<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841</id><updated>2011-09-30T22:02:09.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109919955197339505</id><published>2004-10-31T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T13:29:08.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have a Hobbit Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/blogstuff/ehappybw2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two amazing gentlemen are celebrating their birthdays today, and both have something to do with The Lord of the Rings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to &lt;a href="http://tbhl.theonering.net/peter/index.html"&gt;Peter Jackson&lt;/a&gt;! If you've never heard of him, where on (Middle-) earth have you been? He is the acclaimed director of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt; films, and Best Director of this year's Academy Awards (of course for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LotR&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/blogstuff/peterlegolas_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peter Jackson (left) giving pointers to Orlando Bloom (Legolas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And another happy birthday to &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=3219066"&gt;Kuya Hec&lt;/a&gt;! Fellow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/span&gt; fan and member of &lt;a href="http://www.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org/"&gt;The Philippine Tolkien Society&lt;/a&gt; (TPTS). This man is blessed with a load of talents, including filking and lots of Tolkien knowledge (some of the stuff I never knew I learned from him at a Moot). Check out one of his filks&lt;a href="http://www.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org/features.php?sect=item&amp;id=92"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;, I tell you, great work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the two of you, thanks for contributing to the fan that I am now (yeah it's your fault in some way :P) Keep the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LotR&lt;/span&gt; zeal burning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109919955197339505?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109919955197339505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109919955197339505' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109919955197339505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109919955197339505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/10/have-hobbit-birthday.html' title='Have a Hobbit Birthday!'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109785585351572464</id><published>2004-10-15T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-16T04:12:30.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truly A Super Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="162" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/guys/reevedead.jpg" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those many who grew up loving Superman. I especially loved Christopher Reeve's portrayal of the comic book/movie icon that everyone knew and looked up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why it saddened me to know about &lt;a href="http://www.christopherreeve.org"&gt;Christopher Reeve&lt;/a&gt;'s passing a few days ago. I have always known about his condition, that he was paralyzed from the neck down 9 years ago because of a riding accident, but I always believed that someday, he could walk again. That even though he can never be Superman once more on film, he would someday show the world a miracle, that paralysis can be cured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these thoughts some of his most memorable co-stars have expressed about the loss of a legend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Margot Kidder&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margot Kidder, who played Lois to Christopher Reeve's Clark Kent in the four Superman movies and now plays "Dr. Bridgette Crosby" on Smallville, has also spoken about his loss. In an article in the &lt;a href="http://www.opinion.telegraph.co.uk/news/main.jhtml;sessionid=MD44XZM3KYQC3QFIQMGSNAGAVCBQWJVC?xml=/news/2004/10/12/wsupe12.xml&amp;secureRefresh=true&amp;amp;_requestid=122390" target="all"&gt;News-Telegraph&lt;/a&gt;, Kidder says "I am just heartbroken and so sad. I just don't know what to say right now. He grew into such a glorious example of triumph over everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Annette O'Toole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annette O'Toole has been associated with the world of Superman for over twenty years now, having starred alongside the late Christopher Reeve in the 1983 film Superman III, as Lana to his Clark Kent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What can you say about such a man as Christopher Reeve? He embodied all the best that a human being can hope to be. To continue life in the face of such adversity and to make things BETTER for other people and to continue to contribute so much is a miracle. He was so kind and generous and funny. He was a prince. His presence in our lifetime has given us all an example of how to live our lives. I am so grateful I knew him. And while I am so sorry for the loss his family must now endure, to me he will always be a constant source of comfort and hope and will remain up in the stratosphere where he has always been in my eyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael Rosenbaum (Lex Luthor in Smallville)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Christopher Reeve played the role of one of the most memorable and heroic characters ever created... Superman. But it is obvious to me as I'm sure it is to others, that he was far more of a Superman than he could have possibly imagined."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some of the most memorable quotes from Christopher Reeve...