQ/s72-c/quote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-771792145429663677</id><published>2012-01-14T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T03:16:35.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'>Inspiration despite the Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is my second post for 2012. A lot of things have been going on and I'm sorry if I've not been updating my blog as often as I would've wanted. I know no one reads this so for this year, I'm going to make this my online diary once again, the keeper of my secrets, successes and disappointments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something happened tonight during rehearsals. It made me see real commitment - at least, commitment in my eyes, and the eyes of my friends who's working so hard to make our show not just a reality, but to make it something worth watching.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight, I also saw complacency disguised as confidence. Confidence that's borderline arrogance, honestly speaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, the concerned people supposedly went to rehearsals to "ask my permission" if they can be excused from rehearsals so they can support our friends who were joining a contest. Nothing wrong with the support thingie, my issue is that since they knew beforehand that they're going to the contest, they should have informed us beforehand so that we can just cancel rehearsals altogether. And with the permission thingie, do you think they would have stayed if I said no? They didn't need my permission. That was just a "sign of respect" but asking permission is the wrong term - they were actually just informing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I take my hat off to the members who stayed behind even if they had every reason to go to the contest, and I would like to really mention their names because they've inspired me to go on with this despite the disappointment. Therese, Alfie, Valerie, April, Emilyn, Iris.. these people have showed their passion, sincerity, commitment and respect, and young as they are, will surely go a long way in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As for me, I again sacrificed my time with my family and braved through the heavy rains to go to rehearsals on-time, I sacrificed my time for work (yes, very late again), and I sacrificed my very rare time with Shin Shin who's in Cebu for a show with her fellow Kapuso artists. She comes to Cebu once in a blue moon, and I had to miss her because I was committed to our rehearsals - rehearsals that never really happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I promised myself that I'm going to be harsher this 2012, and what happened last night is another reason, but somehow, someway, the Super 6 who remained has given me the inspiration despite the disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-771792145429663677?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/771792145429663677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=771792145429663677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/771792145429663677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/771792145429663677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2012/01/inspiration-despite-disappointment.html' title='Inspiration despite the Disappointment'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-9024412371703657406</id><published>2012-01-06T02:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T02:31:13.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katrina alyssa'/><title type='text'>Happy 9th Birthday, Katrina Alyssa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhivFwN2hzo/TxB4Fc-0pGI/AAAAAAAABA0/HVw_tuEGpms/s1600/katrina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhivFwN2hzo/TxB4Fc-0pGI/AAAAAAAABA0/HVw_tuEGpms/s320/katrina.jpg" width="254" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;It's not only children who grow. Parents do too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;they are watching us to see what we do with ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;I can't tell my daughter to reach for the sun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;All I can do is reach for it, myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 9th birthday, my dearest daughter ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you always and forever ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-9024412371703657406?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/9024412371703657406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=9024412371703657406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/9024412371703657406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/9024412371703657406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-9th-birthday-katrina-alyssa.html' title='Happy 9th Birthday, Katrina Alyssa!'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhivFwN2hzo/TxB4Fc-0pGI/AAAAAAAABA0/HVw_tuEGpms/s72-c/katrina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3662334230179833587</id><published>2011-12-28T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:46:52.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><title type='text'>A little girl's wish for Christmas ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6cc38b9180fefabf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6cc38b9180fefabf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329906225%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35B248636A88D0DFED8C11C037CC131E1CA90022.5F75A272EBCA3910C4C98AFD931DBCA4448FC4CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6cc38b9180fefabf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz2h3L9V7_epehfko2OnYKLV9uiY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6cc38b9180fefabf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329906225%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35B248636A88D0DFED8C11C037CC131E1CA90022.5F75A272EBCA3910C4C98AFD931DBCA4448FC4CF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6cc38b9180fefabf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz2h3L9V7_epehfko2OnYKLV9uiY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this video on the web and just wanna share it with everyone since it touched my heart, and never fails to make me tear up whenever I watch this&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every time there is &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Christ &lt;/span&gt;in our hearts,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it is &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;CHRISTmas &lt;/span&gt;for me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;so &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;, everyone! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3662334230179833587?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3662334230179833587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3662334230179833587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3662334230179833587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3662334230179833587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-girls-wish-for-christmas.html' title='A little girl&apos;s wish for Christmas ♥'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7663622471744321887</id><published>2011-12-14T11:32:00.027+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:00:53.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little mermaid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachelle ann go'/><title type='text'>Being a Part of Her World ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First of all, I would like to say a &lt;b&gt;BIG THANK YOU&lt;/b&gt; to all those who helped me just so I can go to Manila and watch the second to the last show of Disney's The Little Mermaid. I didn't just go there to watch as a fan and friend of Rachelle Ann, but as a fan, patron, performer and director of the arts - theatre and music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-x6gdfE6NewE/TvqS1lyZdfI/AAAAAAAABAU/b2QGiuUZf7Q/s1600/315926_10150345302012133_659577132_8515144_950572739_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6gdfE6NewE/TvqS1lyZdfI/AAAAAAAABAU/b2QGiuUZf7Q/s320/315926_10150345302012133_659577132_8515144_950572739_n.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was an adventure for me going there alone with very limited budget in my pocket, but I survived, and I enjoyed the show so much. In my 31 years of existence, I can say that it was perfect. From the songs, to the staging, to the orchestration (yes, a &lt;i&gt;live orchestra&lt;/i&gt;), to the performances, to the sets and props, it was absolutely &lt;b&gt;PERFECT&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some people are born to play certain roles in their lifetime that no one else can. Shin was born to play Ariel, period. With all objectivity, she was so much better than the original Broadway Ariel (Sierra Boggess). She captured the spirit of Jodi Benson (the original Ariel in the cartoons) and made the character her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravo, Shin! Bravo, Direk Bobby &amp;amp; Direk Chari! Bravo, Erik! Bravo, Atlantis Productions! Bravo, everyone! You so more than deserve the standing ovation that you got in every performance! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Congratulations, Shin Shin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;7 years of friendship, and watching &amp;amp; hearing you perform,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;you really outdid yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Soo proud of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Love you! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7663622471744321887?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7663622471744321887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7663622471744321887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7663622471744321887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7663622471744321887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/12/being-part-of-her-world.html' title='Being a Part of Her World ♥'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x6gdfE6NewE/TvqS1lyZdfI/AAAAAAAABAU/b2QGiuUZf7Q/s72-c/315926_10150345302012133_659577132_8515144_950572739_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3687220337481222420</id><published>2011-12-10T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:45:07.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>20 Years in Theatre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;People come into our lives for a reason,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bringing something we must learn,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and we are led to those who help us most to grow.. ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, as I celebrate my 20th year in theatre, I would like to say a &lt;b&gt;BIG THANK YOU&lt;/b&gt; to the Almighty for giving the seeds to plant &amp;amp; nourish, and the passion to keep going; to my ever loving family who have always been supportive and super understanding through the years; to everyone whom I had the honor of sharing the stage with; to everyone who has never ceased to support the productions that I've been fortunate enough to be a part of, and most especially, to those people who unselfishly shared a part of themselves so I can be who and where I am today. I believe that I'm who I am today because I knew you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you for helping me grow, thank you for helping me change for good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3687220337481222420?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3687220337481222420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3687220337481222420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3687220337481222420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3687220337481222420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/12/20-years-in-theatre.html' title='20 Years in Theatre'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2625285139535566259</id><published>2011-12-05T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:28:45.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RJ Rosales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>RJ Rosales (1974 - 2011)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" 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://0.gvt0.com/vi/zrqHecXRWRw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zrqHecXRWRw&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/zrqHecXRWRw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A very sad &amp;amp; shocking news I received tonight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;RJ Rosales, one of my Filipino theatre heroes and a truly amazing person, just passed away. So young, so full of life. He's only 6 years older than me, and I will always cherish the rare opportunity of sharing the stage with him once, a long time ago. He'll always be one of my most fave voices EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fly in the wings of the angels, Kuya RJ!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RIP Roseo José Rosales (+)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-2625285139535566259?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2625285139535566259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2625285139535566259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2625285139535566259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2625285139535566259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/12/rj-rosales-1974-2011.html' title='RJ Rosales (1974 - 2011)'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3747895965784195781</id><published>2011-11-28T12:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:53:41.568+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='building champions'/><title type='text'>Built Champions, Discovered Friendship, Created a Family ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To my STC Champions, &amp;nbsp;CONGRATULATIONS and THANK YOU. My only&amp;nbsp;regret in this experience is not having enough time to get to know&amp;nbsp;each one of you personally. You are all such wonderful, beautiful&amp;nbsp;persons and it's a great, great honor to have met you, and to have&amp;nbsp;staged this event with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErkaS1PJhrM/Tt7x2RKylaI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/akJLM72TGJw/s1600/374332_10150367957027133_659577132_8612719_1150127652_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErkaS1PJhrM/Tt7x2RKylaI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/akJLM72TGJw/s400/374332_10150367957027133_659577132_8612719_1150127652_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wilma&lt;/strong&gt;, we've known each other for 7 years and you never really&amp;nbsp;cease to amaze me. Thank you for the trust &amp;amp; confidence, and for&amp;nbsp;the neverending love &amp;amp; care. You know I'm always here come what&amp;nbsp;may. Let's do more projects coz I'm really getting used to you driving&amp;nbsp;me to work almost everday. Love you much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruby&lt;/strong&gt;, this was your show. You made it all happen. Thank you for being&amp;nbsp;my alter ego, and for going the distance. You steered the ship safely&amp;nbsp;through the storms, and I'm so proud to see you make it through the&amp;nbsp;rain. Always and forever, I'm here if you need me, just a text away.&amp;nbsp;More power and hope to do more projects with you soon! God bless&amp;nbsp;you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lorie&lt;/strong&gt;, I so admire your amazing hardwork and dedication, and you&amp;nbsp;don't only do things superbly, you also do it with great love &amp;amp; care. I&amp;nbsp;hope we'll have the chance to do more projects soon. You're really&amp;nbsp;amazing! God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nikka, Judalyn &amp;amp; the CSC&lt;/strong&gt;, thank you for all your hardwork and&amp;nbsp;dedication. Amazing jud kaayo mo to have staged something like this&amp;nbsp;with oh-so limited time. Congratulations, and rest assured that you&amp;nbsp;have my support and commitment for any projects that you'll have.&amp;nbsp;God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bea&lt;/strong&gt;, your talent, your leadership, your bright aura is very&amp;nbsp;contagious. Thank you for making a positive difference in the lives of&amp;nbsp;the performers, and everyone involved in the project. Stay as&amp;nbsp;amazing as you are. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trisha Rovin Gale&lt;/strong&gt;, no, you don't have bad pictures and that is that!&amp;nbsp;Haha. Bitaw, thank you for being you. You have touched my life&amp;nbsp;without you knowing it. I will always and forever be here for you&amp;nbsp;come what may. Yes, I mean that. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malaya&lt;/strong&gt;, is there anything that you can't do? Haha. You have it all, but&amp;nbsp;more important than those skills and abilities is the passion that I see&amp;nbsp;in you. May you continue to perform with that passion, and hope to&amp;nbsp;share the stage with you soon. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tara D., Chloe, and the rest of the 'Dream' dancers, the 'Challenges' dancers &amp;amp; the High School dancers&lt;/strong&gt;, you are all such a joy to watch onstage. I've always believed that dance is a poem of which each movement is a word, and watching all of you - poetry in motion. My hats off to you. Continue sharing your talent to the world. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cindee&lt;/strong&gt;, so happy and proud to share the stage with you. You have so&amp;nbsp;much to share to the world, don't hold it back. Thank you for the&amp;nbsp;love, care, support and the really amazing pictures. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tara M&lt;/strong&gt;., the only thing that's more beautiful than your voice and face&amp;nbsp;is your heart. You have touched my heart more than you know, and I&amp;nbsp;am so much grateful to have shared the stage with you. Ato tong&amp;nbsp;dayonon ang mga 'plans' because I'm very much excited to see your&amp;nbsp;career and your life soar higher. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maigi&lt;/strong&gt;, I am so glad and proud to have shared the stage with you. I've&amp;nbsp;seen how hard you've worked in perfecting your song, and it surely&amp;nbsp;paid off. Hope that this will just be the start of your singing career.&amp;nbsp;I'm a fan all the way. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjN61Li5XbQ/Tvqguro57sI/AAAAAAAABAs/9oCKHEa5Aeg/s1600/385095_10150381215247133_659577132_8657996_1557410132_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DjN61Li5XbQ/Tvqguro57sI/AAAAAAAABAs/9oCKHEa5Aeg/s400/385095_10150381215247133_659577132_8657996_1557410132_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janiel &amp;amp; Bless&lt;/strong&gt;, continue sharing your amazing talents to the world.&amp;nbsp;It's really an honor to have shared the stage with you, and I hope and&amp;nbsp;pray that I would be able to finally sing with you soon. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nap &amp;amp; Audrey&lt;/strong&gt;, you both have the confidence, and so much potential.&amp;nbsp;Continue singing, but more importantly, open your ears and minds&amp;nbsp;and absorb as much learnings as you can. As they say, the biggest room in the world is the room for improvement. I look forward to hearing you both sing again soon. God bless you :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trisha Nichole, Magill, Robin, Glee Club &amp;amp; the rest of the singers&lt;/strong&gt;, continue singing not because you have to, but because you love to. Continue touching the lives of many people through your music. Sing from your heart. I hope to have the honor of singing with you soon. God bless you :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Buhilaman&lt;/strong&gt;, I am so happy to know that there are still people in the&amp;nbsp;new generation who are passionate with theatre as we are. I look&amp;nbsp;forward to your productions, and I will always be here if you need me.&amp;nbsp;Keep the faith, you guys.. er.. girls, ROCK! God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deneb&lt;/strong&gt;, thank you for making my job so much easier. I don't easily entrust the controls of the sounds to just anyone, but you gained my trust right away. Haha. Looking forward to doing more projects with you. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sister Rosie and Ms. Sol&lt;/strong&gt;, thank you for the trust and confidence. You&amp;nbsp;are so blessed to have all these amazing women doing all of these for&amp;nbsp;the school. I am so proud to be in their presence, and I will continue&amp;nbsp;to be here if I'm needed. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kitchie&lt;/strong&gt;, thank you for sharing your beautiful music. An honor standing on the same ground (stage) as you. More power and more lives to touch. God bless you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry if I wasn't able to mention each one of you by name. As long&amp;nbsp;as you were a part of that special event, apil mo sa akong pasalamat,&amp;nbsp;and I really hope &amp;amp; pray to get to know each one of you jud, be it&amp;nbsp;another project *ahem, CSC* or just to hang out and bond.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not bad for a concert with just 2 weeks to prepare from scratch. I&amp;nbsp;am so proud of EVERYONE because you did not only share your talents&amp;nbsp;and time, more importantly, you gave your HEARTS and that made all&amp;nbsp;the difference.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the 2 weeks that we were together, we did not only build champions, we&amp;nbsp;also discovered each other, built a friendship that became a family and created a bond that will hopefully&amp;nbsp;last forever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3747895965784195781?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3747895965784195781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3747895965784195781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3747895965784195781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3747895965784195781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/11/built-champions-discovered-friendship.html' title='Built Champions, Discovered Friendship, Created a Family ♥'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ErkaS1PJhrM/Tt7x2RKylaI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/akJLM72TGJw/s72-c/374332_10150367957027133_659577132_8612719_1150127652_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5938944499478156866</id><published>2011-11-21T04:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T12:29:49.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='building champions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kitchie nadal'/><title type='text'>Building Champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XP_GBjbD1I/Tsq8HWDOZOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/JUImPmAxt_4/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XP_GBjbD1I/Tsq8HWDOZOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/JUImPmAxt_4/s320/a.jpg" width="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I find it quite amusing that I am in mixed emotions as I'm doing sooo many things for so many people, yet I still consider my life boring. Makes sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll take about my disappointments next time because right now, with a lot of things to do in less than 4 days, I want to think that I don't have time to think &lt;i&gt;sad thoughts&lt;/i&gt;. Yeah right. As if I have full command over my emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before I wander off, let me just promote the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/10/something-big.html" target="_blank"&gt;something big&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;I mentioned in my last post. It's actually just a concert which I'm directing. It's &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Building Champions&lt;/i&gt;, a concert for a cause with the best and the brightest talents of Saint Theresa's College - Cebu. Special guest is Kitchie Nadal. &lt;i&gt;Yes&lt;/i&gt;, it's THE Kitchie Nadal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It will be on November 26, 2011 (this coming Saturday, actually) at the STC Auditorium.&amp;nbsp;Your Php 150 (per ticket) will go a long way to help the STC foundation Program and STC Community Involvement Program in support of their scholarship programs granted to our fellow theresians and to our partner communities.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5938944499478156866?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5938944499478156866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5938944499478156866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5938944499478156866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5938944499478156866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-find-it-quite-amusing-that-i-am-in.html' title='Building Champions'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2XP_GBjbD1I/Tsq8HWDOZOI/AAAAAAAAA_I/JUImPmAxt_4/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7354185419915267304</id><published>2011-11-20T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T12:12:56.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little mermaid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachelle ann go'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lea salonga'/><title type='text'>Under the spell of ‘Little Mermaid’</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;by Lea Salonga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Philippine Daily Inquirer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I brought Nicole out for a mommy-daughter date to the theater last Friday, the opening night of Atlantis Productions’ mounting of Disney’s “The Little Mermaid” at the Meralco Theater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All of us in the family have seen the Disney film on which the stage version was based. But we haven’t seen the stage production, so I jumped at this opportunity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snkAsOeGyz8/TvqWx76sSvI/AAAAAAAABAg/KtE-r5zX4Sw/s1600/307878_10150345302452133_659577132_8515148_2089701077_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snkAsOeGyz8/TvqWx76sSvI/AAAAAAAABAg/KtE-r5zX4Sw/s640/307878_10150345302452133_659577132_8515148_2089701077_n.jpg" width="467" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From the moment the music played (under the excellent musical direction of Ceejay Javier), we were magically transported to this kingdom under the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The plot is similar to that of the movie, besides moments that would have been impossible to stage (there is no shark chase here, nor is there a gigantic Ursula).