<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983</id><updated>2009-11-08T19:41:56.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Thoughts are free and subject to no rule. On them rests the freedom of man, and they tower above the light of nature...create a new heaven, a new firmament, a new source of energy from which new arts flow."
Paracelsus</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-8836377289246173379</id><published>2009-11-05T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:58:03.585-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>my journal</title><content type='html'>Since grade school, i always keep a journal, a tome of my thoughts and reactions about anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;It would have been a leisure to read my oldest entries and look about upon that pool of water on how i was...&lt;br /&gt;but then, it would be impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Before a year would end, i would read all my writings, shed tears again on some, laugh, and feel the emotion all over. Then, encrypting to memory, i would burn my journal, i would watch as fire eats up the paper and the ink - instruments of my emotional relief. it was pretty dramatic, i should say, and it has become a ritual for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why i'd burn it?&lt;br /&gt;of all the emotions depicted in those journals, only one emotion compelled me to act on such a way.&lt;br /&gt;fear.&lt;br /&gt;fear that the person who might find them couldn't understand well,&lt;br /&gt;fear that i would be misinterpreted,&lt;br /&gt;fear that i would not be accepted because of my stance on things and my insane thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;fear that i might feel derided and ridiculed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was how it pretty all started...when i write just for myself.&lt;br /&gt;with contempt upon others who'd try even to cast a glimpse on my precious epistle of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;then, years went by...and the traffic of life has become so heavy i almost entirely forgot about my little ritual, but of course, i still continue to write.&lt;br /&gt;as i perused over my older entries,&lt;br /&gt;i realized that what i wrote seemed like a cycle of events and emotions repeating itself over and over again....and i was even unaware of it.&lt;br /&gt;though, it was a continuous series of ups and downs, surprisingly, it wasn't a bore to read,&lt;br /&gt;because every now and then, you'd learn something new from that experience,&lt;br /&gt;and most often, those new lessons will eventually guide you through the next chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i decided to try to keep my latest journals with me.&lt;br /&gt;a new light has shown not to fear, but rather to tell others about my adventures.&lt;br /&gt;if i have benefited from it, then why should i be selfish and confine it to the dark damp corners of my cabinet?&lt;br /&gt;if my journals helped me go through life, then with all odds, maybe others can, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-honey-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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journal'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-4788344423798141860</id><published>2009-11-05T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:26:11.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>Why I Write</title><content type='html'>this blog could be just about anything...&lt;br /&gt;photos, places, people, thoughts, emotions, anything one can think of.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i may not update it as regularly,&lt;br /&gt;but i think that writing, sharing a part of oneself to others isn't just about being a scheduled task to do, but rather when the passion wells up until it is unstoppable and you'd just burst out with so much inside you and then you begin writing it down.&lt;br /&gt;i don't write to impress others, rather to impress and express myself.&lt;br /&gt;it gives so much relief when i feel down and hurt,&lt;br /&gt;an outlet when i get overwhelmed with joy and laughter,&lt;br /&gt;a way of introspection when i have so much to think of,&lt;br /&gt;and an inspiration to myself that i can always do better in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started writing when i got no one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, maybe, i was sort of a loner when i was a kid,&lt;br /&gt;part of the ramifications of being a precocious child,&lt;br /&gt;with all the responsibilities and expectations of people as the eldest sibling.&lt;br /&gt;i'd have to act maturely in a premature time (ahaha, that sounded not right).&lt;br /&gt;but, writing has been my company ever since.&lt;br /&gt;when i was asking for even just one close friend to confide with,&lt;br /&gt;writing has been my solace while waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's why i feel so much attached to it,&lt;br /&gt;and i take it seriously when one started to open up oneself to the world,&lt;br /&gt;to be brave to show others who he really is,&lt;br /&gt;that despite the judgmental minds of people, he continued to voice out his THOUGHTS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for there is no measurement as to how much one should peel himself off for the world to peep. there's just expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-honey-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-4788344423798141860?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4788344423798141860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=4788344423798141860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/4788344423798141860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/4788344423798141860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-i-write.html' title='Why I Write'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-7534746238753800046</id><published>2009-10-01T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T06:37:43.431-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>In the Land of Crocodiles and more</title><content type='html'>Off we went to Crocolandia, home of Philippine Freshwater Crocodile...&lt;br /&gt;but not just that, it was the haven of common and extinct fauna that can be found from various natural habitats throughout the country. They also featured some trees and plants commonly seen in Philippine forests, but the Kingdom Animalia captured more our sight and was awed by the variety of species the Philippines is rich of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsSUXpErLkI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NWBxwjpWL2o/s1600-h/Image186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsSUXpErLkI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NWBxwjpWL2o/s320/Image186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387594188125318722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsS7xreF7_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/FWwgRQbBpPg/s1600-h/Image184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsS7xreF7_I/AAAAAAAAAGI/FWwgRQbBpPg/s320/Image184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387637516398882802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTA7vZ2ESI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9e0ej9ptx8Q/s1600-h/Image211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTA7vZ2ESI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/9e0ej9ptx8Q/s320/Image211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387643186811638050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from crocodiles, there are other animals, too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTFyqkzxZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bPbHn5h5ElY/s1600-h/Image188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTFyqkzxZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/bPbHn5h5ElY/s320/Image188.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387648528454763922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTFzFYiMDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BMpCUsmmSm0/s1600-h/Image189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTFzFYiMDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/BMpCUsmmSm0/s320/Image189.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387648535651037234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTJzXqxOJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cGbJoWtmYSY/s1600-h/Image199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTJzXqxOJI/AAAAAAAAAG4/cGbJoWtmYSY/s320/Image199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387652938605869202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTJz-KgZJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8K8nDUJuvYs/s1600-h/Image197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTJz-KgZJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/8K8nDUJuvYs/s320/Image197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387652948939531410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTOiCVM9SI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4l15c6QzDkw/s1600-h/Image222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTOiCVM9SI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4l15c6QzDkw/s320/Image222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387658138378630434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTOhzhwZ9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jc0FgkcLGe4/s1600-h/Image218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTOhzhwZ9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/Jc0FgkcLGe4/s320/Image218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387658134404753362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTKoYhYv3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ExtMTU5xuS0/s1600-h/Image214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTKoYhYv3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/ExtMTU5xuS0/s320/Image214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387653849368018802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTB5TQu2ZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ztjWVVjAql0/s1600-h/Image187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTB5TQu2ZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ztjWVVjAql0/s320/Image187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387644244409112978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTB52KfNaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/udED5yl864k/s1600-h/Image196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTB52KfNaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/udED5yl864k/s320/Image196.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387644253778163106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTLDBpEUWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dTPtwtWaTxI/s1600-h/Image219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTLDBpEUWI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dTPtwtWaTxI/s320/Image219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387654307082686818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTLDulQNWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/afj5hrSlpvg/s1600-h/Image217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTLDulQNWI/AAAAAAAAAHY/afj5hrSlpvg/s320/Image217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387654319146284386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTSdVKRa7I/AAAAAAAAAII/5wrWRFYA2ug/s1600-h/Image226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTSdVKRa7I/AAAAAAAAAII/5wrWRFYA2ug/s320/Image226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387662455580224434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTSdF_AZPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ZUtMx9T6lsw/s1600-h/Image228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTSdF_AZPI/AAAAAAAAAIA/ZUtMx9T6lsw/s320/Image228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387662451506439410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTSciQV6xI/AAAAAAAAAH4/glBTlasAhsA/s1600-h/Image224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTSciQV6xI/AAAAAAAAAH4/glBTlasAhsA/s320/Image224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387662441915476754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTScf2S27I/AAAAAAAAAHw/WaVEDYZjX9o/s1600-h/Image223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTScf2S27I/AAAAAAAAAHw/WaVEDYZjX9o/s320/Image223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387662441269353394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look at this fantastic friendship between an iguana and a coleto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTUJTPTIlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Q773W_7fuwQ/s1600-h/Image233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTUJTPTIlI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Q773W_7fuwQ/s320/Image233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387664310490309202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTUIosK3eI/AAAAAAAAAIY/tp7oSelr9Nk/s1600-h/Image232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTUIosK3eI/AAAAAAAAAIY/tp7oSelr9Nk/s320/Image232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387664299068677602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTUIX5JgQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zeyVOEKeD98/s1600-h/Image230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTUIX5JgQI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zeyVOEKeD98/s320/Image230.