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When John Kennedy promised that by the end of the 1960s we would put a man on the moon. Everybody, including the scientists, shook their heads in dismay. But we did it. We can cure spinal cord injuries too, if there's a will. What was possible in outer space is possible in inner space."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.kryptonsite.com"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109785585351572464?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109785585351572464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109785585351572464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109785585351572464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109785585351572464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/10/truly-super-man.html' title='Truly A Super Man'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109724266015463375</id><published>2004-10-08T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T21:42:32.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lord of the Rings Symphony</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.auditoriumtheatre.org/images/productions/large/lotr_04.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a musical journey to the realm of Middle Earth as more than 200 musicians and singers take the stage in "The Lord of the Rings Symphony: A Symphony in Six Movements," a spectacular performance showcasing the works of Academy Award-winning composer Howard Shore. This multimedia event will feature music from all three films in the motion picture trilogy and illustrations by artists Alan Lee and John Howe. After sold out shows around the globe, The Lord of the Rings Symphony is an event that will be enjoyed by everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.auditoriumtheatre.org/events/event.php?event=29&amp;show=The+Lord+of+the+Rings+Symphony"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For sure it will be enjoyed by many, including a good &lt;a href="http://loryces.so-phobic.com"&gt;friend of mine&lt;/a&gt;. The shows are on October 8 &amp;amp; 9, 8:00 pm, at the Auditorium Theatre in Chicago, Illinois and &lt;a href="http://loryces.so-phobic.com"&gt;Laurice&lt;/a&gt; will be going to the first day. How exciting is that?! Hopefully, she will be able to hand a gift to Howard Shore (whom I &lt;a href="http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/dreaming-of-shore.html"&gt;dreamt&lt;/a&gt; about, hee). The gift is a &lt;a href="http://www.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org"&gt;TPTS&lt;/a&gt; pin. And she will tell us all about the experience as soon as she can. Have a nice time, Lau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Great music is that which penetrates the ear with facility and leaves the memory with difficulty. Magical music never leaves the memory.&lt;/em&gt; -Sir Thomas Beecham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where words fail, music speaks.&lt;/em&gt; -Hans Christian Andersen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109724266015463375?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109724266015463375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109724266015463375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109724266015463375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109724266015463375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/10/lord-of-rings-symphony.html' title='The Lord of the Rings Symphony'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109687533196451219</id><published>2004-10-04T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T16:01:59.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the good, the bad... and the precious</title><content type='html'>What's good about this day? Oh yes, it's already October! That means, two or so months to go, and I will be free... in the scholastic sense, that is. No more sitting for hours trying to make something "run." If you don't know what I'm talking about, well, just figure it out. I vowed not to mention that torture of a thing here. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm putting off bringing up what's &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; exciting: 81 days until Christmas Eve! And 87 days until New Year's Eve! Hey, don't you think Christmas Eve is more fun than Christmas Day itself? It is for me! I love that holiday feeling of preparing for the Noche Buena, playing Christmas music all day, lounging around the house, receiving holiday greetings from friends and family, and watching all those Christmas programs on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the bad... it's been exactly a month since our house has been burglarized. By far, it is the most traumatizing thing that has happened to me this year. September 4, 2004 was a little far from ordinary day: it's when all August-September birthday celebrants in our family (immediate relatives included) went to my Tita's home to have a little get-together. The day started out quite dull for me, I didn't even want to go to the gathering. Unfortunately (which turned out to be otherwise later on) my makulit of a brother insisted on me going with them. I don't know how he did it but I soon relented. So the day wore on at my Tita's house until it was about 12:30am of September 5. I even fell asleep in my 7-year-old cousin's room because my parents and my titos and titas were still at it: chatting and talking about life's ups and downs. Finally, we all said goodbye to each other and I hopped in the car groggily. A few minutes later we stopped in front of our house and my mom went out of the car to open the gates. All groggy and wanting to just plop down into bed and continue my snooze, I followed her into the house. When we reached just behind the door of the living room my mom inquired if I had anything to do with the groceries strewn out on the floor. I