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New songs by composer Alan Menken and lyricist Glenn Slater (the same team behind “Tangled and Sister Act: The Musical”) were added, which seemed to blend seamlessly enough with the original tunes from the film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This stage version stars Rachelle Ann Go as Ariel, Erik Santos as Prince Eric, Jinky Llamanzares as Ursula, OJ Mariano as Sebastian, Calvin Millado as King Triton, Ikey Canoy as Scuttle, Felix Rivera as Flotsam, Jamie Barcelon as Jetsam and Raymond Concepcion as Grimsby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Add to that a mix of Atlantis, Repertory Philippines and Trumpets/Stages regulars with a few fresh faces, and you have a very strong, principal-player quality ensemble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The way the show was orchestrated, I swore you heard far more than the number of players who were actually in the pit. The sound was rich, bright and full. Kudos, too, for the sound design team. There was only one crackle the entire night, and even then it wasn’t disturbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Inventive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The sets and costumes were beautiful and inventive. I loved the “Kiss the Girl” scene—where fireflies, frogs and large birds came alive, creating a colorful and romantic atmosphere. “Under the Sea” was one big calypso party, with neon creatures and sea plants. The silhouette puppetry deserved praise as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I couldn’t ask for anything more from the performers. From ensemble to principal, each one was completely committed to creating this beautiful world. But of course I have my standouts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Llamanzares rocked my world with her mind-blowing vocal skills as Ursula. Each time she opened her mouth to sing, I got so gigil at just how amazing she was, not to mention the bigness in her personality to actually make those humongous and unwieldy costumes come to life. Ang sarap kayang hagisan ng sapatos sa sobrang galing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Millado was more than sufficiently regal as the ruler of the seas; Rivera and Barcelon were a lovely electric eel team (they were so clear that even my 5-year-old knew what kind of creatures they were supposed to be); Canoy was a really funny and endearing Scuttle (he was also great in “The Kitchen Musical,” now showing on Studio 23 and AXN); and Concepcion was a very dignified Grimsby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mariano was fantastic as Sebastian, although his Caribbean accent found itself in Ireland and Scotland once in a while. Kudos to the six princesses, too, each for being so unique whether they were on land, or in the ocean. To the male ensemble, you were all muy macho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Improved diction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, for the two artists making their musical theater debuts. Santos has vastly improved in his English diction. It is clear that for “Mermaid,” he put in a lot of hard work, which was beautifully on display here, especially when he sang. There is still room for improvement, but he has made great strides in the right direction. And yes, he actually can act, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;As for Go, I don’t know that the superlatives in my vocabulary could cover just how wonderful I thought she was. Bundles of charm oozed from her, as well as an easy sense of humor and adventure. Her voice was also a great mix of that clean and pristine Disney sound, plus a deep pop sensibility that made this score (and her Ariel) accessible to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;She was a perfect Ariel, and her portrayal will only continue to deepen and improve. She blew me away on opening night. Whatever management outfit, studio or record label is currently handling her needs to realize, if they haven’t already, just how big a treasure they have on their hands. Go is incredibly talented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So run, drive, and yes, swim to “The Little Mermaid.” They have three more weekends at the Meralco Theater. If the standing ovation on opening night is any indication, they are in for a stellar run. Congratulations to the entire cast and crew, including co-directors Bobby Garcia and Chari Arespacochaga and choreographer Cecile Martinez. Break fins until December 11!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Source: http://entertainment.inquirer.net/22015/under-the-spell-of-%E2%80%98little-mermaid%E2%80%99&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/6635465906988517621-7354185419915267304?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7354185419915267304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7354185419915267304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7354185419915267304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7354185419915267304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/12/under-spell-of-little-mermaid.html' title='Under the spell of ‘Little Mermaid’'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-snkAsOeGyz8/TvqWx76sSvI/AAAAAAAABAg/KtE-r5zX4Sw/s72-c/307878_10150345302452133_659577132_8515148_2089701077_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1209411542718322602</id><published>2011-11-12T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T12:47:01.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>As I start my 31st year..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What can one say to a dream come true?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What can one say to have sung for you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All these years have been a blessing to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all of you included, not to mention my family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And to the people whose faith took me to higher places,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too many names, but I will always remember the faces.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are all in my heart, in my soul you belong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wherever God puts me, you're in every song.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chasing time is what I'm all about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Time, don't chase me" is my prayer, my shout.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thank you all for the 30 awesome years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Songs, smiles, laughters and tears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will make a promise for you all today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will sing for you forever, can't stop me, no way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm chasing time! Catch me if you can..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I make it or not? It's all up to the MAN!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1209411542718322602?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1209411542718322602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1209411542718322602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1209411542718322602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1209411542718322602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-i-start-my-31st-year.html' title='As I start my 31st year..'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-283030356899551999</id><published>2011-10-21T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T04:25:28.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Something BIG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So many things to do, so little time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What else is new, right? I haven't had much time to rest the past month because of so many things to do, and I'll be getting much busier in the coming weeks until the end of the year, especially because I have a very big project coming up. I consider it a blessing that it came to me, and though I'm kinda stressed thinking about it, I think it will be the biggest challenge for my almost non-existent musical career. A lot is at stake, and even more people are depending on me. Yes, I'm very excited. I just hope I won't screw up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will hopefully be able to give more details the next time I'll have the.. er.. time, to update &lt;i&gt;my fortress of solitude&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-283030356899551999?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/283030356899551999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=283030356899551999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/283030356899551999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/283030356899551999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/10/something-big.html' title='Something BIG'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1927113868979198542</id><published>2011-10-11T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:42:20.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='season'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifetime'/><title type='text'>Are you a Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebFXCoO-wsw/TpWzRFQ1xHI/AAAAAAAAA9k/oHGhCSEDFYE/s1600/life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebFXCoO-wsw/TpWzRFQ1xHI/AAAAAAAAA9k/oHGhCSEDFYE/s400/life.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;When you figure out which one it is,&lt;br /&gt;you will know what to do for each person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a &lt;b&gt;REASON&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.&lt;br /&gt;They have come to assist you through a difficulty;&lt;br /&gt;to provide you with guidance and support;&lt;br /&gt;to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;They may seem like a godsend, and they are.&lt;br /&gt;They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,&lt;br /&gt;this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they die. Sometimes they walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.&lt;br /&gt;The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people come into your life for a &lt;b&gt;SEASON&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.&lt;br /&gt;They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;They may teach you something you have never done.&lt;br /&gt;They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it. It is real. But only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIFETIME &lt;/b&gt;relationships teach you lifetime lessons;&lt;br /&gt;things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person,&lt;br /&gt;and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.&lt;br /&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;~ Unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1927113868979198542?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1927113868979198542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1927113868979198542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1927113868979198542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1927113868979198542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/10/are-you-reason-season-or-lifetime.html' title='Are you a Reason, a Season, or a Lifetime?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebFXCoO-wsw/TpWzRFQ1xHI/AAAAAAAAA9k/oHGhCSEDFYE/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5632899434413430053</id><published>2011-10-10T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T23:21:15.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><title type='text'>Spark of Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sorry if I haven't been blogging for the longest time. I didn't even blog about our play which is quite unusual because the play was a huge, huge success, and I wanted so much to talk about it. It's just that I became uninspired to write or blog again. The mind and the body was willing, the spirit was just not there - or it's there, but not what is used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, I'm back blogging again, at least for this entry, because I got a sort of spark of inspiration last night from an unexpected person, in the most unexpected event. I never expected anything from attending a debut last night. It was one of the very rare times when I was just a "normal guest" - no singing, no hosting, no behind-the-scenes job. For the first time in a long time, I was just one of the guests and I loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What I didn't expect was that during the debutante's speech, I was one of the people she thanked, and even stopped in the middle of her speech to ask if I'm around and said "Hi" when people told her I was. I was really touched. She was just "one of the kids" when we formed CTC 7 years ago, and through the years, we never really kept in touch that much. Yes, that small thing of looking for me and including me in her speech made my day, it made my week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you, &lt;i&gt;Lace&lt;/i&gt;, for the spark of inspiration to write again, to blog again - at least for this entry. I hope to continue this, a sort of rebirth for &lt;i&gt;my fortress&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5632899434413430053?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5632899434413430053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5632899434413430053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5632899434413430053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5632899434413430053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/10/spark-of-inspiration.html' title='Spark of Inspiration'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2237805208863868568</id><published>2011-09-16T12:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T12:34:21.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1832'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ctc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theatre'/><title type='text'>To My 1832 Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For those of you who know me, you know this is going to be&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;LONG&lt;/em&gt;. For those who&amp;nbsp;don't know me that well yet, I apologize as this will be quite LONG. As what I&amp;nbsp;always do after every production, I'll open my heart to you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Now that the curtains are down and the lights are off, I can finally tell you&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;a secret&lt;/em&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="background-color: white; border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 5px; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 15px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been sick and in pain for quite a while now, from rehearsals until the playdates.&amp;nbsp;I've tried my best not to show it to you, but there were times when it became&amp;nbsp;unbearable and some of you noticed it. For a lot of you who see me as 'Superman', I&amp;nbsp;didn't want to show you my human side as much as possible. A lot of you were&amp;nbsp;already making extreme sacrifices for the play, so I tried my best not to add to&amp;nbsp;your burden. Now I can ask for your forgiveness for the times that I was useless&amp;nbsp;and the times when I seemed 'not myself', which was most of the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The reason why I made my own "dressing room" during the last day was because I&amp;nbsp;wanted to have a place where I could be alone and talk to Him because my body&amp;nbsp;almost gave up already. He's really good as He gave me the strength to last the day,&amp;nbsp;and though my body gave up after the last show, He still gave me enough strength&amp;nbsp;to arrive home safely.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special thank's to Ate Gio, Dawn, Algen, MyAngel and Macoy for&amp;nbsp;seeing through my "brave" facade and staying with me for as long as they could.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Now on to the lighter side of things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;Les Mis opened in London in 1985, Broadway in 1987 and was first staged in Cebu in&amp;nbsp;1996. It was my first production outside of school, and it was the reason why I fell&amp;nbsp;in love with musical theatre when I was in high school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;A lot of different groups have been presenting their own interpretations of Les Mis&amp;nbsp;through the years after 1996 (most of them concerts), but none in recent times,&amp;nbsp;and I really felt that it was high time to reintroduce it to society, as well as&amp;nbsp;introduce it to the new generation because for me, it's one of the greatest novels&amp;nbsp;of the 19th century, and probably of all time, and it's a story that continually&amp;nbsp;speaks to people today, an epic tale with great characters that people can relate&amp;nbsp;to with a beautiful heart-wrenching, heart-felt score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;I dreamed that dream to do Les Mis again in Cebu, this time making it more faithful&amp;nbsp;to the Broadway and West End productions with the limited resources available. I&amp;nbsp;dreamed the dream, but it was all that I had. I needed people to help fulfill that&amp;nbsp;dream, people that share my passion for the performing arts, diverse people who&amp;nbsp;complement each other. I found those people -&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;made this all possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;dreamed the dream and then&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;made it a reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="background-color: white; border-left-color: rgb(221, 221, 221); border-left-style: solid; border-left-width: 5px; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 15px; padding-right: 15px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Immaculate&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- The best decision I've EVER made with regards to CTC was to ask for&amp;nbsp;your help, and you never even hesitated or stopped to think, you said YES right&amp;nbsp;away. You're simply amazing. You are truly a real-life Supergirl. You have the&amp;nbsp;biggest heart I know and your capacity to care and to love is just, wow! You are&amp;nbsp;our ate, but you're also our mama because that's what you are. You give without&amp;nbsp;expecting anything in return, you see through us even with our 'happy' faces, and&amp;nbsp;you feel everything that we feel, sometimes even double the pain that we're&amp;nbsp;experiencing. You are our light and our biggest pillar. I love you, Immaculate, so&amp;nbsp;much! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dave&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- You remind me so much of myself, but a much, much improved version in all&amp;nbsp;aspects. Haha. Thank you for being a little brother who can quickly transform into&amp;nbsp;my kuya when the need arises. You will become 24601 - not 24607 - soon, I will be with&amp;nbsp;you every step of the way. I love you bro! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Radiana&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- From the cute girl that Rubi brought to the house, you've bloomed so&amp;nbsp;beautifully into the multi-talented seasoned performer and director that you are&amp;nbsp;now. I can never thank you enough for EVERYTHING. Thank you for fighting for and&amp;nbsp;with me. Thank you for all your sacrifices, and for opening up your heart and letting&amp;nbsp;us all in. Thank you for bringing out the best in everyone. I love you, Radiana, and&amp;nbsp;as I will fight for you as you have for me. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubi&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for sticking with CTC and for staying by my side all these 6 years.&amp;nbsp;Thank you for the sacrifices and the 'sosyal' touches that you did just to make our&amp;nbsp;productions bongga. Haha. I hope CTC will still be here if and when you come back&amp;nbsp;from the land of the long white cloud. Never ever forget to keep your feet on the&amp;nbsp;ground wherever you go. Keep the faith, and keep the fire burning. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Master, I can never thank you enough for sharing yourself to everyone. Our&amp;nbsp;learnings from you we will never forget because you did not only teach our minds,&amp;nbsp;you taught our hearts. Thank you for sharing your amazing talents as well. It is an&amp;nbsp;extreme honor to have shared the character with you. Bow jud ko basta ikaw. God&amp;nbsp;bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Your passion is contagious, thank you for rubbing it off to everyone.&amp;nbsp;Thank you also for joining our crusade and for sharing yourself. On and off-stage,&amp;nbsp;you're one amazing person I truly admire. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Junrey&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for the support, for the extra push and for sharing yourself to&amp;nbsp;me, and to everyone. You've always been an amazing performer, and now you're on&amp;nbsp;your way to become an amazing director. Continue sharing your God-given&amp;nbsp;abilities. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tingge&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- More than a decade of friendship, a lot of wala'y klaro duets &amp;amp; recordings,&amp;nbsp;we've finally performed on-stage the song we've practiced years ago outside the&amp;nbsp;Yellow House. Haha. Thank you for sharing your beautiful heart. It's truly a blessing&amp;nbsp;making beautiful music with you through the years. Love you, Tingge! God bless&amp;nbsp;you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for sharing your talent and your heart. Thank you also for&amp;nbsp;helping others develop their potentials. Keep up the excellent work, and looking&amp;nbsp;forward to making more beautiful music with you. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mikko&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for joining our crusade, and continue sharing your gifts. Take&amp;nbsp;good care of your voice, and since you're already becoming in-demand, choose your&amp;nbsp;gigs wisely. Remember that as much as you'd like to, you just can't say yes to&amp;nbsp;everything. Thank you for the love and care, bro! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pot2x&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for joining our journey, and for staying. Continue developing and&amp;nbsp;sharing your talents. With your talent and your kind heart, you will surely go a long&amp;nbsp;way in whatever field you'll want to pursue. Keep the faith. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peter&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- You are such an amazingly talented person. Continue sharing your gifts,&amp;nbsp;and continue keeping your feet planted firmly on the ground. I hope that your&amp;nbsp;parents see the happiness that you bring to others with your gift of music. Thank&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;you for staying. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Justine&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for bringing out the best in me, and thank you for our heart-to-heart talks and texts. Looking forward to more bonding time with you soon.&amp;nbsp;Continue sharing your talent to the world. Love you, Justine! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TePau&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for the never-ending inspiration and friendship. You have a lot of&amp;nbsp;God-given gifts, never ever waste it. Continue performing not because you have&amp;nbsp;to, but because you love to. The passion I saw in you in KH is still there in 1832.&amp;nbsp;Keep the fire burning, and stay happy. I'll always be here come what may, a fan and&amp;nbsp;a friend. Love you, TePau! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Insik&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Is there anything that you can't do? Haha. Thank you for the smiles and&amp;nbsp;laughters that you've given me, and thank you for your beautiful heart which&amp;nbsp;you've shared with me. I'm always here as always. Love you, Insik! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JJ&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for sharing your most beautiful gifts of music and friendship to us, to&amp;nbsp;me. Thank you also for the cathartic heart-to-heart talks, looking forward to more.&amp;nbsp;I will be with you every step of the way until you fulfill that "dream" of yours that&amp;nbsp;we talked about. I'm so proud and blessed to be a part of your life and to have&amp;nbsp;shared the stage with you. I'll always be a fan and a friend. Love you, Joanna Jane!&amp;nbsp;God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fitz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- It's an honor sharing the stage with you 2 years in a row. Thank you for&amp;nbsp;sharing yourself and your talents, and for joining the crusade. I've always believed&amp;nbsp;in you. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fritz &amp;amp; Warren&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- I never regret passing on that very special character to you&amp;nbsp;because you did not only give it justice, you brought Thenardier to a whole&amp;nbsp;different level. Thank you for taking care of that role. It's yours until we find&amp;nbsp;someone else worthy to share it to. Thank you for the love and friendship. You guys&amp;nbsp;are just amazing! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stella &amp;amp; RyZa&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- You pulled off one of the most difficult female roles in Les Mis in&amp;nbsp;effortless fashion. You were so effective that you can alternately enter in one&amp;nbsp;scene and the audience wouldn't even notice you're 2 different actors. Thank you&amp;nbsp;for staying and for helping. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veralyn &amp;amp; Adi&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- You girls almost always make me cry every time I watch you&amp;nbsp;perform. It is such a joy seeing your love for the performing arts at such an early&amp;nbsp;age. Keep developing and sharing your talents, you both have the world to conquer.&amp;nbsp;If you'll need me to guide you, I'll just be here always. I love you both! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MyAnGel&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;Thank you for always being there most especially during my down times,&amp;nbsp;even when you were in down time yourself. Thank you for all our bonding moments&amp;nbsp;and looking forward to more. I'll always be here for you as you are for me. Love you&amp;nbsp;much! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Atchick&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- You're one of the most helpful, respectful and friendliest person I know.&amp;nbsp;Keep it up. You are very talented at such a young age. Never waste your God-given&amp;nbsp;gifts, and continue developing it and sharing it to the world. Your family is lucky to&amp;nbsp;have someone as caring and loving as you. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Algen &amp;amp; Rina&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Thank you for joining our crusade and for staying. I am happy to see&amp;nbsp;your passion for performing, and how much you've matured as a performer from the&amp;nbsp;auditions to our playdates. Keep it up. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manuel &amp;amp; Sly&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Thank you for finding time to join our crusade even with your super&amp;nbsp;hectic sked. It's really an honor sharing the stage with you for the 2nd time in 2&amp;nbsp;years. Thank you most especially for the care and for your big heart. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dawn&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for the love, care and support. You're like a not-so-little brother&amp;nbsp;to me and you remind a lot of myself. Keep the faith and continue the passion&amp;nbsp;burning inside you. You have a heart full of love, follow it. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mariel, Anther, Mona &amp;amp; Adeth&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- The super teachers! Thank you so much for joining&amp;nbsp;our crusade and for always finding time to insert 1832 into your busy lives. It's such&amp;nbsp;a joy seeing your passion to perform and getting to share the stage with you. God&amp;nbsp;bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gio&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- From officemate to friend, to a theatre colleague, it has been a real pleasure&amp;nbsp;sharing my life with you. Thank you for all your help and thank you for finally joining&amp;nbsp;CTC and 1832. Thank you for being a great ate not just to the group, but also to&amp;nbsp;me. Haha. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Macoy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- It's such an honor to be graced by your mere presence, much more by your&amp;nbsp;amazing assistance. Never thought I could meet someone who's more a Les Mis&amp;nbsp;freak than I am. Haha. Looking forward to finally sharing the stage with you soon.&amp;nbsp;God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miming&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- I can't thank you enough for your invaluable support, much more for your&amp;nbsp;very big heart. I'm hoping that you won't leave us, but I know it's for your own&amp;nbsp;future so go, go with our memories tucked safely in your heart as you will always be&amp;nbsp;in ours. I feel so blessed to have a friend like you, and though I may not say it, I&amp;nbsp;love you very much, Miming! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gerald &amp;amp; Rio&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Thank you both for your invaluable assistance. I hope to get to know&amp;nbsp;you both more soon, say like, next production? ;) God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Franz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for all your assistance, and for being ever so supportive of&amp;nbsp;Justine. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Danj&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for your amazing assistance. For the first time in my theatre life,&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't have to worry about hand props because I know you've got it covered.&amp;nbsp;Perfect match jud mo. Ayeee. Haha. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ami, Flor &amp;amp; Donna&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;Thank you for coming in and saving us behind the scenes. Your&amp;nbsp;experience and expertise has helped and has taught us a lot. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Topher&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;- Thank you for your sacrifices and for being so fast to pass on my&amp;nbsp;instructions. Congrats on your newly-grown muscles. Haha. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katherine, Rica, Marky, Rian &amp;amp; Enzo&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Thank you for finding time to help even with&amp;nbsp;your hectic schedules. I really appreciate everything that you've done. God bless&amp;nbsp;you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaja &amp;amp; Frankie&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Thank you so much for finding time despite your busy schedules.&amp;nbsp;The shows wouldn't have been that smooth had not been for your assistance. God&amp;nbsp;bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sir Rainier and the ANS CMC&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;- You're one of the biggest reasons why the shows were&amp;nbsp;successful. Thank you for adopting us into your humble room when we had nowhere&amp;nbsp;to go to, and thank you for accepting us into your family. God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Special thank's to&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wilma and Mikhz&lt;/strong&gt;, pioneer CTC family members who've given their&amp;nbsp;amazing support to the new family members and the new production. Love you&amp;nbsp;both, Elizabeth and Mikhael! God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To those whom I failed to mention here, and to everyone else, my journey to 1832&amp;nbsp;became a memorable and worthwhile adventure because of you - THANK YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;When Gayle and I formed CTC in 2004, we wanted a theatre group that will be the&amp;nbsp;closest thing to a family, and ever since the first batch (Anastasia) until the present batch (1832), I'm so proud that we've&amp;nbsp;achieved that level. You guys have proven yourselves more than worthy, and I'm&amp;nbsp;confident that even if I'll be gone right now, CTC will live on because of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU SOOO MUCH, GUYS &amp;amp; I OWE YOU A LOT! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The laughters and the tears&amp;nbsp;were all worth it because I got you all as BLESSINGS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Si Papa God nalang bahala ug&amp;nbsp;balos ninyo sa inyong tanan nga na-share diri kanako ug sa usa'g usa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hugz*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*lights off - - close curtain*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-2237805208863868568?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2237805208863868568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2237805208863868568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2237805208863868568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2237805208863868568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-my-1832-family.html' title='To My 1832 Family'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-8212243491062779063</id><published>2011-08-26T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T03:08:27.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'>Bad and Very Bad News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It has been a while and I've been uber busy with the play coming very soon. And yes, the past week has been eventful, to say the least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To cut the long story short, a close friend had her necklace snatched from her and I wasn't able to do anything but hug her only because I didn't want to leave her, and I thought (I still think) that she's way more important than any material thing, and it was in the middle of an unsafe trip at almost midnight. Yes, I think she's blaming me (even if she says she's not) but what can I do, she's just more important than a silver necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second event this week is the death of a cast mate's father. Her father had been bedridden already for a year since he got a stroke, so even if it's so sad, the family was somewhat already prepared for the inevitable. As the eldest (she just turned 18), I truly admire her strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now on a lighter and happier note, we were able to perform publicly for the first time last weekend as a promotion for our musical, and we were also featured on TV with my short interview. It was somewhat impromptu, and I didn't think it will come out okay, but it did thank's much to the amazing Rachelle Dangin of ABS-CBN Cebu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two weeks more before our play, and I am not at all pressured production-wise because I know we're all gonna be doing our best. What I'm kinda worried about is the marketing. Now everyone has been doing a superb job with the marketing and all, it's just that the Cebuanos are really not that educated yet with things like these. It's sad but I'm not losing hope. We will continue doing our best, and with all the bad and very bad news the past weeks, I'm sure a ray of light, a bunch good news are coming our way soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/6635465906988517621-8212243491062779063?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8212243491062779063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=8212243491062779063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8212243491062779063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8212243491062779063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/08/bad-and-very-bad-news.html' title='Bad and Very Bad News'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5847761152591116738</id><published>2011-08-13T02:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T02:39:00.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Love is never blind ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5NhcLJgKyu0/TkQiK_1KheI/AAAAAAAAA88/bV4G19KqpC8/s1600/Picture+24.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5NhcLJgKyu0/TkQiK_1KheI/AAAAAAAAA88/bV4G19KqpC8/s320/Picture+24.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a blind girl who was filled with animosity and despised the world. She didn't have many friends, just a boyfriend who loved her deeply, like no one else. She always used to say that she'd marry him if she could see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;One day, someone donated her a pair of eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;And that's when she finally saw her boyfriend. She was astonished to see that her boyfriend was blind. He told her,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"You can see me now, can we get married?"&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;She replied,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;"And do what? We'd never be happy. I have my eye sight now, but you're still blind. It won't work out, I'm sorry."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 1.5em; text-align: justify;"&gt;With a tear in his eye and a smile on his face, he meekly said,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I understand. I just want you to always be happy. Take care of yourself, and my eyes."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5847761152591116738?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5847761152591116738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5847761152591116738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5847761152591116738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5847761152591116738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/08/love-is-never-blind.html' title='Love is never blind ♥'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5NhcLJgKyu0/TkQiK_1KheI/AAAAAAAAA88/bV4G19KqpC8/s72-c/Picture+24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1942434795795330462</id><published>2011-08-12T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T02:39:02.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comeback'/><title type='text'>I'm Back.. I Think :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After almost 2 months of sorta ignoring this blog, I'm back. Well, kinda. &lt;i&gt;Haha&lt;/i&gt;. I lost the last challenge I started and I haven't been around here for ages because I became so busy preparing for our play. &lt;i&gt;Yes, you heard (or read) it right:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;We will finally have our play next month.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still have a lot to say but I'm sick and sleepy here at the office so I will reserve it for another time. It's nice to be back though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1942434795795330462?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1942434795795330462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1942434795795330462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1942434795795330462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1942434795795330462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-back-i-think.html' title='I&apos;m Back.. I Think :)'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2229816529802950952</id><published>2011-06-22T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T05:35:45.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title type='text'>Day 17: A photo that makes you want to cry.</title><content type='html'>This is not a photo but a video that makes me cry every time I watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dmgMbhIEtwY?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-2229816529802950952?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2229816529802950952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2229816529802950952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2229816529802950952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2229816529802950952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-17-photo-that-makes-you-want-to-cry.html' title='Day 17: A photo that makes you want to cry.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dmgMbhIEtwY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2760577361278406343</id><published>2011-06-21T02:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T00:56:46.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 16: A photo that makes you smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ihoLqgicOaM/TiRliWxiDYI/AAAAAAAAA84/gY84CrDFnsQ/s1600/264157_10150222025247133_659577132_7557678_5368540_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ihoLqgicOaM/TiRliWxiDYI/AAAAAAAAA84/gY84CrDFnsQ/s320/264157_10150222025247133_659577132_7557678_5368540_n.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&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/6635465906988517621-2760577361278406343?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2760577361278406343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2760577361278406343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2760577361278406343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2760577361278406343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-16-photo-that-makes-you-smile.html' title='Day 16: A photo that makes you smile.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ihoLqgicOaM/TiRliWxiDYI/AAAAAAAAA84/gY84CrDFnsQ/s72-c/264157_10150222025247133_659577132_7557678_5368540_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-280872393163116929</id><published>2011-06-20T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T02:27:42.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 15: What you would if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I already answered this in a &lt;a href="http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-28-what-if-you-were-pregnant-or-got.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt; around 3 months ago, and since then, I don't have another answer. I'm still sticking with what I said the last time. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-280872393163116929?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/280872393163116929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=280872393163116929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/280872393163116929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/280872393163116929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-15-what-you-would-if-you-were.html' title='Day 15: What you would if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3205703402383001216</id><published>2011-06-19T23:07:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T01:09:16.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>Day 14: Something you love about yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Something I love about myself is that when I love someone or something, I really give my all. Through the years, I've become more frank and brutally honest, sometimes bordering on being fearless, so I've come to a point where I can really give my all without thinking of anything else. Careless? Maybe, yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3205703402383001216?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3205703402383001216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3205703402383001216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3205703402383001216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3205703402383001216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-14-something-you-love-about.html' title='Day 14: Something you love about yourself.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5447056988531173793</id><published>2011-06-18T22:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T23:07:07.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 13: Your least favorite female group.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really hate them, or least like them, but since this is a challenge, I got to say &lt;i&gt;Atomic Kitten&lt;/i&gt;. And that's just from top of my head. I'm sure there are a lot worst groups out there as there are really a LOT of them, but listening to one of Atomic Kitten's songs earlier, I'm choosing them as my least favorite female group, at least for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And &lt;i&gt;no,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not going to post any song here. &lt;i&gt;Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5447056988531173793?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5447056988531173793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5447056988531173793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5447056988531173793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5447056988531173793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-13-your-least-favorite-female-group.html' title='Day 13: Your least favorite female group.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7114847148876216900</id><published>2011-06-17T16:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T17:00:03.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spice girls'/><title type='text'>Day 12: Your favorite female group.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My all-time favorite female group is &lt;b&gt;The Spice Girls&lt;/b&gt;. They remind me of my college life, but more importantly, they've got very beautiful songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NsMpIvOnICE?rel=0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7114847148876216900?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7114847148876216900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7114847148876216900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7114847148876216900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7114847148876216900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-12-your-favorite-female-group.html' title='Day 12: Your favorite female group.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NsMpIvOnICE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4957817947583095918</id><published>2011-06-16T16:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T16:27:39.984+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 11: A letter to one of your exes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Ex,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm sorry it didn't work out, and thank you for everything - the good and the bad. I wouldn't be as happy as I am now if not for you, and I assume that you won't be as happy as you are now if not for me. We grew up because of each other, and that's one good thing that came out from our past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your friend,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kal&lt;/b&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/6635465906988517621-4957817947583095918?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4957817947583095918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4957817947583095918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4957817947583095918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4957817947583095918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-11-letter-to-one-of-your-exes.html' title='Day 11: A letter to one of your exes.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3285483239943760602</id><published>2011-06-14T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T10:24:43.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Day 9: Your definition of love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is not my own definition, but this is a definition I read somewhere, a long time ago, and perfectly summarizes what I've always believed about love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Love can see more and it's willing to see less ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3285483239943760602?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3285483239943760602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3285483239943760602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3285483239943760602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3285483239943760602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-9-your-definition-of-love.html' title='Day 9: Your definition of love.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7645196151394236229</id><published>2011-06-13T08:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T10:14:05.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 8: Something you hate about yourself.</title><content type='html'>I &lt;a href="http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-01-something-you-hate-about.html"&gt;already blogged&lt;/a&gt; about this in a previous challenge, and yes, until now I still hate myself for being undisciplined, and yes, I'm still too lazy to do anything about being obese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7645196151394236229?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7645196151394236229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7645196151394236229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7645196151394236229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7645196151394236229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-8-something-you-hate-about-yourself.html' title='Day 8: Something you hate about yourself.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-6011374982237034958</id><published>2011-06-12T12:38:00.038+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T08:35:07.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><title type='text'>Day 7: Your crush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Crush is too shallow. &lt;i&gt;Haha! Joke!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do have girls in mind who I find beautiful inside-out. The physical beauty is the one that makes me look at a girl more than once, but it's the inside that will really attract me to someone. That goes to say that the attitude and the outlook of a girl is far more fascinating to me than external beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One girl that fits that description is someone I met in theatre. She came as a last minute replacement of a dancer who quit less than a week before the big night. The &lt;i&gt;new &lt;/i&gt;girl came in 5 days before the show and perfected all the dances in no time. Yes, she was &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;good! But what fascinated me with her was that she'so humble, down to earth and cheerful. And I discovered recently that she also has a very beautiful voice. Physically, she's very beautiful and sexy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can say that she's perfect, someone that any guy would be attracted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-6011374982237034958?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6011374982237034958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=6011374982237034958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6011374982237034958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6011374982237034958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-7-your-crush.html' title='Day 7: Your crush.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-206530470392447193</id><published>2011-06-11T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:37:38.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Day 6: A song that makes you cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I answered this with a &lt;a href="http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-16-song-that-makes-you-cry-or.html"&gt;previous challenge&lt;/a&gt; last year, and I still have the same answer today. It's still &lt;i&gt;Crystal Shawanda's&lt;/i&gt; '&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You Can Let Go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'. Just beautiful and heartbreaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/b2JODZvg8UE?rel=0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-206530470392447193?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/206530470392447193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=206530470392447193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/206530470392447193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/206530470392447193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-6-song-that-makes-you-cry.html' title='Day 6: A song that makes you cry.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/b2JODZvg8UE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4715682764717509763</id><published>2011-06-10T12:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T12:24:58.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 5: A photo of something you really hate.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got this photo from Google (which got it from &lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5crmzc8YX1qce08yo1_400.jpg"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;), something I really hate. And since we're talking about drugs, let me just say that I just can't understand why a lot of people take it. Okay, I'm just going to leave it at that. &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWvvDuERsgA/TfWQyGsbt8I/AAAAAAAAA80/LHVxKssal90/s1600/tumblr_l5crmzc8YX1qce08yo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWvvDuERsgA/TfWQyGsbt8I/AAAAAAAAA80/LHVxKssal90/s400/tumblr_l5crmzc8YX1qce08yo1_400.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&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/6635465906988517621-4715682764717509763?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4715682764717509763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4715682764717509763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4715682764717509763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4715682764717509763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-5-photo-of-something-you-really.html' title='Day 5: A photo of something you really hate.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWvvDuERsgA/TfWQyGsbt8I/AAAAAAAAA80/LHVxKssal90/s72-c/tumblr_l5crmzc8YX1qce08yo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1697964817903256394</id><published>2011-06-09T06:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T10:58:23.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Day 4: About your family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My family is far from perfect, and a lot of times we disagree on a lot of thing, but at the end of the day, when all is said and done, we can only depend and trust our lives on and with each other. My parents didn't have an easy life, but they did all they can to make sure I won't experience the difficulties that they've encountered. I am very much thankful for that, and I'm now trying my best to make sure my daughter will have a better life than what I had, and here's hoping that she'll never have to experience the hurts that I went through. That's wishful thinking but I will protect her as long as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1697964817903256394?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1697964817903256394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1697964817903256394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1697964817903256394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1697964817903256394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-4-about-your-family.html' title='Day 4: About your family.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-9051365981929473184</id><published>2011-06-08T12:13:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T12:26:51.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><title type='text'>Day 3: About your friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What about my friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I consider myself a friend to everyone, but I'm really close to a selected few. And just because I don't really understand the topic because it's too broad, I'm just going to post a beautiful song about friendship by Michael W. Smith. I was introduced to the song a long time ago when I was one of the critics of the play, &lt;i&gt;Friends Forever&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song is dedicated to everyone who considers me a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IbPKaIozS-c?rel=0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-9051365981929473184?