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387664294559711490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;count how many iguanas are there in the picture (keep your eyes open wide):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTU32qcBUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/yPEtxq2_BvI/s1600-h/Image234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTU32qcBUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/yPEtxq2_BvI/s320/Image234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387665110273361218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lizards...oh, look at those lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTZfYAH-4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2LuHdfOsvpc/s1600-h/Image238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTZfYAH-4I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2LuHdfOsvpc/s320/Image238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387670187284102018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTZe4rsV8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/s4Esf-D6dHA/s1600-h/Image237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsTZe4rsV8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/s4Esf-D6dHA/s320/Image237.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387670178876905410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because man was expected to be stewards of God's creations, we are therefore bestowed by a task to protect and nurture these wonderful creatures, for they, like us, are animate beings, but we, unlike them, are sentient rational animate beings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-7534746238753800046?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7534746238753800046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=7534746238753800046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/7534746238753800046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/7534746238753800046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-land-of-crocodiles.html' title='In the Land of Crocodiles and more'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SsSUXpErLkI/AAAAAAAAAFw/NWBxwjpWL2o/s72-c/Image186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-6400048825844607572</id><published>2009-08-16T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:16:50.850-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Island hopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><title type='text'>Island Hopping</title><content type='html'>Island hopping: 9 August 2009 Sunday&lt;br /&gt;It was a very spectacular event!&lt;br /&gt;Going island hopping with family and friends is a perfect way to enjoy one's vacation, especially basking yourself with picturesque sceneries of the islands of Lapu-Lapu City. &lt;br /&gt;It was my first ever island hopping with some friends who were also first timers on this breathtaking adventure. I had with me the love of my life, my family, high school friends and the president of CBS, hehehe...a pretty wild group, I should say.&lt;br /&gt;Preparation and reservation was a bit exhaustive, but with my parents' help, there's no hard task left undone. It was all worth the fun!&lt;br /&gt;After attending a 5:30am mass, we immediately made last-minute checks on the things we'd bring and waited for some friends. Off we went at around 8am, with flickers of excitement evident in each one. Everyone was vibrant and enthusiastic, raucous laughters heard during the entire trip and there was the spirit of camaraderie all throughout.&lt;br /&gt;The group went wilder as we approached the beach and saw the motorboat floating, eagerly waiting for us and ready for the day's venture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCBMv1BqPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HaEVrlMg-tk/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCBMv1BqPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HaEVrlMg-tk/s320/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377440011077658866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCCKQ-DeZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Rf22-W46_-k/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCCKQ-DeZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/Rf22-W46_-k/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377441067945916818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCEhIoxn4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/K2IFLI-0o20/s1600-h/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCEhIoxn4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/K2IFLI-0o20/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377443659869429634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, the water is so clear and so blue! Hahaha, a sudden feeling of being one with nature enveloped us. &lt;br /&gt;We ate our excitements out with lots of food, courtesy of my mom's culinary skills. Thanks a l0t, ma! We love you! Until we can't get a hold of satiety, a frozen delight of delicious fruit salad was served. How can we be so blessed in one day!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCFcrnA6JI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4gU3xLqhfTE/s1600-h/IMG_0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCFcrnA6JI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4gU3xLqhfTE/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377444682869565586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All were slumped on our seats after our glutonic episodes and just marveled at the clear waters around us, looking forward to the nearby island which would be our first destination... The Olango Island.&lt;br /&gt;There was no easy way to describe how everyone felt as the boat stopped and the guide announced that we are ready for snorkeling. We were stunned for a few seconds... Fighting our way whether to just jump into the water or change into our swimming clothes and wear life vests. With a sliver of enlightenment that touched our too-excited minds, we finally settled for the latter...and then found out that we made the right choice since it was way too deep!&lt;br /&gt;That was such a wonderful experience! We fed an entire school of colored fish with bread... And they did not even flinch away with the sight of a human. They seem to be too comfortable swimming around in groups. And man, they even touched my finger as they ate the wet bread. I felt their mouth sucking hungrily and playfully swam with much joy. I swam with much joy, too. I felt like being inside a humongous aquarium swimming with my fish friends and enjoying the cool water. There was so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCGsseBxNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bu2w9P5P0sY/s1600-h/Image0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCGsseBxNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Bu2w9P5P0sY/s320/Image0678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377446057489843410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCHqL7ySII/AAAAAAAAAEw/zWFL7nsTFug/s1600-h/Image0643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCHqL7ySII/AAAAAAAAAEw/zWFL7nsTFug/s320/Image0643.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377447113908177026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCH9sNAtmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nJouQBRDojI/s1600-h/Image0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCH9sNAtmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/nJouQBRDojI/s320/Image0644.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377447448987874914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCIwyBhoKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DGYxr1NQN9A/s1600-h/IMG_0213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCIwyBhoKI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DGYxr1NQN9A/s320/IMG_0213.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377448326723641506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, a few minutes later, we docked at the shores of Olango Island... Immediately, we "abandoned ship" to explore the outskirts of the island and we found some interesting stuffs, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what this plant is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCLghaBJbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fbdDrgcXGZQ/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCLghaBJbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/fbdDrgcXGZQ/s320/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377451345919944114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are some shots taken at the island:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCYhgB9bUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UHBbmlLO_3E/s1600-h/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCYhgB9bUI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UHBbmlLO_3E/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377465656381631810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCaBOYNRNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lWtIb18_a7A/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCaBOYNRNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/lWtIb18_a7A/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377467300910548178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCa8Mj3RpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kmELKNmrZDo/s1600-h/IMG_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCa8Mj3RpI/AAAAAAAAAFg/kmELKNmrZDo/s320/IMG_0224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377468314034849426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCdbv4172I/AAAAAAAAAFo/c8MiQOvhfDY/s1600-h/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCdbv4172I/AAAAAAAAAFo/c8MiQOvhfDY/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377471055117283170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly, Lapu-Lapu City has lots of kept treasures to be proud of, passed to its descendants not just from its mainland inhabitants, but also spread around its nearby islands. I am proud to be one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-honey-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-6400048825844607572?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6400048825844607572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=6400048825844607572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/6400048825844607572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/6400048825844607572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/08/island-hopping.html' title='Island Hopping'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PxCU0pLY8Xs/SqCBMv1BqPI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HaEVrlMg-tk/s72-c/IMG_0128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-1797637635134188254</id><published>2009-07-23T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:14:42.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cinemaofhopes.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/eternal_sunshine_spotless_mind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://cinemaofhopes.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/eternal_sunshine_spotless_mind.