shook my head and began to ponder it a bit. It was the start of that uneasy feeling: I saw the door to the master's bedroom wide open and I wondered why it was so, seeing as how my mom always kept it closed. Apparently my mom felt the same nervy sense and we both had the realization that there must be someone in there (or had been there). Backing out of the house we called my dad and told him to come inside. Following my dad into the house and into the rooms, our uneasy feelings were confirmed: someone has broken in. All our drawers and cabinets have been ransacked. It was so shocking my eyes were wide open in a few seconds, sleepiness gone. The perpetrators tore off the grills and bore a hole through the screen of our back window. We suspected there was a child involved because the hole was too little for an adult to get through. We also supposed that they were interrupted because we found some of their would-be loot scattered in the kitchen at the back of the house. The period it took for my mother to open the gates must have given them enough time to escape. It was a nightmare because we never thought that could happen to our home. Seeing my room in a mess, and the (really infuriating) thought that a criminal has touched/held my stuff... it's enough to wish for that person's ruin. Needless to say, we didn't sleep well that night. And the days after that were just horrible. We were more anxious of our home's safety now that we have felt what it was like to be intruded like that. We never felt secure at home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, not much was taken away, our two laptop computers were spared. Some of the items that have disappeared, however, are my diamond-studded Anne Klein watch (its straps have these stones that make it a true thief magnet), some of my fancy jewelry, my dad's watch, a couple of my parent's jewelry and my brother's new Sony discman. It must have been frustrating for them not to get any cash value, all my wallets are empty (but they didn't find my wallet with ten dollars on it). One more reason to be thankful: nobody was hurt and home at the time. And I have my kuya to thank for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going to talk about loot that ain't obtained by illegal means. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you woke up this Christmas and found these under your Christmas tree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="280" src="http://img-nex.theonering.net/images/scrapbook/13508.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? I'd jump all over the place! Hehe. What you see in the picture is the Return of the King Gift Set. The gift set (perfect gift set ever, I might add) includes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; The Return of the King Special Extended Edition DVD (4 precious discs!). And "special extended" means "over fifty minutes of never-before-seen footage integrated into the original theatrical release, along with an additional two-discs of bonus material".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; a Sideshow/Weta statue of Minas Tirith (look at that baby far right!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; "Creating the Lord of the Rings Symphony" DVD featuring Howard Shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; more drool-oozing pictures and info &lt;a href="http://www.dvdanswers.com/index.php?r=0&amp;s=1&amp;amp;c=4927"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, no drool buckets provided. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gift Set costs $79.92 (Php 4,475.52). The Extended DVDs alone would be $39.99 (Php 2,239.44). Are the prices totally killing you? Just think of what having these preciousss in my hands would do to me. And all these will be available on December 14, yay! In Pippin's words in &lt;em&gt;Fellowship&lt;/em&gt;: "I'm getting one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109687533196451219?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109687533196451219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109687533196451219' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109687533196451219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109687533196451219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/10/good-bad-and-precious.html' title='the good, the bad... and the precious'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109635313242439036</id><published>2004-09-23T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T14:32:12.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday, dear Jamie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/blogstuff/bestcuzins_e.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Jamie's 19th birthday. She is my closest cousin ever (her mom is my dad's sister). But we see each other less than 10 times a year lang, during family reunions in September, All Souls Day, Christmas, New Year, and if we're lucky, a couple more times during the year. That's why we'd both be surprised to see each other a bit grown from when we've seen each other last. (by the way, we're both 5'6") But being together often is the least of our problems. Kahit na minsan lang kami magkita, we still have that bond that we've had since we were little girls. Pag nagkita kami it's like there wasn't any time lapse at all, at ease na agad kami with each other. We've shared a lot of fun experiences together growing up. Once, she slept over for a few days at our home with her sister Tracy, just for the fun of it. Mga one week ata yun and on the Saturday of that week the whole gang went to Puerto Azul, which was super fun. On the way there in our family car, me and Jamie were pretending like we were in a television show called "Dalaga Ka Na!", and we tagged that show for the day "Live in Puerto Azul". Hahaha! It was so silly. There are lotsa other stuff we've been through together. We've been a candle to each other's 18th birthday celebration. We've also escaped a few