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/9051365981929473184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=9051365981929473184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/9051365981929473184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/9051365981929473184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-3-about-your-friends.html' title='Day 3: About your friends.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IbPKaIozS-c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7292940415456004437</id><published>2011-06-07T11:54:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T12:13:17.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 2: The meaning behind your name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Which name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My real name is also my father's name that's why mine has a II at the end. My parents said they chose II since Jr. is more common.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My father said that they chose my nickname as such because although it's common, it's also quite unique. He said he also likes that name because according to him, it's what most Americans address their sons. You see, my parents, most especially my father, have had this American dream forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7292940415456004437?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7292940415456004437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7292940415456004437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7292940415456004437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7292940415456004437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-2-meaning-behind-your-name.html' title='Day 2: The meaning behind your name.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7576861932381076837</id><published>2011-06-06T12:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T11:54:12.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 1: 5 interesting facts about yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First day of the new challenge, and I'm already &lt;i&gt;challenged&lt;/i&gt;. This is a difficult topic. I've never considered myself interesting, so I have to think really hard about this and put my modesty aside, at least just for this topic. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, these will just be random facts since I haven't really thought about this at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. I was once an athlete. I may look like a contestant from &lt;i&gt;The Biggest Loser&lt;/i&gt;, but I was not always like this. I once flew high on the basketball court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't drink beer, wine, liquor, even Cali. The closest drink to alcohol that I like is Rootbeer. It's a personal decision, just like not smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;i&gt;Martin Nievera&lt;/i&gt; is my greatest musical influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My greatest dream role is the Beast in &lt;i&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I was a member of our school's dance group, even before I started singing solo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7576861932381076837?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7576861932381076837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7576861932381076837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7576861932381076837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7576861932381076837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-1-5-interesting-facts-about.html' title='Day 1: 5 interesting facts about yourself.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-408712364858976966</id><published>2011-06-05T12:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T12:44:15.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>New 30-Day Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Since I will be going back to the morning shift starting tomorrow, might as well as start another 30-day challenge. I feel that I would be able to do a lot of things in a busy shift rather than a boring shift so yeah, hope to finish the next 30 posts in 30 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;New 30-Day Challenge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 1: 5 interesting facts about yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2: The meaning behind your name.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3: About your friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 4: About your family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 5: A photo of something you really hate.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 6: A song that makes you cry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 7: Your crush.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 8: Something you hate about yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 9: Your definition of love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 10: Your best friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 11: A letter to one of your exes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 12: Your favorite female group.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 13: Your least favorite female group.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 14: Something you love about yourself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 15: What you would if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 16: A photo that makes you smile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 17: A photo that makes you want to cry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 18: A letter to someone you miss.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 19: A habit you wish you didn’t have.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 20: A letter to your parents.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 21: Short goals you wish to fulfill by the end of the month.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 22: Your nicknames &amp;amp; why you have them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 23: What you would find in your bag.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 24: A song that makes you smile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 25: How you found out about blogger &amp;amp; why you made one.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 26: First 10 songs to play on shuffle on your iPod.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 27: Your fashion style.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 28: What attracts you to someone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 29: Future plans/goals.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 30: Who are you?&lt;/b&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/6635465906988517621-408712364858976966?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/408712364858976966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=408712364858976966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/408712364858976966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/408712364858976966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-30-day-challenge.html' title='New 30-Day Challenge'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5266098054832938103</id><published>2011-06-03T11:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T11:54:53.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shaquille o&apos;neal'/><title type='text'>Shaq Retires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Big Diesel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, for an amazing 19 years in the NBA. You truly redefined the definition of &lt;i&gt;BIG&lt;/i&gt; in basketball. One of the greatest players of all-time, a class act on and off the court.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/U1jbL2WVLgU?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5266098054832938103?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5266098054832938103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5266098054832938103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5266098054832938103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5266098054832938103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/shaq-retires.html' title='Shaq Retires'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/U1jbL2WVLgU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-501155001683250325</id><published>2011-06-01T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T18:40:08.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stupidity'/><title type='text'>Stupidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dB526GMNP8/TeYWxGLyGKI/AAAAAAAAA8w/bHUq1GJ2X4s/s1600/stupidity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dB526GMNP8/TeYWxGLyGKI/AAAAAAAAA8w/bHUq1GJ2X4s/s400/stupidity.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Taking stupidity to a whole new level&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-501155001683250325?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/501155001683250325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=501155001683250325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/501155001683250325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/501155001683250325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/06/stupidity.html' title='Stupidity'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0dB526GMNP8/TeYWxGLyGKI/AAAAAAAAA8w/bHUq1GJ2X4s/s72-c/stupidity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2891375643312023980</id><published>2011-05-30T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T17:48:12.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>To Go (Back) or Not To Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have started to take the first steps in hopefully going back to the academe. I've always been an educator, even when I'm already in the BPO industry, I've always considered myself as such. There is a possibility though that if I can go back to the academe soon, it will not be in the city where I am now, but somewhere in the nearby cities and/or towns. If that happens, I'll just be going home during weekends, which is difficult for me. One, our production is coming soon, and we'll be having the 3x a week rehearsals, and second and the most important reason is that I am so not used to being away from my daughter. I know I'm busy a lot of times, and once classes start, she'll also be busy, but at least we'll be reading, studying and do a lot of things together, under the same roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifices will have to be made if I really want to go back to the academe, but as long as the timing is right, I am willing to make those sacrifices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-2891375643312023980?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2891375643312023980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2891375643312023980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2891375643312023980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2891375643312023980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/to-go-back-or-not-to-go.html' title='To Go (Back) or Not To Go?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4225525966500419607</id><published>2011-05-29T00:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T00:18:54.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>Tumblr or Blogger?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It hasn't been too long since I tried Tumblr and I enjoyed it a lot for a week. Now I'm thinking of deleting my Tumblr account. I know a lot of people using it, and I enjoyed it the first time I tried it. I had the same realization as &lt;a href="http://blog.imallowedto.com/2009/08/blogger-vs-tumblr.html"&gt;Dan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;I just realized recently that&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tumblr is not really built for what I am trying to do (create content vs. redistribute it)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I'm more comfortable letting out my feelings through my blog, and Blogspot (yeah, I know it's Blogger now) is just right for me, nothing fancy, just allowing me to express myself. Tumblr is more of a social networking site than a blog site.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I still like Tumblr, it's just not right for me, what I need, and what I want to do. Right now, I'm still contemplating if I'll delete my Tumblr account, or just leave it alone with all my posts.&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/6635465906988517621-4225525966500419607?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4225525966500419607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4225525966500419607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4225525966500419607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4225525966500419607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/tumblr-or-blogger.html' title='Tumblr or Blogger?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-8095512716506649896</id><published>2011-05-27T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T02:20:15.513+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lebron james'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miami heat'/><title type='text'>Lebron &amp; the Heat Torches the Bulls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ek7ElZFWM_0/Td_ofA4IR6I/AAAAAAAAA8s/MgW_VBFoNdw/s1600/246962_10150197468568463_8245623462_7077501_7317047_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ek7ElZFWM_0/Td_ofA4IR6I/AAAAAAAAA8s/MgW_VBFoNdw/s400/246962_10150197468568463_8245623462_7077501_7317047_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So much has been said about the Miami Heat, but they've proved wrong all haters and doubters by coming from behind and defeating the Chicago Bulls earlier. The Bulls were still ahead by 12 points with 3 minutes left in the game, and while a lot of people thought it was over, my idols King James and D-Wade took over. I wasn't able to control my tears when the Heat finally tied and took the lead courtesy of King James. I'm glad I stuck with Lebron when a lot of people said he was overrated and couldn't even carry his team in the clutch. Now if you followed the playoffs this year, you know that those haters are now eating their words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYBQqsj7dVg/Td_odT6x4qI/AAAAAAAAA8o/osRfDkHZn_U/s1600/250481_10150198779053463_8245623462_7088502_5529720_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYBQqsj7dVg/Td_odT6x4qI/AAAAAAAAA8o/osRfDkHZn_U/s400/250481_10150198779053463_8245623462_7088502_5529720_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Heat will face Dallas in the NBA Finals starting Wednesday, June 1, 2011 (Philippine time).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And do you know what Chicago Bulls legend Scottie Pippen said about Lebron James after personally witnessing all 5 games of the recently-concluded Eastern Conference Finals?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Michael Jordan is probably the greatest scorer to play the game, but I may go as far as to say LeBron James may be the greatest player to ever play the game because he is so potent offensively that not only can he score at will but he keeps everybody involved. You have to be on your Ps and Qs on defense. No guy on the basketball court is not a threat to score with LeBron James out there. Not only will LeBron dominate from the offensive end as well, but he’s also doing it on the defensive end which really makes him the complete package. He’s able to get in those passing lanes, shoot those gaps and create transition opportunities where he is pretty much unstoppable."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many people will definitely react to that, but hey, he's entitled to his own opinion, and I'm entitled to agree to his opinion. Besides, he played with MJ and he's just witnessed how LBJ shut down the Bulls MVP this year, D-Rose, so Pip definitely knows what he's talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-8095512716506649896?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8095512716506649896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=8095512716506649896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8095512716506649896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8095512716506649896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/lebron-heat-torches-bulls.html' title='Lebron &amp; the Heat Torches the Bulls'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ek7ElZFWM_0/Td_ofA4IR6I/AAAAAAAAA8s/MgW_VBFoNdw/s72-c/246962_10150197468568463_8245623462_7077501_7317047_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3539481565461997886</id><published>2011-05-23T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:02:15.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'>Disappointed Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My cousin and his girlfriend posted an invitation on my daughter's&amp;nbsp;Facebook&amp;nbsp;wall inviting her to their child's first birthday party. My daughter was so excited that she marked our calendar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fast forward to the day, my daughter and her mom went to the venue only to find it deserted. The only person who was there said my cousin wasn't home, period. There was no notice if the party was cancelled or transferred. It was raining hard so disappointed, they walked home. My daughter cried so hard because rarely does she attend parties, and this was one party she was so looking forward to. My heart was in pieces. As my tita once said, &lt;i&gt;"Their hurts are a thousandfold to us.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was so disappointed and mad. Then a couple of hours ago, the girlfriend of my cousin posted on Facebook that the party just ended, and told me that the venue was changed and that they sent me a text message supposedly informing me about that. Nice try. Lame excuse. In this age of technology, there's just no reason NOT to be able to contact anyone. If they did text me (which I doubt if they remembered me over all their more important friends), I didn't receive it. My 3 phones are on 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. I am also online on Facebook, Twitter, Yahoo Messenger, Google Talk and MSN Messenger for at least 12 hours a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If only I could shield my daughter from the harshness of the world forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If only.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3539481565461997886?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3539481565461997886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3539481565461997886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3539481565461997886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3539481565461997886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/disappointed-daughter.html' title='Disappointed Daughter'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1978393733513318893</id><published>2011-05-21T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T23:58:38.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lebron james'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miami heat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nba'/><title type='text'>Time to pay respect to James, Wade and Bosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is so well-written that I was in tears reading this so I just had to repost it. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/powellshaun"&gt;Shaun Powell&lt;/a&gt; is just an amazing writer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9I-3EoxN9w/TcwQGG29NpI/AAAAAAAAA8M/tP-AjP_hLNY/s1600/228209_10150178497513463_8245623462_6921087_2314897_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9I-3EoxN9w/TcwQGG29NpI/AAAAAAAAA8M/tP-AjP_hLNY/s400/228209_10150178497513463_8245623462_6921087_2314897_n.jpg" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MIAMI -- An NBA championship was not won last night. It only felt like it, looked like it and seemed like it at American Airlines Arena, where there was a changing of the guard. And the small forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was too much Dwyane Wade at the start against the Celtics, and definitely too much LeBron James at the finish, and a whole lot of emotion when the Heat assured that the East will send a new face to the NBA Finals next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LeBron, in particular, was misty-eyed moments after he brought the Celtics to tears, scoring the final 10 points of Game 5 in a blizzard of 3-point shots, a steal and a driving layup. This was his series, because &amp;nbsp;he crumbled against these very same Celtics a year ago as a member of the Cavaliers, and watched his brand collapse as well. And this was his game, seized by the finest three minutes of his basketball life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So he closed his eyes and knelt at midcourt, overcome by a beating heart and a lumpy throat. Then he took a hug from Celtics coach Doc Rivers and finally, a tight embrace from Wade, who had to be fished out from the crowd, where he was swallowed up after chasing a loose ball at the buzzer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What was churning inside LeBron's headband?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Everything," he said. "Everything that happened this summer, the decision to come down to this team. All the backlash I got from it. It is not about the individual. I am happy we got through it as a team. It was just very emotional at that point."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How emotional? Enough for LeBron to give a "my bad" -- officially, regretfully and dare we say, honestly -- for arriving here, to this point, in the manner in which he did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I apologize for the way it happened. (Pause.) But I knew this opportunity was once in a lifetime, in order for me to move on in my career, to be able to come down here to this organization."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-UKuoQMWKsvs/TcwQcLUj35I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/HI7mzahJYfo/s1600/LeBron-James-NBA-2010.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="377" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UKuoQMWKsvs/TcwQcLUj35I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/HI7mzahJYfo/s400/LeBron-James-NBA-2010.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well. That may not be enough for Cleveland to re-raise the "Witness" billboard. But strictly from a basketball standpoint, we did witness a new beginning for LeBron (endearing, maybe?) and the team he helped make. Respect must be paid, even if grudgingly so by the haters, for the way LeBron, Wade and Chris Bosh have figured it out, seven months later. They opened the season by losing to the Celtics, sputtered to a 9-8 start, endured constant abuse and scorn, and now just erased the Celtics in five to become a real threat to keep ticking folks off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Those three guys are tough," said Rivers. "Those two guys are monsters. When they're making their jump shots, they're tough to beat."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some perspective here: Miami is only halfway through the LeBron Buffet -- the Sixers were breakfast, the Celtics lunch -- but for a few moments last night, the belly was full because it contained the corpse of the Celtics. Yes, it's true Boston winged it with a one-armed Rajon Rondo. And the Celtics had only three starters on the floor in the final, crucial moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But beating the dominant team in the East of the last three years was symbolic, if nothing else. It was an important and necessary step for the Heat, to earn this gold star, to get confirmation that they are worthy of representing the East in the NBA Finals. Even if nobody outside of Miami seems to want them to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All you had to see was Wade scoring 23 points in the first half and LeBron going bananas after an 87-all tie. There were 34 points and 10 rebounds from Wade, 33 points from LeBron. The Celtics were tagged by the finest tag-team going, and these two players will most assuredly make the Heat the favorite to grab the trophy here in a new NBA world where the Celtics, Lakers and Spurs, the proud old guard, no longer reside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wade: "The things we went through over the summer, the summer of LeBron, the Boston Celtics were on our minds."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LeBron: "That was the team I wanted to get over the hump against."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So it's Miami to the East finals, the team formed with the purpose of winning a championship, now with a chance to win one -- or at least the conference title. Although, given their star power, would you rule against the Heat winning the whole shebang at this point, despite their obvious flaws (center, point guard, depth)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Heat may never be the people's champion, but even their perceived hatred can and should only go so far. They're the most intriguing team alive, if not the most closely followed. We turn the floor over to Rivers, who couldn't have said it better:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I've never seen a team more criticized in my life, and a guy, LeBron, criticized for doing what was legal," Rivers said. "He didn't break a law, and he didn't do anything wrong. The preseason parade may have been a little much, but other than that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I just told him good luck and keep going. He was very emotional, and good for him. I don't think you can play this sport and be a winner without emotion. For me, it was good to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I didn't like (the criticism) because I thought it helped them. They got booed for everything. I said it all year that I wished (the media) would leave them alone, because it allowed them to go through something and prepare for the playoffs."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And here they are. So deal with it. Because the Heat certainly have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;By Shaun Powell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nba.com/2011/news/features/shaun_powell/05/12/celtics-heat-game-5/index.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;http://www.nba.com/2011/news/features/shaun_powell/05/12/celtics-heat-game-5/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&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/6635465906988517621-1978393733513318893?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1978393733513318893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1978393733513318893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1978393733513318893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1978393733513318893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/time-to-pay-respect-to-james-wade-and.html' title='Time to pay respect to James, Wade and Bosh'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g9I-3EoxN9w/TcwQGG29NpI/AAAAAAAAA8M/tP-AjP_hLNY/s72-c/228209_10150178497513463_8245623462_6921087_2314897_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1371873542793680654</id><published>2011-05-20T00:08:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T00:38:41.