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already forget how I used to feel about you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Michel Gondry&lt;br /&gt;Writers:&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Kaufman (story) &amp;&lt;br /&gt;Michel Gondry (story), etc.&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 19 March 2004 (USA)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Drama | Romance&lt;br /&gt;Awards: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338013/awards"&gt;yeah, lots of nominations!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Jim Carrey as Joel Barish&lt;br /&gt;Kate Winslet as Clementine Kruczynski&lt;br /&gt;Elijah Wood as Patrick&lt;br /&gt;Mark Ruffalo as Stan&lt;br /&gt;Kirsten Dunst as Mary, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;A couple undergo a procedure to erase each other from their memories when their relationship turns sour, but it is only through the process of loss that they discover what they had to begin with. (IMDB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment:&lt;br /&gt;Completely star-studded! And mind you, this has been the first Jim Carrey movie I've seen where his role isn't to make you rolling on the floor and laughing your heart out. But of course, he never missed to make you giggle once or twice. The plotine? Very sophisticated. This film would keep you on a rollercoaster ride until the end, and you'd be utterly confused most of the time. Why would you not? This film talks about digging into one's mind and erasing those "bad" memories you got there, but what if you changed your mind and doesn't want them to be erased anymore? hahaha, confused already? you just better watch this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating: 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338013/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0338013/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-1797637635134188254?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/1797637635134188254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=1797637635134188254' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/1797637635134188254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/1797637635134188254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/eternal-sunshine-of-spotless-mind.html' title='Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-531903583642869416</id><published>2009-07-23T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:15:28.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biography'/><title type='text'>Finding Neverland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bellflower.org/images/1637512792005finding-neverland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 358px;" src="http://www.bellflower.org/images/1637512792005finding-neverland.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlock your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Marc Forster&lt;br /&gt;Writers:&lt;br /&gt;Allan Knee (play)&lt;br /&gt;David Magee (screenplay)&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 13 April 2005 (Philippines) &lt;br /&gt;Genre: Biography | Drama | Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp as Sir James Matthew Barrie&lt;br /&gt;Kate Winslet as Sylvia Llewelyn Davies&lt;br /&gt;Julie Christie as Mrs. Emma du Maurier&lt;br /&gt;Radha Mitchell as Mary Ansell Barrie&lt;br /&gt;Dustin Hoffman as Charles Frohman&lt;br /&gt;Freddie Highmore as Peter Llewelyn Davies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;This movie is the story of J.M. Barrie's friendship with a family who inspired him to create Peter Pan. *no spoilers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;The character of Sir J.M. Barrie was somewhat complicated in the sense that there was a bit of childishness in it to appeal to his &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;playmates&lt;/span&gt; and at the same time having a touch of maturity to work out his marital relations and to that of his financer...but it was brilliantly played by Johnny Depp! Kate Winslet looked nice and she appeared more mature being the mother of 4 boys. Forgive me, but I wasn't able to recognize that Dustin Hoffman was there in the movie. That beard and facial hair concealed his identity really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to give credit to a young actor's performance in this movie. Freddie Highmore who played the character of Peter Llewelyn Davies gave an astonishing dramatic act. I first saw his movies, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005)and August Rush (2007), and was impressed by him ever since. This time, he's done it again, though, obviously Finding Neverland came way before than those 2 other movies. Nevertheless, he's such a cute and talented kid. Kudos to you, boy! No wonder he's got nominations for the Best Performance by a Younger Actor. Look for more awards of the movie &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0308644/awards"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating: 6.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0308644/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0308644/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-531903583642869416?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/531903583642869416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=531903583642869416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/531903583642869416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/531903583642869416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-neverland.html' title='Finding Neverland'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-595752267013826472</id><published>2009-07-23T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:16:07.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>My Life Without Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e375/Lostragedy7/My20Life20Without20Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 300px;" src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e375/Lostragedy7/My20Life20Without20Me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Isabel Coixet&lt;br /&gt;Wriers: &lt;br /&gt;Isabel Coixet (writer)&lt;br /&gt;Nanci Kincaid (book)&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 7 March 2003 (Spain)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Crime | Drama | Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Polley as Ann&lt;br /&gt;Amanda Plummer as Laurie&lt;br /&gt;Scott Speedman as Don&lt;br /&gt;Leonor Watling as Ann, the Neighbor&lt;br /&gt;Deborah Harry as Ann's Mother, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;A young woman conceals the fact of her terminal cancer to live her life with a passion she never had before. (IMDB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;A very sad movie...but despite that, it somehow shows a wonderful perspective about dying. Though dying per se isn't a good perspective in itself, it gives light in the famous saying that goes...live life to the fullest because we may never see tomorrow. I may not have gotten that right, but you get the idea. A very calm and sad movie, but I liked it overall. Look, it garnered some &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0314412/awards"&gt;awards&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating: 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0314412/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-595752267013826472?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/595752267013826472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=595752267013826472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/595752267013826472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/595752267013826472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-without-me.html' title='My Life Without Me'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-2674091248513504253</id><published>2009-07-23T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T06:16:27.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Vicky Cristina Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jonnyrosemont.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/vicky_cristina_barcelona.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 436px;" src="http://jonnyrosemont.files.wordpress.com/2009/02/vicky_cristina_barcelona.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is the ultimate work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Woody Allen&lt;br /&gt;Writer: Woody Allen (written by)&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 18 February 2009 (Philippines) &lt;br /&gt;Genre: Drama | Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Rebecca Hall as Vicky&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett Johansson as Cristina&lt;br /&gt;Javier Bardem as Juan Antonio Gonzalo&lt;br /&gt;Penélope Cruz as Maria Elena, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;Two girlfriends on a summer holiday in Spain become enamored with the same painter, unaware that his ex-wife, with whom he has a tempestuous relationship, is about to re-enter the picture. (IMDB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;When watching this one, you need to have an open mind and a crazier imagination to be able to appreciate the storyline and jive with the writer/director's point of view - very unique and wilder opinion of life. It opens you to an imperfect yet, enjoyable life, and it suggests new versions of love relationships which you never have deemed to be ever possible. I enjoyed watching this one. It actually garnered lots of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0497465/awards"&gt;awards&lt;/a&gt;! Well, this is a good movie, but not which i couldn't forget the rest of my life...hopefully not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating:6.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0497465/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0497465/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-2674091248513504253?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2674091248513504253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=2674091248513504253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/2674091248513504253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/2674091248513504253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/vicky-cristina-barcelona.html' title='Vicky Cristina Barcelona'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-386420829817891751</id><published>2009-07-19T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T08:46:04.377-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>A prayer</title><content type='html'>What appropriate words there could be to describe this?&lt;br /&gt;Such marvelous and splendid experience to see You...&lt;br /&gt;   in every small things - living and not.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't be a better writer just to describe and retell every detail of Your awesome magnificence...&lt;br /&gt;   so vast, unspoken and miraculous.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't fathom it, I couldn't breathe without praising every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;I live upon the provisions of Your blessings. I thrive upon Your mercy. I survive every day because You held on for me...until the time I'd be reborn.&lt;br /&gt;Where have I gone? Why was I asleep for so long?&lt;br /&gt;No one could awaken me, but You...&lt;br /&gt;But I was a stubborn, stupid child...refused to stop pretending...thinking that can save me from my self-made doom.&lt;br /&gt;You patiently waited for me once again.&lt;br /&gt;No one as patient as You could have lasted this long.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to even wink a single eye...afraid to miss every second being with You...but even as I slumbered for a very very long time, You were there, guarding me and protecting me...looking at me with loving eyes.&lt;br /&gt;When I'd stray too far away, You'd simply grab my hands and pull me back.&lt;br /&gt;But I was utterly unaware of all of that...completely and blatantly ignorant of Your great sacrifices to make me whole still.&lt;br /&gt;I know I was too hard on You most of the time, if not all...gave you a very difficult situation to deal with....but You fixed them up for me...with teary eyes and a bleeding heart at some points.&lt;br /&gt;How couldn't have I been more stubborn than this? Absurdly and inexplicably intolerable.