times when our titos and titas would make us sing every Christmas in exchange for some more aguinaldo. We'd hide in a room in the house and laugh like crazy kasi one of my titas would use the microphone na to call us, yet we'd pretend like we couldn't hear her. She's so fun to be with, but what I love most about Jme is that she's loyal to her loved ones. Ipagtatanggol ka talaga nya. And she speaks her mind. She should be a lawyer, but she's taking up Nursing. Hehe. She loves Harry Potter din pala. The books lang, not the movies. Somehow I still can't quite convince her to be a &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; fanatic. Hee. Once in January 2002, we chose to watch Lance Bass and his other *N Sync pals in &lt;em&gt;On The Line&lt;/em&gt; over &lt;em&gt;LotR&lt;/em&gt;. That's 'cause I wasn't a fan back then. The thought of it makes me laugh till now kasi we were so early in the theatre that day, naabutan pa namin yung &lt;em&gt;Lupang Hinirang&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. And obvious na excited talaga kami mapanood yung movie. I know more memorable moments are in store for us, and I'm looking forward to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, Jheng! Best cousins 4ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109635313242439036?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109635313242439036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109635313242439036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109635313242439036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109635313242439036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/happy-birthday-dear-jamie.html' title='Happy birthday, dear Jamie!'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109631087967405244</id><published>2004-09-21T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T02:51:35.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wenham wonderland</title><content type='html'>This post is especially dedicated to &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0920992/"&gt;David Wenham&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;img src="http://forum.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org/html/emoticons/wub.gif" /&gt; You probably know him as &lt;a href="http://www.lordoftherings.net/film/cast/index.html?ca_dwenh.html"&gt;Faramir&lt;/a&gt; in the two final installments of the &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; trilogy. Well, he's an Australian actor who ties with Hugh Jackman on the Aussie hot-o-meter. Maybe even hotter. (; Some more tidbits on Dave:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; Born September 21, 1965 (that makes him 39 today! bummer) in Marrickville, Sydney, New South Wales, Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; The youngest of 6 siblings (5 sisters and 1 brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; Has a long-time girlfriend named Kate Agnew (oh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; Has a daughter named Eliza Jane born October 10, 2003 (I guess that cinches it for me...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; Nicknamed "Daisy": "It's a very, very simple thing. It's an Australian thing, the old shortening of guys' names, from Gary to Gaz and whatever. One of my sisters quite simply went from David to Dais and eventually a "y" was put on." (yikes, naalala ko tuloy yung character nya sa Moulin Rouge... haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; Favorite moment in &lt;em&gt;Return of the King&lt;/em&gt;: "When Sam picks Frodo up and carries him towards Mordor. It encapsulates so much of what the books and films are about." (that was my favorite moment, too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; What would you toss into Mount Doom? "Ignorance." (whew! I thought he'd say "screaming fan girls"... like me! &lt;img src="http://forum.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org/html/emoticons/laughing.gif" /&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/layout/bullet.gif" /&gt; David is also known as an excellent actor because of his versatility. Want proof? Check out these photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/guys/richardshorkinghorn.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as Richard Shorkinghorn, &lt;em&gt;A Little Bit of Soul&lt;/em&gt; (1998)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/guys/ethan.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as Ethan, &lt;em&gt;Russian Doll&lt;/em&gt; (2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/guys/audrey_e.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as Audrey, &lt;em&gt;Moulin Rouge&lt;/em&gt; (2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/guys/luke.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as Luke, &lt;em&gt;Dust&lt;/em&gt; (2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/guys/starer.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as the 'starer', &lt;em&gt;Basilisk Stare&lt;/em&gt; (2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/guys/faramir02_e.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as Faramir, &lt;em&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; (2002, 2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/guys/carl_e2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as Carl, &lt;em&gt;Van Helsing&lt;/em&gt; (2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So, which David did you like best? Ako syempre I liked him best as Fafamir--I mean Fa&lt;em&gt;ra&lt;/em&gt;mir. &lt;img src="http://forum.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org/html/emoticons/wink.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wenham-wonderland.net/image/daisybday_04.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109631087967405244?