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smallville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superman'/><title type='text'>Smallville Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The series finale of Smallville, after 10 seasons, was bittersweet for me. The very last scene was the exact scene I pictured out to be when Smallville first started. It was a story of Clark Kent's journey to becoming Superman so it was okay for me to end with Clark ripping his shirt to reveal the costume underneath. No problem there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFcG3Y7_kFI/TdqM1elei1I/AAAAAAAAA8k/-AdoYykBXKo/s1600/tumblr_lj5i5gUpgb1qia49to1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFcG3Y7_kFI/TdqM1elei1I/AAAAAAAAA8k/-AdoYykBXKo/s320/tumblr_lj5i5gUpgb1qia49to1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main and perhaps only problem for me was the scenes before that final scene. They made him Superman and they showed a lot of scenes with him as the Man of Steel. When you think about it, it's exciting, especially for those fans who really wanted to see Tom Welling flying and wearing the tights. Now because they decided to show him as Superman, they would have shown him up-close with the costume. The problem was they showed a CGI Superman that's very small on-screen, and whenever they show Tom, they only showed his face with the CGI cape behind him. Yes, Tom Welling never wore the costume and never will. That last shirt rip scene was just a t-shirt. How do I know? Because they never, ever showed Tom wearing the costume. It was all CGI.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8ivWkset0M/TdqMyUZQHOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/JLTPWnS4siE/s1600/finale13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8ivWkset0M/TdqMyUZQHOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/JLTPWnS4siE/s320/finale13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Disappointing? Maybe to a certain extent, but hey, Smallville's just like a best friend to me. We may have our up's and down's for 10 seasons, but it was definitely a wonderful experience all in all. It's just so sad to know that there will never be a new episode every week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you for the memories, Smallville.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1371873542793680654?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1371873542793680654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1371873542793680654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1371873542793680654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1371873542793680654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/smallville-ends.html' title='Smallville Ends'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yFcG3Y7_kFI/TdqM1elei1I/AAAAAAAAA8k/-AdoYykBXKo/s72-c/tumblr_lj5i5gUpgb1qia49to1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-714993849155565160</id><published>2011-05-18T21:24:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T21:34:50.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>My Mighty Pug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-591-I-CzCJ0/TdUaTxsM7NI/AAAAAAAAA8c/UyqbzqtYbdc/s1600/225363_10150181717807133_659577132_7242451_3777594_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-591-I-CzCJ0/TdUaTxsM7NI/AAAAAAAAA8c/UyqbzqtYbdc/s400/225363_10150181717807133_659577132_7242451_3777594_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My little dog - a heartbeat at my feet..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We already miss you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Mighty&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-714993849155565160?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/714993849155565160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=714993849155565160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/714993849155565160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/714993849155565160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-mighty-pug.html' title='My Mighty Pug'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-591-I-CzCJ0/TdUaTxsM7NI/AAAAAAAAA8c/UyqbzqtYbdc/s72-c/225363_10150181717807133_659577132_7242451_3777594_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-218454553198790553</id><published>2011-05-17T20:46:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T21:11:15.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manila'/><title type='text'>Family Bonding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our adventure was fun but very tiring. It was so great having quality time together with my family, but it was just so disappointing that there are still a lot of people who still have the &lt;i&gt;dog eats dog &lt;/i&gt;mentality. I'm talking about the taxi drivers who take advantage of their passengers, most especially tourists - local and foreign.&amp;nbsp;So disappointing &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a lighter note, we had a lot of fun going to a LOT of places with so little time in our hands. It was my wifey's first time so she wanted to go to a lot of places. The last time I went to Manila was more than a year ago, but the last time I went to Enchanted Kingdom and Tagaytay before our recent trip was 11 years ago with my college classmates. Nothing has changed from the last time I was there. It was more meaningful this time because I got to share the experiences with my wife and daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We just arrived in Cebu an hour ago, and I'm now at the office. Yes, no rest for me yet. I'll be doing the graveyard shift tonight, go home tomorrow at 6:30 AM, then go back to work for the swing shift at 1 PM. Weekend? We'll resume our rehearsals so no rest yet. Saturday evening maybe. Just maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-218454553198790553?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/218454553198790553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=218454553198790553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/218454553198790553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/218454553198790553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/family-bonding.html' title='Family Bonding'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7582217535019651494</id><published>2011-05-13T01:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T01:14:37.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manila'/><title type='text'>Another Adventure Starts Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is Friday the 13th, but I'm hoping luck and good vibes will come my way today being the last day of the work week, as my family and I prepare to go to the nation's capital tomorrow. It will just be a quick weekend getaway. I personally don't want to go to Manila because I know how bad the traffic is and all, but my wife and daughter are excited because it's their first time so I have to go too. No way I'm gonna allow them to explore Manila on their own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's exciting and nerve wracking at the same time is that we don't really have a detailed itinerary of our trip. There are just a few places that they'd like to go to, but we don't anything definite on when and how to get there, and where to stay for the 3 nights. Yes, we had the Hong Kong adventure last year, and we'll have our Manila adventure starting tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope there's internet connection wherever we'll spend the night in since it's Smallville's 2-hour series finale. There's no way I'm not gonna watch something I've loved and followed the past 10 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/6635465906988517621-7582217535019651494?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7582217535019651494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7582217535019651494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7582217535019651494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7582217535019651494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/another-adventure-starts-tomorrow.html' title='Another Adventure Starts Tomorrow'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7897693378891184816</id><published>2011-05-13T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:45:26.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nba'/><title type='text'>Dallas sweeping the Fakers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqNC2qecOA4/TcwRXFfqypI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/slpDcszpviw/s1600/225189_225311524149864_100000130549616_1059046_3825218_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqNC2qecOA4/TcwRXFfqypI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/slpDcszpviw/s640/225189_225311524149864_100000130549616_1059046_3825218_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Dream come true this year, at least for us Lakers-haters.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I don't &lt;i&gt;really &lt;/i&gt;hate the Lakers, I just really &lt;i&gt;hate their leader&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah&lt;/i&gt;, the ball-hog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7897693378891184816?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7897693378891184816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7897693378891184816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7897693378891184816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7897693378891184816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/dallas-sweeping-fakers.html' title='Dallas sweeping the Fakers'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qqNC2qecOA4/TcwRXFfqypI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/slpDcszpviw/s72-c/225189_225311524149864_100000130549616_1059046_3825218_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5590207515960759695</id><published>2011-05-06T17:56:00.029+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T21:39:35.927+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mystery girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><title type='text'>Mystery Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Waiting for a jeepney under the rain last Saturday, a very beautiful lady driving a beautiful car asked me to ride with her. She looked like she was a little younger than me, around 2 to 4 years younger, and she was alone. It came as a shock to me because I was a stranger and she opened her doors.. well, her &lt;i&gt;car &lt;/i&gt;door and she trusted me to ride with her. I wasn't able to get her name because I was too shy to ask or even start a conversation with her. Through the deafening silence inside her car, she switched on her car stereo and the first song that was played by the DJ was another shock: Remy Zero's &lt;i&gt;Save Me&lt;/i&gt;. Now for those who don't know, that song is the theme song of &lt;i&gt;Smallville. &lt;/i&gt;Talk about coincidence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, I wasn't able to get anything, not even the plate number. I was just too shocked and too shy to do anything. &lt;i&gt;Haha! &lt;/i&gt;All I remember was the brand of the car, &lt;i&gt;Hyundai&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope to see her again if only to say &lt;i&gt;Thank you&lt;/i&gt;. I thanked her when I disembarked from her car, but it was just a hurried &lt;i&gt;thank you&lt;/i&gt;. I hope to really thank her not just for the ride, but more importantly, for saving me from the rain and for being late. And yes, thank her for opening her heart to a stranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5590207515960759695?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5590207515960759695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5590207515960759695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5590207515960759695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5590207515960759695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/mystery-girl.html' title='Mystery Girl'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4781981521134414360</id><published>2011-05-04T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T06:56:00.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='avengers'/><title type='text'>Avengers Assembling Now</title><content type='html'>After watching &lt;i&gt;Thor &lt;/i&gt;last weekend, and re-watching &lt;i&gt;Iron Man 2 &lt;/i&gt;last night, the more I'm excited for &lt;i&gt;Captain America &lt;/i&gt;a couple months from now, and of course, the &lt;i&gt;Avengers&lt;/i&gt;, next year. May 4, 2012 to be exact. The first time the Avengers sort of assembled in public, I posted their picture in an &lt;a href="http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2010/08/avengers-assemble.html"&gt;old blog post&lt;/a&gt;. I'm just so excited that I just had to post this video. &lt;i&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TkINcovFxaY?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S. They've already started shooting the movie &lt;/i&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-4781981521134414360?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4781981521134414360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4781981521134414360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4781981521134414360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4781981521134414360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/avengers-assembling-now.html' title='Avengers Assembling Now'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TkINcovFxaY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2055373605947790841</id><published>2011-05-03T18:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:29:19.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='osama bin laden'/><title type='text'>The Psychology of Revenge: Why We Should Stop Celebrating Osama Bin Laden's Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I so like and totally agree with &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/pamela-gerloff/the-psychology-of-revenge_b_856184.html?ref=fb&amp;amp;src=sp"&gt;Dr. Pamela Gerloff&lt;/a&gt; on this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;While the killing of Osama bin Laden is being enthusiastically celebrated throughout America and parts of the world, to say that such merriment is out of order will surely be considered heresy. Nonetheless, I'm saying it -- because it needs to be said. What I am tempted to say is this: Get a grip, celebrators. Have you so little decency?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I do understand how those who have suffered from the events of 9/11 may feel relieved, even happy, to have "closure" after 10 years of waiting for "justice to be done" -- and I don't quarrel with such feelings. Closure is a natural yearning and can certainly help people move on from serious trauma. And feelings are feelings. If you feel joyful, you feel joyful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;But celebration is not in order, no matter what your feelings of elation. Here's why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Celebrating" the killing of any member of our species -- for example, by chanting "USA! USA!" and singing "The Star Spangled Banner" outside the White House or jubilantly demonstrating in the streets -- is a violation of human dignity. Regardless of the perceived degree of "good" or "evil" in any of us, we are all, each of us, human. To celebrate the killing of a life, any life, is a failure to honor life's inherent sanctity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Plenty of people will argue that Osama bin Laden did not respect the sanctity of others' lives. But I say, "So what?" One aspect of being human is our ability to choose our own behavior; more specifically, our capacity to return good for evil, love for hate, dignity for indignity. While some consider Osama bin Laden to have been the personification of evil, he was nonetheless a human being. A more appropriate response to his killing would be to mourn the many tragedies that led up to his violent death, as well as the violent deaths of thousands in the attempt to eliminate him from the face of the Earth; to feel compassion for anyone who, because of their role in the military or government, American or otherwise, has had to play any role in killing another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We are not a peaceful species. Nor are we a peaceful nation. The celebrations of this killing throughout the country draw attention to these facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;The death of Osama bin Laden gives us an opportunity to ask ourselves: What kind of nation and what kind of species do we want to be? Do we want to become a species that honors life? Do we want to become a species that embodies peace? If that is what we want, then we need to start now to examine our own hearts and actions, and begin to consciously evolve in that direction. We could start by not celebrating the killing of another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;It is hard not to think that some of the impulse to celebrate "justice being done" may also contain a certain pleasure in revenge -- not just "closure" but "getting even." The world is not safer with Osama bin Laden's violent demise (threat levels are going up, not down), so no cause for celebration there; evil has not been finally removed from the Earth, so no reason for jubilation on that count. The War on Terror goes on, so there is no closure in that regard. The truth is that "celebrating justice" when one person is killed -- as happens regularly in the gang wars of American cities -- only incites further desire for revenge, which, from "the other side's" viewpoint, is usually called "justice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Think of it. If a leader in our country were killed by another government in the manner in which Osama bin Laden was killed, as "justice" for his acts of aggression in the War on Terror -- and people from that other country were shown proudly chanting the country's name, singing their national anthem, and demonstrating in the streets -- Americans would likely feel more sickened than joyful, don't you think? The impulse to celebrate a death depends on what side you're on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;We will only have peace when we stop the cycle of jubilation over acts of violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Who will stop the cycle? If not us, who? If not you and I, who will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do not ask for whom the bell tolls.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It tolls for thee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--John Donne&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;By Dr. Pamela Gerloff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/pamela-gerloff/the-psychology-of-revenge_b_856184.html?ref=fb&amp;amp;src=sp"&gt;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/pamela-gerloff/the-psychology-of-revenge_b_856184.html?ref=fb&amp;amp;src=sp&lt;/a&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/6635465906988517621-2055373605947790841?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2055373605947790841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2055373605947790841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2055373605947790841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2055373605947790841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/psychology-of-revenge-why-we-should.html' title='The Psychology of Revenge: Why We Should Stop Celebrating Osama Bin Laden&apos;s Death'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2485051557327154718</id><published>2011-05-02T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:57:12.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john paul II'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, my idol &lt;i&gt;Pope John Paul II&lt;/i&gt; is now known as &lt;i&gt;Blessed John Paul II&lt;/i&gt;. Now that he has been beatified, I am so looking forward to his canonization. His feast day by the way is &lt;i&gt;October 22&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-hiDxImPpDnM/TcLIWEUpEJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/qxM8Osh45sE/s1600/Orlando%252C+FL+Bishop+Wenski+Residence+Lady+of+Czestochowa+w+Pope+John+Paul+II+full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hiDxImPpDnM/TcLIWEUpEJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/qxM8Osh45sE/s320/Orlando%252C+FL+Bishop+Wenski+Residence+Lady+of+Czestochowa+w+Pope+John+Paul+II+full.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Blessed John Paul II, &lt;i&gt;Ora Pro Nobis.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-2485051557327154718?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2485051557327154718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2485051557327154718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2485051557327154718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2485051557327154718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/finally-my-idol-pope-john-paul-ii-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hiDxImPpDnM/TcLIWEUpEJI/AAAAAAAAA8I/qxM8Osh45sE/s72-c/Orlando%252C+FL+Bishop+Wenski+Residence+Lady+of+Czestochowa+w+Pope+John+Paul+II+full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2057947862370750489</id><published>2011-05-01T19:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T19:05:48.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thor'/><title type='text'>Hemsworth Brothers Battled for Thor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trivia: Chris Hemsworth has been receiving rave reviews for his performance in the Kenneth Branagh-directed film. But it just so happens that he wasn't even on the director's original shortlist - and his younger brother, Liam was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UF-8BXB-K0/Tb_hR4h57GI/AAAAAAAAA8E/ZB3QEa27c4w/s1600/221818_10150167040742133_659577132_7121604_38748_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UF-8BXB-K0/Tb_hR4h57GI/AAAAAAAAA8E/ZB3QEa27c4w/s320/221818_10150167040742133_659577132_7121604_38748_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: justify;"&gt;After months of searching for his star, Branagh narrowed his list to four actors, including Liam. To make a long story short, fate intervened and Chris got the part - and did great to the role :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-2057947862370750489?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2057947862370750489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2057947862370750489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2057947862370750489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2057947862370750489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/05/hemsworth-brothers-battled-for-thor.html' title='Hemsworth Brothers Battled for Thor'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9UF-8BXB-K0/Tb_hR4h57GI/AAAAAAAAA8E/ZB3QEa27c4w/s72-c/221818_10150167040742133_659577132_7121604_38748_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1818108465566844926</id><published>2011-04-30T23:43:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:48:38.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>30. Look back on this last month and talk about it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This past month has been boring, as has been the past months. We've started reorganizing our theatre group and reorganizing our planned production so I'm looking forward to more interesting next couple of months. I was also in the graveyard shift this last month that made it boring even more. No matter how much sleep I try to get during the day, I still get very sleepy during a graveyard shift. Nothing really beats sleeping at night, that's the way our body clock has been &lt;i&gt;configured &lt;/i&gt;by the Almighty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And by the way, this is the last entry for the latest 30-day challenge, and it was swell. I look forward to finding other challenges online and doing it here again. &lt;i&gt;Haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1818108465566844926?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1818108465566844926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1818108465566844926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1818108465566844926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1818108465566844926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-look-back-on-this-last-month-and.html' title='30. Look back on this last month and talk about it.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-9174091199741913156</id><published>2011-04-29T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:56:36.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>29. If you could be doing the same things you do now, only in your own way, how would a normal day in your life go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd prefer to go to work on my own convenient time. &lt;i&gt;Haha! &lt;/i&gt;Aside from that, I'm okay with how my &lt;i&gt;normal day &lt;/i&gt;is going presently. I'm working in my most favorite shift - &lt;i&gt;yeah, the least stressful shift&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and aside from my gums, I'm not feeling any pain or discomfort lately. I'm thinking - seriously contemplating - of going back to the academe soonest, but before that, I just hope to enjoy the rest of the month in this shift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-9174091199741913156?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/9174091199741913156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=9174091199741913156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/9174091199741913156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/9174091199741913156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/29-if-you-could-be-doing-same-things.html' title='29. If you could be doing the same things you do now, only in your own way, how would a normal day in your life go?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-8164222987945659088</id><published>2011-04-28T17:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T18:35:46.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>28. Would you rather someone tell you the truth up front but gently, or be lied to to spare your feelings?</title><content type='html'>I am a very frank person, I got this from my father. I would rather tell the truth up front, sometimes even not &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;gently, but if it is person that I love or care about, then it would be difficult. I'm a very complicated individual and it's really not easy to be me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-8164222987945659088?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8164222987945659088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=8164222987945659088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8164222987945659088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8164222987945659088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/28-would-you-rather-someone-tell-you.html' title='28. Would you rather someone tell you the truth up front but gently, or be lied to to spare your feelings?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1800521700302819420</id><published>2011-04-27T04:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T17:54:08.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>27. Is there a friend you are worried about? Why do they have you concerned? Do you think they’ll be okay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am always concerned about my friends, especially those who are close to me, but through time, I have learned not to really get attached because in the end, it will be me who'll be left alone. A lot of friends have come and gone, and yes, I still consider them as friends. Many of them I have been concerned and worried about, but it was just nothing to them. I was no one to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lesson learned. I care but I have to let people be because they're living &lt;i&gt;their &lt;/i&gt;lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1800521700302819420?