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me all...but I was completely ungrateful for it.&lt;br /&gt;You provided the answers...but I ignored them.&lt;br /&gt;You hugged me...but I withdrew from You.&lt;br /&gt;How can I be such a dolt to turn my back from You?&lt;br /&gt;I am frail, yet so stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;I am fragile, yet refused to be championed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Dearest, with bended knees...I plead thee...&lt;br /&gt;with a sorrowful and contrite heart,&lt;br /&gt;pardon my shortcomings and free me from all the imprisonment of sin.&lt;br /&gt;Let not my weakness be the cause of my own destruction,&lt;br /&gt;rather the root of my courage to lean upon Your sword and lay down all to Your hands.&lt;br /&gt;I am thine servant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-386420829817891751?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/386420829817891751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=386420829817891751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/386420829817891751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/386420829817891751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/07/prayer.html' title='A prayer'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-517779748273101627</id><published>2009-06-30T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T05:06:31.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='action'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sci-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wallpaperez.net/wallpaper/movie/m/Transformers-2-1592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.wallpaperez.net/wallpaper/movie/m/Transformers-2-1592.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Michael Bay&lt;br /&gt;Writers: &lt;br /&gt;Ehren Kruger (written by)&lt;br /&gt;Roberto Orci (written by)&lt;br /&gt;Alex Kurtzman(written by&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 24 June 2009 (Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Action, Adventure, Sci-Fi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Shia LaBeouf as Sam Witwicky&lt;br /&gt;Megan Fox as Mikaela Banes&lt;br /&gt;Josh Duhamel as Major Lennox, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;* I won't provide any spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decepticon forces return to Earth on a mission to take Sam Witwicky prisoner, after the young hero learns the truth about the ancient origins of the Transformers. Joining the mission to protect humankind is Optimus Prime, who forms an alliance with international armies for a second epic battle. (from IMDB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments:&lt;br /&gt;* Extremely awesome action scenes, though there's nothing much about the plot and storyline. The acting was kind of lame, and I personally don't like those twin racist robots and their dialogue. But, the special effects were spectacular. If you are looking for movies with high-end digital effects rather than focusing on the acting skills of the casts, then this one is for you. I was even more entertained on the robots' dramatic show than the live ones, hehehhe. peace ya all... Nonetheless, it still entertained me and a lot of people worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1055369/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1055369/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-517779748273101627?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/517779748273101627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=517779748273101627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/517779748273101627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/517779748273101627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformers-revenge-of-fallen.html' title='Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-8473968457834085714</id><published>2009-06-20T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:33:19.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='words'/><title type='text'>LOOONNNGGG words</title><content type='html'>It may be just out of boredom and with nothing else to do, i used to memorize long words out from encyclopedias and articles that i'd run into. It brings a nice feeling that you know some of the long words and that you are also able to pronounce them well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Frank and Wagnalls Encyclopedia, I got these: &lt;br /&gt;DDT - dichlorodiphenyltrichloroethane&lt;br /&gt;CFC - chlorofluorocarbon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Internet searches about fear of Friday the 13th, i found two terms for the phobia:&lt;br /&gt;paraskavedekatriaphobia&lt;br /&gt;friggatriskaidekaphobia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We often would have contests between elementary classmates on who could speak this the fastest:&lt;br /&gt;Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, with the medical terms that i got acquainted with, of course there's a whole lot being added to my list. Stumbling upon the question on what is the longest word in English, I remembered reading an old Guinness Book of World Records book at home (too old that the front pages were cut off and i don't know what edition it is) about the topic. And since entries about such does not change in time, unless there are new word coinages, information from my good old book are still relevant. Searches in the Wiki also provided useful answers. I just think I can share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest word in the Oxford English Dictionary is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Floccinaucinihilipilification"&gt;flocci­&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;auci­nihili­pili­fication&lt;/a&gt; (with a variation of p for n, i.e., floccipaucini...), with 29 letters, meaning "the action of estimating as worthless," first used in 1741, and later by Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Webster's Third International Dictionary lists among its 450,000 entries &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis"&gt;pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis&lt;/a&gt; (45 letters), the name of a miner's lung disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest word in an English classic is the nonce word Honorificabilitudinitatibus (27 letters), occurring in Act V, scene I of &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Love's Labour's Lost&lt;/span&gt; by William Shakespeare (1564-1616), but used with the ending "-tatatibus," making 29 letters, in &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Water Poet&lt;/span&gt; by John Taylor (1580-1653). In this category may also be placed the 52-letter word used by Dr. Edward Strother (1675-1737) to describe the spa waters at Bristol - aequeosalinocalcalinoceraceoaluminosocupreovitriolic. In his novel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Headlong Hall&lt;/span&gt;, Thomas Love Peacock (1785-1866) described the human physique as "osseocarnisanguineoviscericartilaginonervomedullary" - 51 letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest regularly formed English word is praetertranssubstantiationalistically (37 letters), used by Mark McShane in his novel &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Untimely Ripped&lt;/span&gt;, published in 1963. The medical term hepaticocholangiocholecystenterostomies (39 letters) refers to the surgical creations of new communications between gall bladders and hepatic ducts and between intestines and gall bladders. The longest in common use is disproportionableness (21 letters).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds fun if you get to be familiar with these words, huh?&lt;br /&gt;More exciting words with certain characteristics of notable lengths found &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Longest_word_in_English"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-honey-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-8473968457834085714?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8473968457834085714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=8473968457834085714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/8473968457834085714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/8473968457834085714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/looonnnggg-words.html' title='LOOONNNGGG words'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-5914869256460442650</id><published>2009-06-20T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T08:10:22.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>I Am Sam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.life.arizona.edu/diversity/images/iamsam.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 371px;" src="http://www.life.arizona.edu/diversity/images/iamsam.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is all you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Jessie Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Writers: &lt;br /&gt;Kristine Johnson (written by) &amp;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie Nelson (written by)&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 25 January 2002 (USA)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Sean Penn as Sam Dawson&lt;br /&gt;Michelle Pfeiffer as Rita Harrison Williams&lt;br /&gt;Dakota Fanning as Lucy Diamond Dawson, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;A mentally-retarded, loving father fought against life and people who would attempt to separate him from his sweet 7-year old daughter. He would do everything that it takes to prove to the court that he alone could provide the kind of care and love his daughter needed to go through life's challenges as she grow up to be a young lady. And those people who never believed he'd be capable to do so, him having just a mental capacity that of a 7-year-old were all taken aback as he showed them that love is all you need to raise a child so dear to your heart. Sam Dawson sends inspiration to his lawyer, to his mentally retarded friends, to his daughter's foster parents and to all the people who witnessed how he struggled to claim his daughter back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I actually cried a lot of times while watching the movie. Yes, yes...you might think it's too sentimental or pathetic of me to do so. But, really, I just can't help myself. This movie speaks more of life and makes us see one of the things that we usually have taken for granted...our dad's love for us. I know that sometimes, we'd wish we have a different dad and not the one we already have. Sometimes we'd wish he wouldn't be that nosy or strict or overprotective or close-minded. And just because we couldn't conform to what he desired and wanted for us, we'd ravage and wish he'd be gone. But, we shouldn't be doing these. For at least, we've had the chance to know our dad, get to see him and live with him. We've had the opportunity to dine with him, cuddle with him, laugh at his jokes, watch movies with him, get to taste his cooking, and just even enjoy his company. We are fortunate enough to experience his presence, because not all the people in the world know where their dad is or if they do, not given the chance to get to know him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam may not be a perfect dad, just like our dads. They all have flaws and weaknesses, and we may never knew it but they may also be hammering their heads and working hard on how to be a better dad to their kids. Yet, most of the time, we overlook at their efforts to provide us decent livings, we oversee their worries as we go home late at night and we resent their good advices to better our lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it is too late, let us all look back at what we've done to our dads and on how much we give importance to them.  They deserve more than our attention, our care and our love in return...and I think Father's Day shouldn't just be a one-day affair. We should be celebrating that everyday of our lives so long as we look up to a father who nurtured us to who we are now...whether he be biological or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-honey-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating: 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0277027/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0277027/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-5914869256460442650?