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109631087967405244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109631087967405244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109631087967405244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109631087967405244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/wenham-wonderland.html' title='Wenham wonderland'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109576039861705255</id><published>2004-09-20T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T18:05:14.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confetti in heaven</title><content type='html'>My friend Kristel turns 20 today. Sadly, I can't go to the celebration because it's in a venue I can't get to at the moment. She's having her birthday party in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She died from a car accident in California a year ago. She and her boyfriend were driving home from a school dance that night when the guy fell asleep on the wheel and the car went over the bridge. My friend was sleeping at the time so her life was claimed almost immediately. When her dad found her, her head was blown up due to internal bleeding. Her boyfriend survived the ordeal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned of her death while I was at the office having my practicum. It was a nightmare I thought I would be able to escape after some time. But I hadn't. It's heartbreaking because I will never again be able to see her, except maybe in pictures. Her funeral was in the U.S. and she was also buried there, and I couldn't get to both. All I could do that day was stare at her picture and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was 18 when she left the world. Such a young age for someone's life to be taken away. But I know the Lord is in control of everything. Yes, there was a reason for it all. You see, Kristel was a Christian and we've been going to the same church in the Philippines when we were little. She and her family went to the States to start a new life there. And I didn't really know a lot about it, but Kristel had been active in their church, particularly in the youth choir. She must have grown a lot in her faith over the years because she made a difference with the people around her. During her funeral, several kids came and received Christ as their Lord and Savior because of her testimony. It was a rewarding feeling despite the sorrow we were going through. She is much missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a birthday bash in heaven is tons more fun than any party one could have here. For one thing, the weather is definitely more pleasant there. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/blogstuff/kl01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kristel &amp;amp; Liann, August 2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In loving memory of Kristel&lt;br /&gt;September 1984 - May 2003&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109576039861705255?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109576039861705255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109576039861705255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109576039861705255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109576039861705255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/confetti-in-heaven.html' title='confetti in heaven'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109570607631964360</id><published>2004-09-14T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T03:03:53.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PD2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/blogstuff/normal_1l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night, my folks and I went to the 10:05pm screening of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.princessdiaries2.com"&gt;The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at Cinema 10 of the Festival Supermall in Alabang. That was after I finally convinced them with the reason that in a day it will be out of the theatres already and I really wanted to see it in one. So we went and there were just about 10 of us in the cinema, considering it's on its 3rd week and it's the last full show. Anyway, I think the first &lt;em&gt;PD&lt;/em&gt; is still better than &lt;em&gt;Royal Engagement&lt;/em&gt;. Although the sequel is much more elegant in terms of costume and location, I enjoyed the simplicity of the first more than I did with &lt;em&gt;PD2&lt;/em&gt;. Still, kudos to the production crew for doing an amazing job considering Genovia was just a bare backlot in Universal Studios, California transformed by very creative people into the magical place beheld in the movie. &lt;em&gt;PD2&lt;/em&gt;'s an okay film, IMO. Yun nga lang, I think it would be enjoyed more by a younger audience. Para kasing naging pambata yung some aspects of the story, like Princess Mia's slumber party (though I would love to try mattress surfing!) and during the parade, when she let the little girl feel like a princess for a day. And the love angle between Queen Clarisse and Joe the bodyguard was not very convincing. Parang walang chemistry between them. And the actress seemed much more seasoned (meaning older) than the actor. Hehe. Anyway, cute pa din naman. And for those who hadn't noticed, Viscount Mabrey (the old man who tried to pull Mia's throne right out from under her) was portrayed by John Rhys-Davies, the actor who did Gimli and Treebeard in &lt;em&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt;. It's weird actually seeing JRD in his full height, haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If there was one thing I loved about the movie, it's the costumes and the music. Okay, make that two things. Kelly Clarkson's "Breakaway" and Jesse McCartney's "Because You Live" are pretty nice tracks. Oh, I also loved the whole archery feature. If I could do Photoshop I would have edited the above pic to include my face and Orlando Bloom's as Legolas. Heehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;All in all, okee siya. Looking forward to the next &lt;em&gt;PD &lt;/em&gt;follow-up, kung meron pa. I'd like to read the books by Meg Cabot. I think there are about four volumes of &lt;em&gt;The Princess Diaries&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Special message to Sheryl Chua:&lt;/em&gt; She, sorry I watched &lt;em&gt;PD2&lt;/em&gt; already. I know we talked about watching it together pero I haven't had the chance to set up the date eh. And pawala na siya sa theatres. Maybe another movie some other time. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109570607631964360?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109570607631964360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109570607631964360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109570607631964360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109570607631964360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/pd2.html' title='PD2'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109561634003685901</id><published>2004-09-13T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T03:05:32.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming of Shore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Experts say we often dream about what is in our subconscious. I wonder if talks about the upcoming Lord of the Rings Symphony a &lt;a href="http://loryces.so-phobic.com"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; of mine is planning to attend brought about this dream I had last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I dreamt that I was at this mall, and there were advertisements of a &lt;a href="http://www.howardshore.com"&gt;Howard Shore&lt;/a&gt;-conducted orchestra performance everywhere. If you haven't heard of Howard Shore, he's the man behind the wonderful &lt;em&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; soundtracks. He composed the music that gave such profundity to the story and gave life to the different races and cultures of Middle-earth. Anyway, somehow my dream brought me to the place where Howard Shore and the cast and crew of &lt;em&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; were staying while on tour. Then I was chatting with Howard Shore. He was showing me around the place and while we were about to go up to the second floor, I asked him, "How friendly is Orlando [Bloom] among the cast?" Mr. Shore replied, "He's second to the least." My face fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the second level, I found shelves...shelves everywhere. Shelves with hundreds of DVDs/VCDs of various titles. I figured they were the films Mr. Shore composed soundtracks for. I even spotted a &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt; SEGA game left uncontinued on the floor. We chatted and chatted and soon I started telling him about &lt;a href="http://www.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org/"&gt;The Philippine Tolkien Society&lt;/a&gt; (which I am a part of in reality) and how much we wanted to give him a &lt;a href="http://www.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org/gallery/details.php?image_id=101"&gt;pin/button&lt;/a&gt; with the TPTS logo. I also told him how one member of TPTS had already given one to &lt;a href="http://www.thephilippinetolkiensociety.org/gallery/details.php?image_id=108"&gt;Sean Astin&lt;/a&gt; (he was Sam Gamgee in &lt;em&gt;LotR&lt;/em&gt;) and that the organization is planning to give one pin to each member of the Fellowship of the Ring. That's all I recall of our conversation, but I remember talking to him very heartily so. It was probably one of the most memorable conversations I've ever had with anybody, even if it was just in my dream. I wish I could have remembered more, but it's great I even remembered this much. I hardly recall the details of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the dream... Before long I was in the living room, waiting for the rest of the cast and crew of &lt;em&gt;LotR&lt;/em&gt; to arrive. No sooner than I was seated, they came through the door in a single file. The first person in the line I didn't know, but the next I recognized immediately. It was Orlando. And he was &lt;em&gt;frowning&lt;/em&gt;... I guess that confirmed Howard Shore's answer to my question earlier. Of course, I was disappointed. Then after the rest had come in, several more people came to sit with me on the sofa and I recognized one particular local female actress. It was strange because I see no connection between her and my LotR fanaticism... Then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Maybe I really wanted to go to the performance, but it's way too impossible, so my wish just turns out in my dream (in some other form). &lt;a href="http://loryces.so-phobic.com"&gt;Laurice&lt;/a&gt; is sooo blessed! She gets to see The Lord of the Rings Symphony perform at the Auditorium Theatre in Chicago on October 8, conducted by Howard Shore himself. And the Chicago Children's Choir will be singing in Elvish. I sure wish I could go to one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures na lang ni Mr. Shore ha, Lau. (; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109561634003685901?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109561634003685901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109561634003685901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109561634003685901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109561634003685901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/dreaming-of-shore.html' title='dreaming of Shore'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109500150654836185</id><published>2004-09-11T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T23:16:30.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am there</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news on September 11, 2001. Neither will I. I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say "Good-Bye." I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, "Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK...I am ready to go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. "I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!" I said. "Of course I will show you the way home - only believe in Me now."