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1800521700302819420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1800521700302819420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1800521700302819420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1800521700302819420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/27-is-there-friend-you-are-worried.html' title='27. Is there a friend you are worried about? Why do they have you concerned? Do you think they’ll be okay?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4941623244350642270</id><published>2011-04-26T01:48:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T03:20:29.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='father'/><title type='text'>26. Talk about a moment where you were truly happy. What was happening? Who were you with?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZNVk5fwJwU/TbsO22-I8nI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ueYNj8_sEYY/s1600/father-8889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZNVk5fwJwU/TbsO22-I8nI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ueYNj8_sEYY/s320/father-8889.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The happiest moment in my life was seeing my daughter for the very first time. It was in ICU because there was a little emergency when her mom gave birth to her, but the moment I saw her, even with IV attached to her foot, and oxygen attached to her tiny nose, I just knew that she will be fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been hearing the same thing over and over from my friends that they're not ready to become parent/s. What they don't know is that no one is ever ready, and nothing can ever prepare you for that. But that moment when your child arrives in your life and you become a parent, you immediately become prepared for it. That's based on personal experience, an experience that was also the happiest moment of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Image taken from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.graphicshunt.com/images/father-8889.htm"&gt;http://www.graphicshunt.com/images/father-8889.htm&lt;/a&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/6635465906988517621-4941623244350642270?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4941623244350642270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4941623244350642270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4941623244350642270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4941623244350642270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/26-talk-about-moment-where-you-were.html' title='26. Talk about a moment where you were truly happy. What was happening? Who were you with?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SZNVk5fwJwU/TbsO22-I8nI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ueYNj8_sEYY/s72-c/father-8889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4819749097210334509</id><published>2011-04-25T01:32:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T01:49:22.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><title type='text'>25. What do you think it means to be a good parent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been a son for 30 years and a parent for 8 years, yet I still don't know how to be a good parent. I'm learning every single day, and I've also stumbled across an article about the &lt;a href="http://www.chiff.com/a/good-parenting.htm"&gt;Ten Basic Principles of Good Parenting&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is a quick overview of those ten according to the article:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. What you do matters.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Tell yourself that every day. How you treat and respond to your child should come from a knowledgeable, deliberate sense of what you want to accomplish. Always ask yourself: What effect will my decision have on my child?”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. You cannot be too loving.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“When it comes to genuine expressions of warmth and affection, you cannot love your child too much. It is simply not possible to spoil a child with love. What we often think of as the product of spoiling a child is never the result of showing a child too much love. It is usually the consequence of giving a child things in place of love—things like leniency, lowered expectations or material possessions.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Be involved in your child’s life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Being an involved parent takes time and is hard work, and it often means rethinking and rearranging your priorities. It frequently means sacrificing what you want to do for what your child needs you to do. Be there mentally as well as physically.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Adapt your parenting to fit your child.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Make sure your parenting keeps pace with your child’s development. You may wish you could slow down or freeze-frame your child’s life, but this is the last thing he wants. You may be fighting getting older, but all he wants is to grow up. The same drive for independence that is making your three-year-old say ‘no’ all the time is what’s motivating him to be toilet trained. The same intellectual growth spurt that is making your 13-year-old curious and inquisitive in the classroom also is making her argumentative at the dinner table.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Establish and set rules.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“If you don’t manage your child’s behavior when he is young, he will have a hard time learning how to manage himself when he is older and you aren’t around. Any time of the day or night, you should always be able to answer these three questions: Where is my child? Who is with my child? What is my child doing? The rules your child has learned from you are going to shape the rules he applies to himself.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Foster your child’s independence.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Setting limits helps your child develop a sense of self-control. Encouraging independence helps her develop a sense of self-direction. To be successful in life, she’s going to need both. Accepting that it is normal for children to push for autonomy is absolutely key to effective parenting. Many parents mistakenly equate their child’s independence with rebelliousness or disobedience. Children push for independence because it is part of human nature to want to feel in control rather than to feel controlled by someone else.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Be consistent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“If your rules vary from day to day in an unpredictable fashion, or if you enforce them only intermittently, your child’s misbehavior is your fault, not his. Your most important disciplinary tool is consistency. Identify your non-negotiables. The more your authority is based on wisdom and not on power, the less your child will challenge it.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. Avoid harsh discipline.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Of all the forms of punishment that parents use, the one with the worst side effects is physical punishment. Children who are spanked, hit or slapped are more prone to fighting with other children. They are more likely to be bullies and more likely to use aggression to solve disputes with others.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Explain your rules and decisions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Good parents have expectations they want their child to live up to. Generally, parents overexplain to young children and underexplain to adolescents. What is obvious to you may not be evident to a 12-year-old. He doesn’t have the priorities, judgment or experience that you have.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Treat your child with respect.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“The best way to get respectful treatment from your child is to treat him respectfully. You should give your child the same courtesies you would give to anyone else. Speak to him politely. Respect his opinion. Pay attention when he is speaking to you. Treat him kindly. Try to please him when you can. Children treat others the way their parents treat them. Your relationship with your child is the foundation for her relationships with others.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-4819749097210334509?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4819749097210334509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4819749097210334509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4819749097210334509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4819749097210334509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/25-what-do-you-think-it-means-to-be.html' title='25. What do you think it means to be a good parent?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7051076395014985149</id><published>2011-04-24T01:11:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T01:32:07.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>24. Are you more social or independent? Why do you think that is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am more independent than social because that's how I was brought up by my parents. I was trained not to really rely on anyone else but myself. Growing up, I've tried my best to learn how to play with a team, and yes, I'm a team player now, but I am still independent. I play well with a team but I can also do good even if I'm alone. I've always felt alone in most parts of my life, and that's one of the reasons why I am what I am now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7051076395014985149?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7051076395014985149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7051076395014985149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7051076395014985149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7051076395014985149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/24-are-you-more-social-or-independent.html' title='24. Are you more social or independent? Why do you think that is?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-9038787866224792486</id><published>2011-04-23T00:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T01:11:00.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>23. Explain your life plan for the next month, then the next year, then three years, then five years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We'll be going to Manila next month and though my wife has planned a full itinerary for us, I hope to find time to meet up with friends I've known for so long but haven't met in person yet. I also hope that our rehearsals will go smoothly next month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope to be back in the academe next year, or even this year if possible. And in the next three and five years, I hope to be working still in the academe, with hopefully another son or daughter, and still in theatre. That would be the dream. Yes, I do believe that dreams come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-9038787866224792486?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/9038787866224792486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=9038787866224792486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/9038787866224792486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/9038787866224792486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/23-explain-your-life-plan-for-next.html' title='23. Explain your life plan for the next month, then the next year, then three years, then five years.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4859734009978754307</id><published>2011-04-22T23:31:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:59:30.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>22. How do you think people see you? Be a little negative and a little positive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some people see me as noisy, annoying at times. Others see me as a shy, no-self-confidence-whatsoever. I know that there are also a few people who see me as talented, maybe a little gifted, but those people are extinct now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before, I used to think that what people think of me is important. Over the years, I've experienced how unfair life is, and how cruel people can be, so as long as the people that matters know the real me and have accepted me for what I am, I can sleep soundly at night (or during the day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-4859734009978754307?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4859734009978754307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4859734009978754307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4859734009978754307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4859734009978754307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/22-how-do-you-think-people-see-you-be.html' title='22. How do you think people see you? Be a little negative and a little positive.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-63538271231189290</id><published>2011-04-21T03:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T03:21:00.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>21. Look back. Why did you choose this challenge? Do you think it says anything about you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I honestly chose this challenge because I felt that I've run out of things to blog about, and I wanted to test myself if I would be able to open up about random things at an instant. &lt;i&gt;Yes, &lt;/i&gt;the only time I read about the challenges is on the day itself when I blog about it so right now, I don't have an idea on what tomorrow's challenge is, it adds to the excitement and the challenge itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-63538271231189290?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/63538271231189290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=63538271231189290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/63538271231189290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/63538271231189290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/21-look-back-why-did-you-choose-this.html' title='21. Look back. Why did you choose this challenge? Do you think it says anything about you?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3330504723234980746</id><published>2011-04-20T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T05:04:20.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess velasco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic princess'/><title type='text'>The Acoustic Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Get a copy of Princess Velasco's albums and be inspired too. Her latest album is &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Acoustic Princess &lt;/i&gt;which contains 14 beautiful songs. Here's a sample..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DGCSfSU1kB0?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. Firework&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. Love the way you lie ( part II )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. U Smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. Just the way you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. Dynamite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. Teenage Dream&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. Mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. Something bout love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Please don't go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. DJ got us falling in love again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11. Beautiful Monster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;12.Perfectly lonely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;13. Don't go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;14. Lonely night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3330504723234980746?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3330504723234980746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3330504723234980746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3330504723234980746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3330504723234980746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/acoustic-princess_20.html' title='The Acoustic Princess'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/DGCSfSU1kB0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-8630526933416970092</id><published>2011-04-20T04:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T04:52:51.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess velasco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acoustic princess'/><title type='text'>Princess Velasco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had the great honor of meeting&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; Princess Marie Velasco&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, the &lt;i&gt;Acoustic Princess,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;last weekend and I was in awe the whole time. I was totally speechless, and that's something that don't happen very often. I learned about her show here from &lt;i&gt;Ate Berns&lt;/i&gt;, Shin Shin's PA who was also Princess' PA here. We were texting and Ate Berns asked me to drop by the Ayala Center that afternoon so we can meet up. I told her that I had rehearsals and a gig but I'll try my best. After rehearsals, I went straight to Ayala and told my co-performers that I'll catch up with the gig if I can. I wasn't able to but it was fine because they did a superb job on their own, and I was able to finally see and hear Princess perform live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9lcLP1CFSo/Ta3z_6BeGfI/AAAAAAAAA78/LSttcy66k1Y/s1600/tumblr_lhio41qnY51qhxis8o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9lcLP1CFSo/Ta3z_6BeGfI/AAAAAAAAA78/LSttcy66k1Y/s320/tumblr_lhio41qnY51qhxis8o1_500.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aside from having a very beautiful face and angelic voice, what makes Princess more amazing is her background - educational and work background to be exact. She graduated with degrees in Communication Arts and Advertising Management from De La Salle University, then later earned her Master of Business Administration at the University of the Philippines. She was a marketing executive for a few years, and was assistant professorial lecturer on Marketing and Advertising also at DLSU. She left those to pursue her singing career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aside from making me relax while listening to her songs, I am truly inspired by her since like her, I've achieved a lot in my studies, and maybe in my profession, but haven't really fulfilled my dream to become a professional performer. Being one of the youngest to get a Master's degree and a Ph.D. degree doesn't really mean a thing because what I've always wanted was to inspire and touch people through my singing. Besides, I was kinda &lt;i&gt;forced &lt;/i&gt;to finish those degrees just because I was a very young professor assisting the President of the university.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Princess Velasco is a real-life, modern day princess and a true inspiration to so many people around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mabuhay ka, Princess! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-8630526933416970092?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8630526933416970092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=8630526933416970092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8630526933416970092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8630526933416970092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/acoustic-princess.html' title='Princess Velasco'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9lcLP1CFSo/Ta3z_6BeGfI/AAAAAAAAA78/LSttcy66k1Y/s72-c/tumblr_lhio41qnY51qhxis8o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3412825388214096756</id><published>2011-04-20T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T03:20:27.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='princess velasco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='david cook'/><title type='text'>20. Again, pick a song that projects the mood of your week or day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H8xi-bi64W4?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This song doesn't really project my mood for the day or week, but I've been listening to this song a gazillion times this week, Princess Velasco's version of David Cook's &lt;i&gt;Time of my Life&lt;/i&gt;. I fell in love with the song the first time I heard it during the David's victory in American Idol 7, and listening to Princess' beautiful fresh take of the song renewed my love for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3412825388214096756?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3412825388214096756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3412825388214096756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3412825388214096756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3412825388214096756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/20-again-pick-song-that-projects-mood.html' title='20. Again, pick a song that projects the mood of your week or day.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/H8xi-bi64W4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-175743816219269767</id><published>2011-04-19T05:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T05:44:19.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>19. If you could be anywhere in the world, but you had to be there for a certain cause, where would you be and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are a lot of places in the world that I'd like to be in, but if I have to choose a place to be in for a certain cause, I'll have to say I would want to stay here in my own country and do what I can to help my countrymen. There are a lot of pain and suffering in a lot of countries right now, and though not as grave as the other countries, there's also much pain and suffering here in the Philippines. I would want to serve my country and fellow Filipinos before going somewhere else to serve others.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-175743816219269767?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/175743816219269767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=175743816219269767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/175743816219269767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/175743816219269767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/19-if-you-could-be-anywhere-in-world.html' title='19. If you could be anywhere in the world, but you had to be there for a certain cause, where would you be and why?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-6366052079647111583</id><published>2011-04-18T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T05:36:53.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>18. Talk about your extended family. Why do you think they are the way they are?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/086/1/4/The_Simpsons__Extended_Family_by_The_Purple_Airedale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs44/f/2009/086/1/4/The_Simpsons__Extended_Family_by_The_Purple_Airedale.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How far are we &lt;i&gt;extending&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;here? Well, my family's always been unique and diverse. Like my cousins and I, we're alike in so many ways, and we're also so much different. I think this is where nature and nurture come in. Nature, like our genes, made us similar in so many ways, but growing up in different environments and with different individuals, the nurture side, made us different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am still in awe of the er.. &lt;i&gt;awesomeness &lt;/i&gt;of this circle of life so to speak. So much different yet so much alike. Different people but with kindred souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-6366052079647111583?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6366052079647111583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=6366052079647111583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6366052079647111583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6366052079647111583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/18-talk-about-your-extended-family-why.html' title='18. Talk about your extended family. Why do you think they are the way they are?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2841692254195242023</id><published>2011-04-17T04:45:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T05:27:29.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>17. Who was the last person you kissed? (If you are still with them now, pick the person before them.) What would they say if they saw you now?a</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really understand the question well. With the question, "&lt;i&gt;who was the last person I kissed"&lt;/i&gt;, I'd have to say my daughter. I kissed her last night on the way to work. But there is a follow up question,&lt;i&gt; "If you are still with them now, pick the person before them"&lt;/i&gt;, which means, if I understand it correctly, that this is a romantic kind of &lt;i&gt;kiss&lt;/i&gt; question because of course, I am still with my daughter or she's still with me. Whatever, I answered the main question and disregarding the follow up question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-2841692254195242023?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2841692254195242023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2841692254195242023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2841692254195242023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2841692254195242023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/17-who-was-last-person-you-kissed-if.html' title='17. 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What would they say if they saw you now?a'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-632864460932796850</id><published>2011-04-17T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:19:35.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smallville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superman'/><title type='text'>4 More Episodes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am in tears watching this teaser, and goosebumps surplus to the highest level..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4 Episodes more and everything will come to an end.. ironically, the end of Smallville means the beginning of a new chapter in Clark's life, to finally become the Hero he's destined to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TV7ttZueyq8?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-632864460932796850?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/632864460932796850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=632864460932796850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/632864460932796850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/632864460932796850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/4-more-episodes.html' title='4 More Episodes'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TV7ttZueyq8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-518181337515328253</id><published>2011-04-16T01:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T04:45:02.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>16. What are you passionate about?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've always been passionate about music and theatre. I got support from my parents, but they were not really enthusiastic about it before. My friends were not too excited about it either. They lacked understanding before as to how difficult this field is, and I don't think they understand better now. I am glad though that I've found people who became my friends who share my passion. I just hope that we'll be able to do this as long as we can, and I hope that like me, these people are into music and theatre because they love it, and not because of anything else. After all, there's never been money in theatre unless you're Lea Salonga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-518181337515328253?