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5914869256460442650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=5914869256460442650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/5914869256460442650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/5914869256460442650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-sam.html' title='I Am Sam'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-343959532736477711</id><published>2009-06-18T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:29:06.242-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>27 Dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/moviesxml/s/fox/posters/27dresses_l200710251814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 385px;" src="http://images.apple.com/moviesxml/s/fox/posters/27dresses_l200710251814.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This January, always a bridesmaid, never a bride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Anne Fletcher&lt;br /&gt;Writer: Aline Brosh McKenna (written by)&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 30 January 2008 (Philippines) &lt;br /&gt;Genre: Comedy | Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Katherine Heigl as Jane&lt;br /&gt;James Marsden as Kevin, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;Having been a bridesmaid for 27 times, Jane couldn't say no to friends as she selflessly and effectively plan for their wedding. She even could not say no to hand over her secret love to her beloved spoiled baby sister, Tess. Now, what is she gonna prioritize as she became her sister's maid of honor and at the same time warding off the cynical, but handsome "Commitments" columnist who came tailing after her to get the outstanding story of the week? Who will she pursue: her 20 years of secret love or the new attraction towards the new guy whom she found out that they may have something in common after all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I am no big fan with Tagalog movies, I admit, but I actually have seen a few of them. This movie reminds me of Claudine Barreto and Rico Yan's movie about her being always a bridesmaid. I forgot the title for that, it was somewhat cheesy, I think.. hehhhe, peace. But, surprisingly, it was one of the few Tagalog movies that I finished watching from the start till the end. Though the storyline for 27 Dresses are somewhat different from the plot of the other movie, still, the theme and general idea was similar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 Dresses is a hilarious romantic comedy about love, sisterhood and relationships. The person we secretly love for so long now may actually be not the exact person that we've been looking for after all. And the person we so despise may turn out to be the one, we just never knew. Weddings are very serious events where "I dos" have more to it than just the mere blurting out of words. There's the commitment and promise to be with someone the rest of time no matter what..and that's no ordinary saying of vows, it has to be fulfilled every day of one's married life. Scary, right? But i believe, once you're truly in love and found the person you've decided to spend time with, it wouldn't be that difficult and scary after all. You'll just enjoy each moment together and relive them over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-honey-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating: 7.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0988595/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0988595/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-343959532736477711?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/343959532736477711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=343959532736477711' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/343959532736477711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/343959532736477711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/27-dresses.html' title='27 Dresses'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-6432091394346101849</id><published>2009-06-17T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:38:08.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Unknown Creatures Discovered in Ecuador</title><content type='html'>Pls check this site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzz.yahoo.com/buzzlog/92687?fp=1"&gt;http://buzz.yahoo.com/buzzlog/92687?fp=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The age of discovery isn't over yet, indeed!&lt;br /&gt;Though dangerous, i so want to be a part of ecotourism treks and also discover never-before-seen creatures on my own...and probably name one after me! hahahha, it isn't bad to be daydreaming about it, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, imagine, out of about 14 million species of plants and animals in the world, we only have discovered less than 15% of them...and yet some of them are already becoming endangered. Albeit we still have more to dig upon, it isn't ecologically justifiable to nudge the thought of saving them from total extinction. Remember, there aren't more of their kind and it would be such a pity for our generation to be heralded as passively unresponsive and uncaring towards our slowly degrading ecosystem. How can we truly appreciate the marvels of biodiversity if we can just see them through pictures and videos because we have not done enough to save them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the wonder they bring to discoverers and environmentalists, we may never know that some of their possible medicinal properties might bring upon remedy, or if fortunate enough, cure to diseases such as cancer. Though of course, extensive researches and studies are needed to come up with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, oh my! I do want to look at those See-Through Frogs, Alien Salamanders, and Spiny Bugs so that if ever, just when the worst case scenarios come, they become extinct, i might as well just tell the story to my grandchildren, ehe! God forbid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-6432091394346101849?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6432091394346101849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=6432091394346101849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/6432091394346101849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/6432091394346101849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/unknown-creatures-discovered-in-ecuador.html' title='Unknown Creatures Discovered in Ecuador'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-2816482307552056199</id><published>2009-06-16T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:18:25.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mobile phones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><title type='text'>Wireless Mobile Phone Recharging</title><content type='html'>I came through this &lt;a href="http://tech.yahoo.com/blogs/null/143945"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; and was curious on how they could have done this so. Then, i came up with words such as electromagnetic energies, wireless waves and phone's battery. Hmmm, not impossible, should i say? Though we are all itching for the advent of wireless charging which could be and hopefully enjoyed a few decades more...(let's just be patient on how they'd actually come up with that), this might be the "baby step" towards such feat of technology. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It actually sounds cool to me, though more time shall be spent so they can harvest a few more hundred milliwatts to actually keep our phones alive 24/7. But, when this comes out from the market, we don't have to worry about recharging our phones just to make that very important phone call (well, of course that first call would cost a lot for sure). Nevertheless, i salute man's ingenuity and creativity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-2816482307552056199?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/2816482307552056199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=2816482307552056199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/2816482307552056199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/2816482307552056199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/wireless-mobile-phone-recharging.html' title='Wireless Mobile Phone Recharging'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-271901760484564779</id><published>2009-06-16T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:36:33.520-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><title type='text'>Student Denied Diploma After Blowing Kiss</title><content type='html'>i stumbled upon this &lt;a href="http://buzz.yahoo.com/buzzlog/92681?fp=1"&gt;news&lt;/a&gt; just now...&lt;br /&gt;and it took me appalled on how such could have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A high school student must have reaped the fruits of his hard toil over years of burning candles during graduation day...and it's supposed to be one of the joyous memorable event in one's life, but how did it turn out to be a rage of confusion and agitation among the family and friends of this graduate as he was denied of his hard-fought diploma during his graduation day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we should have to see what actually happened that time and find out what's more into the story. Since it would be very difficult to deliver our viewpoints without the details (yes, we were not there when it actually happened), here's the &lt;a href="http://www.wlky.com/education/19766393/detail.html?treets=lou&amp;tml=lou_4pm&amp;ts=T&amp;tmi=lou_4pm_1_03000106162009"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the video and report of the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't much of a big deal, right?&lt;br /&gt;though, we could understand the code of conduct being enforced to control the crowd of graduates attempting to overdo their excitement, nevertheless what Justin Denney did was a mere expression of happiness and gratitude to his family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;we could commonly see such gesture being done by just anyone, and no one's got denied of their diplomas for doing so...except for him. Probably, the superintendent got too outraged by the crowd already and poured the hot soup on Justin, we never knew, but I think her actions were too much and unjustified to deny the diploma and getting serious about it. The guy earned it and he wasn't even part of the throwing of beach balls the entire ceremony. They should reconsider.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-271901760484564779?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/271901760484564779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=271901760484564779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/271901760484564779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/271901760484564779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/06/student-denied-diploma-after-blowing.html' title='Student Denied Diploma After Blowing Kiss'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-7544699339309744759</id><published>2009-05-23T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:45:03.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asperger&apos;s Syndrome'/><title type='text'>Mozart and the Whale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:rLHsOYc7ttdwZM:http://www.impawards.com/2006/posters/mozart_and_the_whale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 142px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:rLHsOYc7ttdwZM:http://www.impawards.com/2006/posters/mozart_and_the_whale.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't fit in. Except together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Petter Næss&lt;br /&gt;Writer: Ronald Bass (written by)&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 2 February 2006 (Thailand)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Comedy | Drama | Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;Josh Hartnett as Donald Morton&lt;br /&gt;Radha Mitchell as Isabelle Sorenson, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;A dramatic-comedy, inspired by the lives of two people with Asperger's Syndrome, a form of autism, whose emotional dysfunctions threaten to sabotage their budding romance. Donald is a good-natured but hapless taxi driver with a love of birds and a superhuman knack for numbers. Like many people with AS, he likes patterns and routines. But when the beautiful but complicated Isabel joins the autism support group he leads, his life - and his heart - are turned upside down.  &lt;br /&gt;Written by Anonymous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorable quotes:&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: Excuse me. Do you know when the next bus, uh 217, runs?&lt;br /&gt;Man at bus stop: Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: I'm chasing someone.&lt;br /&gt;Man at bus stop: By bus?&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: Well, it's important.&lt;br /&gt;Man at bus stop: Important enough to take the bus?&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: Yeah. My girlfriend left me because I wanted to get married and she wanted to stay just friends.&lt;br /&gt;Man at bus stop: Ah. The slower this chase, the better.&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: Yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle Sorenson: All this time, and you didn't call.&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: I was gonna call.&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle Sorenson: You were?&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: Well just to tell you that I wasn't gonna call so that you wouldn't be aggravated, sitting around waiting and wondering when I was&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle Sorenson: gonna call?&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: Yeah. But in the end I figured that forcing myself into your life was probably not right. I would always do that. So the only nice thing I had left to give was just not to call.&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle Sorenson: I hated you for not calling. Because you were always gonna be there, and when you weren't, it was as if you didn't love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: So go home, I'll call ya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: People with Asperger's want contact with other people very much; we're just pathetically clueless at it, that's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle Sorenson: Be my friend Donald, be my best friend, please, because I really need you. I always felt like you wanted us to get married or something.&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: I never said that.&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle Sorenson: Not with words. But instead of that, do you want to just be my friend?&lt;br /&gt;Donald Morton: Without the sex?&lt;br /&gt;Isabelle Sorenson: Without the pressure. My friendship is all I have to give. Do you want it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trivia:&lt;br /&gt;The project was originally planned for Steven Spielberg, but due to his workload it eventually landed in the hands of critically acclaimed Norwegian director Petter Næss. This became his first US production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film is based on the story of Jerry and Mary Newport. They were profiled in 1995 in an LA Times article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Asperger's Syndrome:&lt;br /&gt;Asperger syndrome is an autism spectrum disorder (ASD), and people with it therefore show significant difficulties in social interaction and restricted, stereotyped patterns of behavior and interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is named after the Austrian pediatrician Hans Asperger who, in 1944, described children in his practice who lacked nonverbal communication skills, demonstrated limited empathy with their peers, and were physically clumsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exact cause is unknown, although research supports the likelihood of a genetic basis; brain imaging techniques have not identified a clear common pathology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lack of demonstrated empathy is possibly the most dysfunctional aspect of Asperger syndrome. Individuals with AS experience difficulties in basic elements of social interaction, which may include a failure to develop friendships or to seek shared enjoyments or achievements with others (for example, showing others objects of interest), a lack of social or emotional reciprocity, and impaired nonverbal behaviors in areas such as eye contact, facial expression, posture, and gesture. Unlike those with autism, people with AS are not usually withdrawn around others; they approach others, even if awkwardly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with Asperger syndrome often display behavior, interests, and activities that are restricted and repetitive and are sometimes abnormally intense or focused. They may stick to inflexible routines, move in stereotyped and repetitive ways, or preoccupy themselves with parts of objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-courtesy by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0392465/#comment"&gt;http://www.imdb.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-more at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asperger_syndrome"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asperger_syndrome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-7544699339309744759?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/7544699339309744759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=7544699339309744759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/7544699339309744759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/7544699339309744759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/mozart-and-whale.html' title='Mozart and the Whale'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-4173968214870790559</id><published>2009-05-18T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:56:43.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>movie posters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:oSXwxK6yTHiyKM:http://www.impawards.com/2005/posters/thumbsucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 142px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:oSXwxK6yTHiyKM:http://www.impawards.com/2005/posters/thumbsucker.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Tm5UVsYmnPhB5M:http://image.wtorrent.com/i/tb/1_25/2009_02/01/2009_02_03_19_24_08_40200_0_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 138px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Tm5UVsYmnPhB5M:http://image.wtorrent.com/i/tb/1_25/2009_02/01/2009_02_03_19_24_08_40200_0_0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:2kv8HVvfGdZlXM:http://edweb.tusd.k12.az.us/UHS/Perspective/images/bridewars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 142px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:2kv8HVvfGdZlXM:http://edweb.tusd.k12.az.us/UHS/Perspective/images/bridewars.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:YPUBZsQEB3ij7M:http://www.thestoryoftexas.com/showtimes/images/monsters-vs-aliens-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 93px; height: 138px;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:YPUBZsQEB3ij7M:http://www.thestoryoftexas.com/showtimes/images/monsters-vs-aliens-poster.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:5CVk6jTGNNKB2M:http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/the_haunting_in_connecticut_poster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 92px; height: 142px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:5CVk6jTGNNKB2M:http://www.shockya.com/news/wp-content/uploads/the_haunting_in_connecticut_poster2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:BIoZenwdlHH0nM:http://news.newhua.com/Files/Remoteupfile/2008-1/7/1200168_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 139px;" src="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:BIoZenwdlHH0nM:http://news.newhua.com/Files/Remoteupfile/2008-1/7/1200168_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-google posts-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-4173968214870790559?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/4173968214870790559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=4173968214870790559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/4173968214870790559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/4173968214870790559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_18.html' title='movie posters'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-5510644888911453080</id><published>2009-05-18T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:40:02.849-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>movie posters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn1.google.com/images?q=tbn:_mNVtwIj-zVTwM:http://www.mannythemovieguy.com/images/vantage-point.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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It witnessed the most devastating events of my life, it was there when i smiled and it scooped my tears when i cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I noted on the important lessons it taught me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you start out by promising what you don't even have yet, you'll lose your desire to work toward getting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="arial"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CH@%21D%25$%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When each day is the same as the next, it's because people fail to recognize the good things that happen in their lives every day that the sun rises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Making a decision was only the beginning of things. When someone makes a decision, he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he first made the decision.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The closer one gets to realizing his destiny, the more that destiny becomes his true reason for being.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;No matter how many detours and adjustments it made, the caravan moved toward the same compass point. Once obstacles were overcome, it returned to its course, sighting on a star that indicated the location of the oasis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;People need not fear the unknown if they are capable of achieving what they need and want.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;We are afraid of losing what we have, whether it's our life or our possessions and property. But this fear evaporates when we understand that our life stories and the history of the world were written by the same hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Once you get into the desert, there's no going back. And, when you can't go back, you have to worry only about the best way of moving forward. The rest is up to Allah, including the danger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You must understand that love never keeps a man from pursuing his destiny. If he abandons that pursuit, it's because it wasn't true love...the love that speaks of the Language of the World.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If what one finds is made of pure matter, it will never spoil. And one can always come back. If what you had found was only a moment of light, like the explosion of a star, you would find nothing on you return.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;The wise men understood that this natural world is only an image and a copy of paradise. The existence of this world is simply a guarantee that there exists a world that is perfect. God created the world so that, through its visible objects, men could understand his spiritual teachings and the marvels of his wisdom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Listen to your heart. It knows all things, because it came form the Soul of the World, and it will one day return there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Wherever your heart is, that is where you'll find your treasure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You will never again be able to keep it quiet. Even if you pretend not to have heard what it tells you, it will always be there inside you, repeating to you what you're thinking about life and about the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;You will never be able to escape from your heart. So it's better to listen to what it has to say. That way, you'll never have to fear an unanticipated blow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;"Even though I complain sometimes," it said, "it's because I'm the heart of a person, and people's hearts are that way. People are afraid to pursue their most important dreams, because they feel that they don't deserve them, or that they'll be unable to achieve them. We, their hearts, become fearful just thinking of loved ones who go away forever, or of moments that could have been good but weren't, or of treasures that might have been found but were forever hidden in the sands. Because, when these things happen, we suffer terribly."