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/518181337515328253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=518181337515328253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/518181337515328253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/518181337515328253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/16-what-are-you-passionate-about.html' title='16. What are you passionate about?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-8032555988045544745</id><published>2011-04-15T01:48:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T01:55:33.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>15. What do you believe in? And not just God or atheism.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stevebeckow.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/stairway-to-heaven-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="343" src="http://stevebeckow.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/stairway-to-heaven-3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I honestly believe that there is a higher power that's in control, at the same time, giving us the free will to do things that we want to do, and be what we want to be. I call Him my God, others call Him by different names. &lt;i&gt;Yes, &lt;/i&gt;I believe in Him, always did, will always do. I am not really religious but my faith is strong. He keeps me strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-8032555988045544745?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8032555988045544745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=8032555988045544745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8032555988045544745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8032555988045544745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/15-what-do-you-believe-in-and-not-just.html' title='15. What do you believe in? And not just God or atheism.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4265536468537253071</id><published>2011-04-14T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T11:30:08.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>14. When you are stressed, what can you use as an outlet? Why do you think it helps you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before, it was DVD's and Plants vs Zombies when I am stressed, but now, I'd rather sleep and recharge. I'm not getting any younger, and I've not had enough rest for years now so instead of continuing to kill myself slowly, I'm starting to sleep often and longer again. It's not easy especially for me. I've always thought that sleeping is a waste of time, and I'd rather do things than sleep. I still believe in that, but at the same time, I'm thinking about the wear and tear of my body, and how young my daughter is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's funny how your perceptions and ideas change instantly when you think of your loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-4265536468537253071?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4265536468537253071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4265536468537253071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4265536468537253071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4265536468537253071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/14-when-you-are-stressed-what-can-you.html' title='14. When you are stressed, what can you use as an outlet? Why do you think it helps you?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-6970850996895109212</id><published>2011-04-13T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T11:25:26.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>13. Where do you see your best friend in 10 years?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10 years from now, I see him still in the same institution where he's working right now, holding a much higher position than teaching. He is very intelligent and talented, and has amazing people skills so he's very much capable to hold a high position in the academe. I will be very proud to see him achieve that in 10 years or less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-6970850996895109212?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6970850996895109212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=6970850996895109212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6970850996895109212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6970850996895109212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/13-where-do-you-see-your-best-friend-in.html' title='13. Where do you see your best friend in 10 years?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1747274208348682242</id><published>2011-04-12T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:40:56.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>12. If you could trade places with anyone for one week, who would it be and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Jl60QLoYfE/TaNY9a8937I/AAAAAAAAA74/gGMgKp0yC1w/s1600/zach.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Jl60QLoYfE/TaNY9a8937I/AAAAAAAAA74/gGMgKp0yC1w/s320/zach.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I could trade places with anyone for one week, or even for a day, it would be either &lt;b&gt;Zachary Levi&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;Lebron James&lt;/b&gt;. Both are doing the things that I love doing most, and getting paid a LOT of money doing it. &lt;i&gt;Whew&lt;/i&gt;, that would be the greatest thing on Earth, doing something that doesn't feel like work and getting paid to do it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1747274208348682242?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1747274208348682242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1747274208348682242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1747274208348682242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1747274208348682242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/12-if-you-could-trade-places-with.html' title='12. If you could trade places with anyone for one week, who would it be and why?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Jl60QLoYfE/TaNY9a8937I/AAAAAAAAA74/gGMgKp0yC1w/s72-c/zach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-6871556422082238464</id><published>2011-04-11T03:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:14:45.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>11. Do you feel protective over someone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am &lt;i&gt;VERY PROTECTIVE&lt;/i&gt; of my loved ones - my &lt;i&gt;soul sisters &lt;/i&gt;can attest to that. But I think I will be most protective of my daughter. It's my nature, and for my daughter's sake, I will try my very best to be protective, but at the same time, give her freedom and responsibility, especially when she grows up. I promise this to myself, and I have this blog entry to remind me of that. &lt;i&gt;Yes, &lt;/i&gt;I read my blog entries often, they keep me grounded and remind of the things that I should be thankful for - good and not-so-good things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-6871556422082238464?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6871556422082238464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=6871556422082238464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6871556422082238464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6871556422082238464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/11-do-you-feel-protective-over-someone.html' title='11. Do you feel protective over someone?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3928399596030366628</id><published>2011-04-10T03:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T03:08:10.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>10. Did you have a good day or a bad day? Where do you think that defining line was?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was generally a good day except that our internet at home went down for the first time since we got it installed a little more than a year ago. I'm at an internet cafe right now after a short hike - my usual weekend walk. Defining line? Well, I got to have a long conversation with my dad which didn't end in an argument so yeah, that was one of the highlights of today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3928399596030366628?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3928399596030366628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3928399596030366628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3928399596030366628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3928399596030366628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/10-did-you-have-good-day-or-bad-day.html' title='10. Did you have a good day or a bad day? Where do you think that defining line was?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4316896122257766744</id><published>2011-04-09T00:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T00:11:00.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>9. Where do you see yourself in 10 years?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 10 years, I see myself as a proud parent to my 18 year old daughter who have been everything I dreamed about. I see us in a land far from the Philippines where I don't have to turn the aircon and electric fan at the same time, I'm wearing 3 layers of clothing and I'm not sweating. I see myself as someone who's not rich, but is contented and relatively successful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-4316896122257766744?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4316896122257766744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4316896122257766744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4316896122257766744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4316896122257766744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/9-where-do-you-see-yourself-in-10-years.html' title='9. Where do you see yourself in 10 years?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5965351330062498633</id><published>2011-04-08T23:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T23:56:00.389+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>8. Write about the first moment that comes to your head when you read the words “childhood memory”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember arriving home from school and watching cartoons on our very small TV inside my parents' bedroom which was also my room, with the sun penetrating the window pane. It's funny that I can also remember clearly going to school, the route I always take, the store I stop by to buy something, but I don't remember much about the happenings inside the school. I know I have a very good memory but it's also kinda selective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5965351330062498633?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5965351330062498633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5965351330062498633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5965351330062498633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5965351330062498633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/8-write-about-first-moment-that-comes.html' title='8. Write about the first moment that comes to your head when you read the words “childhood memory”'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-8835793263312921121</id><published>2011-04-08T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T05:13:42.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>100 Truths - Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Firsts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;52. First surgery — Wisdom tooth extraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;53. First piercing — None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;54. First best friend — Ferdie, Elementary best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;55. First sport you joined — Soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;56. First vacation — Barili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;57. First kiss&amp;nbsp;—&amp;nbsp;My first girl friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;58. First pair of trainers — My uncle's old Nike's - lasted 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Right now:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;59. Eating — Anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;60. Drinking — Water, Milo 3-in-1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;61. I’m about to — End my shift and go home to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;62. I’m listening to — Martin Nievera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;63. Waiting for — Our short vacation to Davao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your future:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;64. Want kids? — Already have one, want some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;65. Get married? — Been there, done that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;66. Career? — Hoping to go back to the academe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Which is better…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;67. Lips or eyes ? — Eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;68. Hugs or kisses ? — Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;69. Shorter or taller? — Shorter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;70. Older or younger? — Younger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous? — Both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms? — Doesn't matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;73. Sensitive or loud? — Sensitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship? — Relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;75. Devil or angel? — Angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have you ever…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;76. Kissed a stranger? — No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;77. Drunk hard liquor? — No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;78. Lost glasses/contacts? — No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;79. Sex on first date? — No.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;80. Broken someone’s heart? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;81. Had your heart broken? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;82. Been arrested? — No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;83. Turned down someone you love? Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;84. Fallen for a friend? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;85. Raison d’ Etre? — To fulfill my mission in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Do you believe in…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;86. Yourself? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;87. Miracles? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;88. Love at first sight? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;89. Heaven? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;90. Santa Claus? — In the spirit of Christmas, yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;91. Kiss on the first date? — It’s not something you plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;92. Angels? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Answer truthfully…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;93. Do you still think about past loves? — If something or someone reminds me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;94. Did you start your day with a prayer? – Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;95. Did you sing today? — Yes, Kindred Hearts Theme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;96. Who was the one that got away? — Whoever that is, she got away so I can meet my present and future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go, and why? — High school, I would want to be more serious &amp;nbsp;with my studies and my basketball career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be? — My daughter's birthday, it's the day that she's happiest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love again? — No.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths? — YES!&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/6635465906988517621-8835793263312921121?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/8835793263312921121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=8835793263312921121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8835793263312921121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/8835793263312921121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/100-truths-part-2.html' title='100 Truths - Part 2'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7378190973140385014</id><published>2011-04-07T03:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T03:50:30.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>7. Think of the last person you hugged. What would you do if they vanished completely?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last person I hugged was my daughter. I hugged her last night before going to work. She's everything to me and if ever she'll &lt;i&gt;vanish&lt;/i&gt;, then my life will vanish with her. It sounds cliche, but she's my life and losing her means losing my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7378190973140385014?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7378190973140385014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7378190973140385014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7378190973140385014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7378190973140385014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-think-of-last-person-you-hugged-what.html' title='7. Think of the last person you hugged. What would you do if they vanished completely?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3224417409726837926</id><published>2011-04-07T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T04:12:04.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='100 truths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>100 Truths - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Sunday, Ruffa Gutierrez had a &lt;a href="http://www.philstar.com/funfare/ExclusivesArticle.aspx?articleId=672493&amp;amp;publicationSubCategoryId=70"&gt;'100 Truths' Interview&lt;/a&gt; with Ricky Lo for the Philippine Star, and I found it quite interesting so I'm adapting it here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;What was your…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. Last beverage — Iced tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. Last phone call — My mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Last text message — Ritchee, our "Bisaya Lessons".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. Last song you listened to &amp;nbsp;— A Moment Like This by Leona Lewis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. Last time you cried — Last Tuesday, when I watched 'Tanging Ina Mo, Last na Toh'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Have you ever…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. Dated someone twice — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. Been cheated on — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;8. Kissed someone and regretted it — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. Lost someone special — Many times (Death).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;10. Been depressed — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;List three favorite colors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;11. Blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;12. Green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;13. White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;14. Pink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;This year (2011), have you…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;15. Made a new friend — Yes, many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;16. Fallen out of love — No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;17. Laughed until you cried — A lot of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;18. Met someone who changed you — Not really changed me, more of me changing them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were — I already know who my true friends are,&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;learn that this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you — People talk about me all the time. I’m used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;21. Any regrets — None. You can’t turn back the hands of time. I appreciate the person I am now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;General:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;22. Prized possession&amp;nbsp;—&amp;nbsp;Old photographs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;23. Hobby&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;—&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;24. Do you have any pets? — Dogs, but they're more of family pets, not mine alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;25. Do you want to change your name? — I like my nickname, but I would want to change my real name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;26. What did you do on your last birthday? — Went to work, then went to a sort of surprise thrown by my Kindred Hearts Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;27. What time did you wake up today? — 4:30 PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night — Tweeting at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;29. Name something you cannot wait for — To go to Davao and Manila to relax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;30. Last time you saw your mother — Yesterday morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life? — My weight, wish I was more disciplined then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;32. What makes you sad?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hearing tragic news from all over the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;33. Your happiness — Katrina Alyssa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;34. What’s getting on your nerves right now? — Like right now? My very young &lt;i&gt;over-confident &lt;/i&gt;officemate over-teaching our new officemate who's way better and more experienced than him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;35. Most visited webpage — Twitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;37. Food that I avoid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, 'Liberation Sans', FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Really fatty ones and those high in cholesterol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;37. Nicknames — Sonny, Kal, Kuya, Tatay, Alki, Clark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;38. Relationship Status — Happy and Contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;39. Zodiac sign — Scorpio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;40. What do you wear on a nightout? — Jeans and Dark colored shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;41. What do you wear to a casual lunch? — Whatever I can pull out from my closet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;42. What do you wear on a bad day? — Old shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;43. Fashion Icon — Not into fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;44. Hair color — Would like to try having a few highlights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;45. Favorite brother&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Blood brother? I only have one and he's dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;46. Height — 5'6"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone? — Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;48. What do you like about yourself? — I know I can do a LOT of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;49. Workout&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hiking around our village, going up and down the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;50. Tattoos — None.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;51. Righty or lefty? — Righty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be continued..&lt;/i&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/6635465906988517621-3224417409726837926?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3224417409726837926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3224417409726837926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3224417409726837926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3224417409726837926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/100-truths-part-1.html' title='100 Truths - Part 1'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-2841144731225931973</id><published>2011-04-06T00:54:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T00:54:00.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>6. Talk about a recent experience that has affected you greatly and how.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The recent earthquakes in New Zealand, Japan and other parts of the globe. It's not a personal experience but an experience that affected everyone all over the world. It made me worry about my daughter's future. If those great cities, more advanced than us, fell, then I don't want to imagine what will happen to our own city if (Heaven forbid!) the &lt;i&gt;big one &lt;/i&gt;happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-2841144731225931973?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/2841144731225931973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=2841144731225931973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2841144731225931973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/2841144731225931973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/6-talk-about-recent-experience-that-has.html' title='6. Talk about a recent experience that has affected you greatly and how.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-3265057816550400745</id><published>2011-04-05T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T00:53:35.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>5. Pick a song that projects the same mood as your day or week and explain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will I Survive by &lt;i&gt;Introvoys&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is the first song that comes to mind because pay day is still more than a week away, and aside from work, there are a lot of activities this week that would require my attendance and therefore would need me to spend more than what I can spend for this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The lyrics of the song is about love, but the title says it all for me this week. Will I survive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-3265057816550400745?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/3265057816550400745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=3265057816550400745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3265057816550400745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/3265057816550400745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/5-pick-song-that-projects-same-mood-as.html' title='5. Pick a song that projects the same mood as your day or week and explain.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-6314372552369548899</id><published>2011-04-04T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T00:12:16.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>4. What do you think it means to be in love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;For me, being in love means wanting someone to be happy even if her happiness means you are not a part of it. And contrary to what a lot of people believe, I believe that love sees more and it's willing to see less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-6314372552369548899?