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Every second of the search is an encounter with God. When I have been truly searching for my treasure, every day has been luminous, because I've known that every hour was a part of the dream that I would find it. When I have been truly searching for my treasure, I've discovered things along the way that I never would have seen had I not had the courage to try things that seemed impossible for a shepherd to achieve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;"Everyone on earth has a treasure that awaits him," his heart said. "We, people's hearts, seldom say much about those treasures, because people no longer want to go in search of them. We speak of them only to children. Later, we simply let life proceed, in its own direction, toward its own fate. But, unfortunately, very few follow the path laid out for them - the path to their destinies, and to happiness. Most people see the world as a threatening place, and because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;From then on, the boy understood his heart. He asked it, please, never to stop speaking to him. He asked that, when he wandered far from his dreams, his heart press him and sound the alarm. The boy swore that, every time he heard the alarm, he would heed its message.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Before a dream is realized, the Soul of the World tests everything that was learned along the way. It does this not because it is evil, but so that we can, in addition to realizing our dreams, master the lessons we've learned as we've moved toward that dream. That's the point at which most people give up. It's the point at which, as we say in the language of the desert, one dies of thirst just when the palm trees have appeared on the horizon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Every search begins with a beginner's luck. And every search ends with the victor's being severely tested.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When you possess great treasures within you, and try to tell others of them, seldom are you believed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Your eyes show the strength of your soul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;If a person is living out his destiny, he knows everything he needs to know. There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Then you'll die in the midst of trying to realize your destiny. That's a lot better than dying like millions of other people, who never even knew what their destinies were.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Usually, the threat of death makes people a lot more aware of their lives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;"You could have died later on," a soldier said to the body of one of his companions. "You could have died after peace had been declared. But, in any case, you were going to die."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;When you are loved, you can do anything in creation. When you are loved, there's no need at all to understand what's happening, because everything happens within you, and even men can turn themselves into the wind. As long as the wind helps, of course.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;Because it's not love to be static like the desert, nor is it love to roam the world like the wind. And it's not lvoe to see everything from a distance, like you do. Love is the force that transforms and improves the Soul of the World. When I first reached through to it, I though the Soul of the World was perfect. But later, I could see that it was like other aspects of creation, and had its owns passions and wars. It is we who nourish the Soul of the World, and the world we live in will be either better or worse, depending on whether we become better or worse. And that's where the power of love comes in. Because when we love, we always strive to become better than we are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;No matter what he does, every person on earth plays a central role in the history of the world. And normally he doesn't know it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;As he was about to climb yet another dune, his heart whispered, "Be aware of the place where you are brought to tears. That's where I am, and that's where your treasure is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Coelho, Paulo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/span&gt;. Published 1992. Translated by Alan R. Clarke. ISBN 0-7225-3292-8.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-8076699030221998619?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8076699030221998619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=8076699030221998619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/8076699030221998619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/8076699030221998619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/05/alchemist-by-paulo-coelho.html' title='THE ALCHEMIST by Paulo Coelho'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-964685486772290258</id><published>2009-04-07T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T20:46:04.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fantasy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Inkheart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2978846756_2429f61cfa.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 265px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2978846756_2429f61cfa.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Every story ever written is just waiting to become real. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0812200/"&gt;Iain Softley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1865755/"&gt;David Lindsay-Abaire&lt;/a&gt; (screenplay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1751315/"&gt;Cornelia Funke&lt;/a&gt; (novel)&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: 28 January 2009 (Philippines)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/Sections/Genres/Adventure/"&gt;Adventure&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/Sections/Genres/Family/"&gt;Family&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/Sections/Genres/Fantasy/"&gt;Fantasy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000409/"&gt;Brendan Fraser&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0091626/"&gt;Mo 'Silvertongue' Folchart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0347149/"&gt;Sienna Guillory&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0081145/"&gt;Resa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1146916/"&gt;Eliza Bennett&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0037262/"&gt;Meggie Folchart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0079273/"&gt;Paul Bettany&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0042270/"&gt;Dustfinger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000545/"&gt;Helen Mirren&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0089506/"&gt;Elinor Loredan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1969169/"&gt;Rafi Gavron&lt;/a&gt; as  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0081019/"&gt;Farid&lt;/a&gt;, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Mo has the special talent to bring characters out of books. One night he brings out three characters from Inkheart, a story set in medieval times and filled with magical beings. Capricorn and Basta, two villains, and Dustfinger, a fire-eater. Now, 10 years later Meggie discovers the truth and it's up to her to escape Capricorn's evil grasp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Written by  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/SearchPlotWriters?Gloria"&gt;Gloria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trivia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000409/"&gt;Brendan Fraser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1751315/"&gt;Cornelia Funke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;'s personal choice for the role of Silvertongue, as he was her inspiration for the character. She even dedicated the second novel of the trilogy to him and sent him a signed copy. The producers originally wanted a bigger Hollywood star but on the insistence of Funke they gave in and accepted him in the role.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0079273/"&gt;Paul Bettany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;'s wife, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000124/"&gt;Jennifer Connelly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;, appears as Dustfinger's wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The exterior scenes were shot in Italy, where the story takes place, while most of the interiors were shot in England.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Director/producer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0812200/"&gt;Iain Softley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; said he wanted to do the film because it was a story that opened a door between the real world and our imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memorable Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0019885/"&gt;Narrator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Since the dawn of time, storytellers have enchanted audiences with their words. But there is an even rarer gift. There are those, who by reading out loud, can bring characters to life. Out of books and into our world. Most of these Silvertongues, as they are know prefer to keep their skills a secret but some do not even know this gift is theirs, until it is too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Rating: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0494238/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0494238/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2978846756_2429f61cfa.jpg?v=0"&gt;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/2978846756_2429f61cfa.jpg?v=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-964685486772290258?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/964685486772290258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=964685486772290258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/964685486772290258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/964685486772290258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/inkheart.html' title='Inkheart'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-5347139873123397031</id><published>2009-04-07T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T06:23:49.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comedy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Chaos Theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.brianorndorf.com/images/2008/03/13/chaos_theory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 294px;" src="http://www.brianorndorf.com/images/2008/03/13/chaos_theory.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;This man will bring order to the universe...or not.