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6314372552369548899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=6314372552369548899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6314372552369548899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6314372552369548899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/4-what-do-you-think-it-means-to-be-in.html' title='4. What do you think it means to be in love?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1266554982099496425</id><published>2011-04-03T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T00:07:36.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>3. Where have you been spending your time lately? Three/Five/Ten years ago would you have expected to be there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Same with the past 29 years of my life, I've been spending my time at home and at work. Up to my 20th year, I spent my time at home and at school. Yes, my life's boring and it's my fault. There were a lot of opportunities before that would have changed my life, but I was too &lt;i&gt;chicken &lt;/i&gt;and didn't have confidence in myself. I still don't, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Years ago, I dreamed to be somewhere else. I am still dreaming that dream today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1266554982099496425?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1266554982099496425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1266554982099496425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1266554982099496425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1266554982099496425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/3-where-have-you-been-spending-your.html' title='3. Where have you been spending your time lately? Three/Five/Ten years ago would you have expected to be there?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-6142940924364842570</id><published>2011-04-02T23:29:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T23:50:34.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myself'/><title type='text'>2. Who are you? In comparison to who you used to be. What made you change?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have always been who I am. Maybe now that I'm older, I'm a bit wiser, a bit tougher (the world did this to me), and maybe a bit more confident than before, but still shy, and kinda insecure. I know I am this way because of my parents, that's why I'm trying my best to not do the same to my daughter, and so far, comparing her development from when I was her age, she's way better than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What made me change? The world. Society. The people around me. It's a dog eats dog world, and if you don't toughen up, you'll be eaten by other dogs. I know, I have been eaten many times before and left for dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-6142940924364842570?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6142940924364842570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=6142940924364842570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6142940924364842570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6142940924364842570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/2-who-are-you-in-comparison-to-who-you.html' title='2. Who are you? In comparison to who you used to be. What made you change?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5348863343233324832</id><published>2011-04-01T09:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T23:29:20.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>1. What happened today? If it was the last day of your life, how satisfied would you be with your final hours?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today's the first day of the month so I'm starting another challenge, a more difficult than last month, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I tried my best not to be late today, but I still was - 65 minutes! Starting next week, my shift will start at 930 PM, instead of 6 AM last month so I know I won't be as tardy as I was in March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened today so far, since it's still early. &lt;i&gt;Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today's the last day of my life, I would pass to the other side with less burden than before. I have started to appreciate everything, including all the lessons in my life, and if I were to depart this earth soon, I know I will have left a part of me to the few people that matter most to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5348863343233324832?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5348863343233324832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5348863343233324832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5348863343233324832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5348863343233324832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-what-happened-today-if-it-was-last.html' title='1. What happened today? If it was the last day of your life, how satisfied would you be with your final hours?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1488458475734174985</id><published>2011-03-31T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:31:46.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts 30 Day Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I again found this while going around online, and I feel this is timely because Lent will be celebrated this April.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;1. What happened today? If it was the last day of your life, how satisfied would you be with your final hours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;2. Who are you? In comparison to who you used to be. What made you change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;3. Where have you been spending your time lately? Three/Five/Ten years ago would you have expected to be there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;4. What do you think it means to be in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;5. Pick a song that projects the same mood as your day or week and explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;6. Talk about a recent experience that has effected you greatly and how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;7. Think of the last person you hugged. What would you do if they vanished completely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;8. Write about the first moment that comes to your head when you read the words “childhood memory”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;9. Where do you see yourself in 10 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;10. Did you have a good day or a bad day? Where do you think that defining line was?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;11. Do you feel protective over someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;12. If you could trade places with anyone for one week, who would it be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;13. Where do you see your best friend in 10 years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;14. When you are stressed, what can you use as an outlet? Why do you think it helps you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;15. What do you believe in? And not just God or atheism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;16. What are you passionate about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;17. Who was the last person you kissed? (If you are still with them now, pick the person before them.) What would they say if they saw you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;18. Talk about your extended family. Why do you think they are the way they are?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;19. If you could be anywhere in the world, but you had to be there for a certain cause, where would you be and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;20. Again, pick a song that projects the mood of your week or day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;21. Look back. Why did you choose this challenge? Do you think it says anything about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;22. How do you think people see you? Be a little negative and a little positive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;23. Explain your life plan for the next month, then the next year, then three years, then five years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;24. Are you more social or independent? Why do you think that is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;25. What do you think it means to be a good parent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;26. Talk about a moment where you were truly happy. What was happening? Who were you with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;27. Is there a friend you are worried about? Why do they have you concerned? Do you think they’ll be okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;28. Would you rather someone tell you the truth up front but gently, or be lied to to spare your feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;29. If you could be doing the same things you do now, only in your own way, how would a normal day in your life go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-small;"&gt;30. Look back on this last month and talk about it.&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/6635465906988517621-1488458475734174985?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1488458475734174985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1488458475734174985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1488458475734174985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1488458475734174985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/deep-thoughts-30-day-challenge.html' title='Deep Thoughts 30 Day Challenge'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1720723195938532466</id><published>2011-03-30T07:14:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:46:11.629+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 30 - A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Self,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So many things have been said and done, and I salute and admire you for still hanging on. Continue being who you are, someone with a big heart. People may continue to ignore you, not appreciate you, and misinterpret you but that doesn't mean that you have to change who you are. If it is people's nature to pull you down, let them be. Let the disappointments be not the reasons to change your nature. You are who you are and you are loved and hated for that. You may be imperfect but at least you're real and that's important - probably the most important thing there is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Keep the faith, bro!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-1720723195938532466?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1720723195938532466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1720723195938532466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1720723195938532466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1720723195938532466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-30-letter-to-yourself-tell-yourself.html' title='Day 30 - A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-237757296289768018</id><published>2011-03-29T05:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T07:14:22.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 29 - Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Didn't I already answer this in Day 1? Oh, that was &lt;i&gt;Something you hate about yourself&lt;/i&gt;. Okay, I still hope to be more disciplined than I am now, especially with matters related to my health. I have so many imperfections and at first, I thought of wanting to change those, but then again, I wouldn't be who I am now if not for my cherished imperfections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not perfect, I will never be perfect. I will just be simply me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-237757296289768018?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/237757296289768018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=237757296289768018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/237757296289768018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/237757296289768018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-29-something-you-hope-to-change.html' title='Day 29 - Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-1272864987154423655</id><published>2011-03-28T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:40:24.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 28 - What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This already happened. I got someone pregnant, and that someone became my wife. Regrets? Not really because I loved her and I love her more now that we're starting to grow old together. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&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/6635465906988517621-1272864987154423655?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/1272864987154423655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=1272864987154423655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1272864987154423655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/1272864987154423655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-28-what-if-you-were-pregnant-or-got.html' title='Day 28 - What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-6545419662583994592</id><published>2011-03-27T07:44:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T09:35:19.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 27 - What’s the best thing going for you right now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything that's going on in my life right now is far from perfect. It is in fact, a work in progress. Having said that, I'm also contented and happy right now. The best thing going for me right now is my family. We're not rich, and we may not have everything that we want, we do have everything that we need so far, most especially each other. I may have been very busy recently, but I always try to find time for them. It's the least I can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Speaking of time, I'm also looking forward to our short family bonding when we go to Davao next month. At least we can get to unwind for a couple of days in a different environment, far from the environment we see everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-6545419662583994592?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6545419662583994592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=6545419662583994592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6545419662583994592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6545419662583994592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-27-whats-best-thing-going-for-you.html' title='Day 27 - What’s the best thing going for you right now?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5022050580642397503</id><published>2011-03-26T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T21:23:37.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sony ericsson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nokia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xperia x8'/><title type='text'>E63 to X8</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zff61xhZV9Q/TY3VzEYxGGI/AAAAAAAAA7w/rR3KrgZefws/s1600/nokia-e63-03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zff61xhZV9Q/TY3VzEYxGGI/AAAAAAAAA7w/rR3KrgZefws/s320/nokia-e63-03.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After 2 years and 3 months, I've finally replaced my trusted Nokia E63. I was so confused with which to buy, so it took me around 2 hours to just choose. After a week of using my new phone, I can say that I made the right decision though I never thought I'd ever buy a touchscreen phone. I was so used with the QUERTY keys of my E63 that I'm still adjusting to this touchscreen technology.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, did I say replace? Sorry, wrong term. I haven't replaced it - &lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;. Not yet since it's still good even if it's showing signs of its &lt;i&gt;old &lt;/i&gt;age from time to time. And by the way, the new phone that I got is a Sony Ericsson Xperia X8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wyLHjfXgnUw/TY3V24s5_mI/AAAAAAAAA70/8OaH82ztzYE/s1600/Sony-Ericsson-XPERIA-X8-pic4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-wyLHjfXgnUw/TY3V24s5_mI/AAAAAAAAA70/8OaH82ztzYE/s320/Sony-Ericsson-XPERIA-X8-pic4.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So far, I'm loving it with its Android 2.1 OS, and its touchscreen is the best I've experienced so far after trying out my officemates' LG and iPhone. I'm still exploring the Android technology though, especially with the different applications. I'm loving it but it's also kinda sad that it doesn't have a group feature like my previous phone where you can group your contacts. It was kinda fun sending group messages to family and friends, and it was like send to this group in one send - like a send to all feature though it's not sent to all, just those who are members of groups that you chose beforehand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aside from the few &lt;i&gt;complaints &lt;/i&gt;I have, I'm still loving it so far and I hope it will not disappoint me. I'm even thinking of selling my E63 soon - if I will be totally satisfied with the X8. I chose it over the Xperia Mini-Pro and Blackberry Bold 8250 so I hope I really made the right choice. Checking online, there have been mostly positive reviews about it. Time will tell - soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5022050580642397503?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5022050580642397503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5022050580642397503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5022050580642397503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5022050580642397503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/e63-to-x8.html' title='E63 to X8'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zff61xhZV9Q/TY3VzEYxGGI/AAAAAAAAA7w/rR3KrgZefws/s72-c/nokia-e63-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7291037264747152369</id><published>2011-03-26T17:23:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T21:45:20.349+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 26 - Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before my daughter was born, I have thought of giving up on life a lot of times. I've always felt alone and misunderstood a lot of times, and I was a coward back then. I never fought back. I was afraid to fight back. I was a loser.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Everything changed when my daughter came into my life. She became my reason, my inspiration, my hope. Weak as she was, she became my strength, and I became hers. I learned how to be strong and brave for her and because of her. I don't want her to be like me that's why I'm teaching her how to fight back everyday. I want her to grow up not a coward and not a loser. She's a lot like me but she will grow not like me. She is loved and she will be loved. I hope to share my life with that she would never think of giving up on life when the going gets tough for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-7291037264747152369?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7291037264747152369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7291037264747152369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7291037264747152369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7291037264747152369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-26-have-you-ever-thought-about.html' title='Day 26 - Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-6163468930613549563</id><published>2011-03-25T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T01:24:00.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 25 - The reason you believe you’re still alive today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have had a lot of major accidents in my lifetime and though they were not really near-death experiences, they were clear enough to tell me that I still have some things to do in my life, reasons why I'm still alive today. What those are, I don't think I will ever know. All I know is that I was put here for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Here is a test to find out whether your mission in life is complete..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;If you’re still alive and kicking, it isn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-6163468930613549563?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/6163468930613549563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=6163468930613549563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6163468930613549563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/6163468930613549563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-25-reason-you-believe-youre-still.html' title='Day 25 - The reason you believe you’re still alive today'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-7382492433593987498</id><published>2011-03-24T09:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:46:12.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 24 - Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs (Just post the titles and artists and letter)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4_fP2gglhsY/TYqvgTo35sI/AAAAAAAAA7s/3NzNZilT-eM/s1600/disney-princess-babies-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4_fP2gglhsY/TYqvgTo35sI/AAAAAAAAA7s/3NzNZilT-eM/s320/disney-princess-babies-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Dear Katrina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I cannot list the songs that's on my playlist for you because there are a LOT, but just know that Papa has been compiling all the Disney songs from the since Papa was small so when you grow up, you will have an entire collection of beautiful Disney songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I love Disney and I love you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Papa :)&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/6635465906988517621-7382492433593987498?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/7382492433593987498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=7382492433593987498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7382492433593987498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/7382492433593987498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-24-make-playlist-to-someone-and.html' title='Day 24 - Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs (Just post the titles and artists and letter)'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4_fP2gglhsY/TYqvgTo35sI/AAAAAAAAA7s/3NzNZilT-eM/s72-c/disney-princess-babies-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-5017285770500587917</id><published>2011-03-24T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:30:05.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tangled'/><title type='text'>I See the Light at the Oscars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6c1ac313bdb95fcb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c1ac313bdb95fcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329906225%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47B2D451B9A1D62EE36F71149A1804836C01FA12.67B74207D9BFF8C5B372DEDF6E419076FD8CF2A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c1ac313bdb95fcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-XdBxQ51ZZvH-SObTExszRfwB5M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c1ac313bdb95fcb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329906225%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D47B2D451B9A1D62EE36F71149A1804836C01FA12.67B74207D9BFF8C5B372DEDF6E419076FD8CF2A3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c1ac313bdb95fcb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-XdBxQ51ZZvH-SObTExszRfwB5M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;Idol &lt;i&gt;Zachary Levi&lt;/i&gt; and the beautiful &lt;i&gt;Mandy Moore&lt;/i&gt; singing one of the most beautiful songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ever created from the most beautiful movie,&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tangled,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;during the 83rd Academy Awards ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-5017285770500587917?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/5017285770500587917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=5017285770500587917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5017285770500587917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/5017285770500587917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-see-light-at-oscars.html' title='I See the Light at the Oscars'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4407548639193072492</id><published>2011-03-23T08:59:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:15:53.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 23 - Something you wish you had done in your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are a lot of things I wish I could have done in my life, but if I choose one randomly, I wish I never stopped working out or playing basketball. I started working out at an early age because I was challenged when I was initially cut from the varsity team. I wanted to be the best basketball player in our school so I worked hard. The hard work paid off, but then I suddenly stopped working out when I reached college because of my schedule, and that's when the fats started accumulating. I've always had really big bones, and going to the gym at an early age gave me a really wide frame. Now without the regular workout that my body was used to, I became fat &lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;wide bodied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it's possible to trim down and maybe go back to my &lt;i&gt;athletic &lt;/i&gt;weight, but it will take more than double the hard work, something I could have prevented if I just continued my routine before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-4407548639193072492?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4407548639193072492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4407548639193072492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4407548639193072492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4407548639193072492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-23-something-you-wish-you-had-done.html' title='Day 23 - Something you wish you had done in your life'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6635465906988517621.post-4977959311700357171</id><published>2011-03-22T08:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T08:59:04.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><title type='text'>Day 22 - Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish I hadn't hurt my loved ones with my immaturity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6635465906988517621-4977959311700357171?l=road2forever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/feeds/4977959311700357171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6635465906988517621&amp;postID=4977959311700357171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4977959311700357171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6635465906988517621/posts/default/4977959311700357171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://road2forever.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-22-something-you-wish-you-hadnt.html' title='Day 22 - Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life'/><author><name>Kal-El</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13667904039051420048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YFeJU1zVO3I/S1shhAe-rFI/AAAAAAAAAas/JPe2c7zXc5o/S220/13624526.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