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0796864/"&gt;Marcos Siega&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writer: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0850044/"&gt;Daniel Taplitz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Release Date: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/BusinessThisDay?day=11&amp;amp;month=April"&gt;11 April&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/Sections/Years/2008/"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt;      (USA)&lt;br /&gt;Genre: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/Sections/Genres/Comedy/"&gt;Comedy&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/Sections/Genres/Drama/"&gt;Drama&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/Sections/Genres/Romance/"&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005351/"&gt;Ryan Reynolds&lt;/a&gt; as &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0087224/"&gt;Frank Allen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0607865/"&gt;Emily Mortimer&lt;/a&gt; as  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0087225/"&gt;Susan Allen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0870204/"&gt;Stuart Townsend&lt;/a&gt; as Buddy Endrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm1880647/"&gt;Matreya Fedor&lt;/a&gt; as Jesse Allen (7 years), etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;t his daughter's wedding, time-management specialist Frank Allen corners the reluctant groom and tells him a long story: about the night his wife chose him, and then, about eight years later, when a missed ferry, a corporate groupie, a panicked expectant mother, and a medical test brought Frank's marriage to a crisis. In the midst of the crisis were Frank, his wife Susan, their daughter Jesse, and Frank's best friend, the feckless Buddy. Things come to a head at a lake when Frank, armed with a shotgun, decides to cross something permanently from one of his time-management lists. Is there ever room for whim and chaos?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;  Written by  &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/SearchPlotWriters?%7Bjhailey@hotmail.com%7D"&gt;{jhailey@hotmail.com}&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorable quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0005351/"&gt;Frank Allen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ever heard Chaos theory Ed! Its a science, tries to determine underlying patterns in chaotic systems like weather, ocean currents, blood flow sort of things. But it turns out that are few things more chaotic in the beat of a human heart. Its beating up, slowing down. Pretty face, flirty stares. Its always changing on whats happening to ourselves out there its erratic sound of a bitch. But underneath all of that bump to bump mess, there is in fact a pattern, the truth, and its love. Most important thing about love is that we choose to give it, and we choose to receive it. Making it the least random act in the entire Universe. It transcends blood, it transcends betrayal and all the dirt and makes us human.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Personal Rating: 6.5/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more at: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0460745/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0460745/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo by:&lt;a href="http://www.brianorndorf.com/images/2008/03/13/chaos_theory.jpg"&gt; http://www.brianorndorf.com/images/2008/03/13/chaos_theory.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-5347139873123397031?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5347139873123397031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=5347139873123397031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/5347139873123397031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/5347139873123397031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/chaos-theory.html' title='Chaos Theory'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-8727078902845335184</id><published>2009-04-03T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:56:43.263-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mitch Albom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>The 5 People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 1st Lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That there are no random acts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That we are all connected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from a wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;blue man&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;No life is a waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 2nd Lesson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sacrifice is a part of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's not something to regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It's something to aspire to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Little sacrifices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Big sacrifices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;the captain&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Sometimes when you sacrifice something precious,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;you're not really losing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;You're just passing it on to someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The 3rd Lesson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Holding anger is a poison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It eats you from inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;We think that hating is a weapon that attacks the person who harmed us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But hatred is a curved blade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And the harm we do, we do to ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ruby&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The 4th Lesson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Lost love is still love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;It takes a different form, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;But when those senses weaken, another heightens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Memory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Memory becomes your partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;You nurture it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;You hold it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;You dance with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Marguerite&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Life has to end, but love doesn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;The 5th Lesson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*... ? where you're supposed to be? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;*... ? what is the reason for your existence? ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;tala&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 5 People You Meet in Heaven&lt;/span&gt; by Mitch Albom&lt;br /&gt;*quotes not derived from the book...my own interpretation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-8727078902845335184?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/8727078902845335184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=8727078902845335184' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/8727078902845335184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/8727078902845335184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/5-people-you-meet-in-heaven-by-mitch.html' title='The 5 People You Meet in Heaven by Mitch Albom'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-5458064641701749592</id><published>2009-04-03T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:44:28.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>These are some unforgettable striking lines I stumbled upon as I watched the movies and read the books...put some nice perception and a whole viewpoint in life. Might also inspire you..even a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A good traveler anticipates unexpected delays.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Brother Bear 2&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Why go through life unnoticed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Aquamarine&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Family comes first.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Click&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Rule #1: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There's no going back anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Fluke&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;There will always be a few people who have the courage to love what is untamed inside us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Flicka&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The best gifts are the ones we don't ask for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stanislaski Sisters&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Just because you don't know everything don't mean you know nothing.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Will Russet&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The Midwife's Apprentice&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;...because she gave up. I need an apprentice who can do what I tell her, take what I give her, who can try and risk and fail and try again and not give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Jane Sharp, the midwife&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;The Midwife's Apprentice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-5458064641701749592?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/5458064641701749592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=5458064641701749592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/5458064641701749592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/5458064641701749592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1346227232252918983.post-6719963482115768775</id><published>2009-04-03T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:45:08.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one tree hill'/><title type='text'>One Tree Hill quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Most of our lives is a series of images. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;They pass us like towns in a highway, but sometimes the moment stuns us as it happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We know that this instance is more than just a fleeting image. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;We know that this moment, every part of it will live on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Some of us live our lives in a rush...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We go through our busy routines, spend our free time indulging in our passion, and just do anything to pleasure us. We meet strangers, shake hands with superiors, embrace old acquaintances, go to parties, enjoy the beach, delight ourselves with out-of-town adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Some memories were just fleeting images in our minds, some were stored to be remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But, have you experienced a moment where you seemed to want to remember each detail in it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;...to try to memorize all that happened, not allowing a speck of event to be overseen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;...to relish over and over that instance until you'd virtually play that role again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It would find you dazed for such a moment to be happening...that you'd wish it would not end, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;However, even if it really would end...you'd know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;you'll always be reliving that moment for the rest of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1346227232252918983-6719963482115768775?l=honelyn.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/feeds/6719963482115768775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1346227232252918983&amp;postID=6719963482115768775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/6719963482115768775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1346227232252918983/posts/default/6719963482115768775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://honelyn.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-tree-hill-quote.html' title='One Tree Hill quote'/><author><name>honey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08143712838453037176</uri><email>honelyn.ardiente@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12818644564335331745'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>