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was at the base of the building with the Pastor ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer. I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was in Texas, Kansas, London. I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name - though not all know Me. Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some sought Me with their last breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; "Come to Me... this way... take My hand." Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, I was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I did not place you in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 11, 2001 was not the end of the journey for you. But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are "ready to go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109500150654836185?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109500150654836185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109500150654836185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109500150654836185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109500150654836185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-am-there.html' title='I am there'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109486871969569193</id><published>2004-09-03T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T11:39:40.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big bro's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 21st Birthday, Kuya!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/blogstuff/bcake.gif" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My kuya &lt;a href="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/64/2414654/5967933565156l.jpg"&gt;RJ&lt;/a&gt;'s birthday is three days after mine, yet he's the older sibling. That's 'cause I was born before he even had his first birthday. Each year we become the same age for three whole days. Pretty neat, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109486871969569193?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109486871969569193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109486871969569193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109486871969569193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109486871969569193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/big-bros-day.html' title='big bro&apos;s day'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109484661730487082</id><published>2004-09-03T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T15:58:53.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty-one reasons why I love having a kuya</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A lifetime companion and friend&lt;/em&gt;. My kuya RJ is the only brother I’ve ever had. There’s a saying that it is by chance that we have relatives, but it is by choice that we have friends. With Kuya, it is both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My bodyguard&lt;/em&gt;. Well, not all the time, but I know he is my unspoken defender and protector whenever I need him. This goes for both physical and emotional situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On-the-spot escort&lt;/em&gt;. When I had my debut celebration 2 years ago, he was the first choice. Thankfully, having no “someone” was not a problem at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A prompt movie buddy&lt;/em&gt;. With Kuya, it’s just “Nood tayo ng [insert current movie playing here]&lt;insert&gt;.” Two hours later, we’re off to the nearest cinema. I can’t count all the movies we’ve seen together, but it was always fun everytime. We’ve seen &lt;em&gt;Van Helsing&lt;/em&gt; (in which we laughed gaily at David Wenham for his monk portrayal), &lt;em&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/em&gt; (which he slept through), and &lt;em&gt;Shrek 2&lt;/em&gt; (in which we chortled like we were back in our kiddie years).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A walking Bible&lt;/em&gt;. Kuya has always been a Bible reader. I consider it one of his best characteristics. Not just because whenever I’m searching for the particular book and chapter where a verse is, I can just ask him right out, but because I know that this habit has helped him grow more as a child of God. He uses these verses as a weapon against transgression. I wish I could be the same Bible fanatic that he is. Oh, and this has helped him win a few Bible quiz bees, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Absorber of my moods&lt;/em&gt;. We spent half of our college years living in my auntie’s loft in Manila. So we had to endure each other. Unfortunately he had to do more of the enduring because I am a moody person. My brother must have seen me in a cranky state countless of times. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to be too affected and didn’t lash out at me in return. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My steady Valentine&lt;/em&gt;. For all those times I didn’t have that “someone” everyone’s supposed to spend Valentine’s day with, my brother filled that nothingness by giving me a V-day card or flowers every Hearts’ day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone to influence my obsessions with&lt;/em&gt;. I am talking about my &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; fanaticism. Although he has never reached the level of a fan that I am, he loved the movies and the music from the films as well. I think it’s just natural when at home I must have seen the DVDs (and HBO screenings) countless of times and played the soundtracks time and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My personal Santa&lt;/em&gt;. When I express my desire for certain things but am not financially capable of obtaining them, my brother remembers those wishes and gives them to me as presents when occasions turns up. For instance, last Christmas season we were at Tower Records and I was mooning over an Orlando Bloom calendar. Well, wouldn’t you know it? A few days later, Kuya gave one to me as a Christmas gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The only athletic member of the family&lt;/em&gt;. With the exception of my father when he was younger, Kuya is a good basketball player and fanatic. The only true Michael Jordan fan who has each and every pair of the legend’s shoe versions starting from XIII (I think). My own athletic capabilities, you ask? Well, I’m more of the cheerleader. I cheer my brother on when he plays in leagues in our subdivision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Testimonial generator&lt;/em&gt;. Yes, I am referring to Friendster here, haha. My brother’s testimonial for me meant a lot the most. Feel free to read it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My personal driver&lt;/em&gt;. Actually, this is soon-to-be. He has just been to driving school and is still a beginner. But I just know he will gladly drive me to wherever I need to get to when I ask him (or beg) when he becomes a pro already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Fort Knox of Secrets&lt;/em&gt;. I have yet to fully test this characteristic because when we were in elementary school, I remember having a crush on his best friend. One day, word just slipped to the friend about my silly admiration for him. Well, you guessed it right. Kuya was the culprit. Of course, it’s all different now. I’d like to think that my secrets will be safe with my brother when I entrust them to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone to joke and laugh with anytime&lt;/em&gt;. Kuya and I have this understanding when we joke on things. If you didn’t know what we were talking about, then you wouldn’t understand what was so funny. We’d often laugh at and mimic funny scenes from movies, funny lines and even actions and facial expressions. And this can go on every time even though we are not watching the film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Commuting companion&lt;/em&gt;. There were times when I had to commute from Laguna to my school in Manila. And I disliked commuting to and fro alone (the reason elicited by unpleasant experiences traveling by myself). That’s why it’s such a relief whenever my brother had to go to school on that particular day also. I’m more comfortable when I have someone to accompany me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two of a kind&lt;/em&gt;. We are a singing duo! When we were younger, we used to do duets in church singing Psalty’s music and other kiddie Christian songs. We even had some choreography, courtesy of my mother. Hahaha. Now, we ditched the choreography and we just stick to the singin’.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;More responsibilities are given to him&lt;/em&gt;. Such as setting the example. Hehe. Actually, as a girl, I am expected from more when it comes to household work. That’s hard, too. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No proper comparisons can be made because he’s a boy and I’m a girl&lt;/em&gt;. People can’t say that one is prettier or more handsome than the other, heehee. Although attitude-wise, there could be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone to be proud of&lt;/em&gt;. Although I haven’t said this to him, I am very proud of my Kuya. He graduated college just this past June with a gold medal for outstanding thesis. The best part of it was that I felt like a winner, too. I guess it’s just that way with siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone to look up to&lt;/em&gt;. Even though he’s had his share of mistakes and failures, my brother will always be my role model, especially on the spiritual aspect. His fervor for anything relating to Christianity is by itself admirable. He never stops questioning and looking for answers when things boggle his mind. But even the human mind cannot conceive everything. Sometimes, only our faith can give us the answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone to call “kuya.”&lt;/em&gt; A short Pinoy word that makes it all the more meaningful when you really have one. You can call older relatives and acquaintances “kuya,” but nothing beats the feeling of having an older brother to cherish your whole life. I could not ask for a better sibling than my Kuya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109484661730487082?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109484661730487082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109484661730487082' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109484661730487082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109484661730487082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/09/twenty-one-reasons-why-i-love-having.html' title='twenty-one reasons why I love having a kuya'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109278021160134654</id><published>2004-08-18T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T01:17:54.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Wants To Be A Millionaire: The Lord of the Rings Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Test your &lt;em&gt;LotR&lt;/em&gt; savoir-faire! Play 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire' with questions from &lt;em&gt;The Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt;. Click &lt;a href="http://www.2flashgames.com/fg/f-770.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.artistsuk.net/acatalog/mini-Wizards_Laughter_Beard_Jnr.JPG" /&gt; Haha! That was fun! I was stumped on the 'program for special effects' question, got the answer wrong, so I got back to the first again. I won the game on the second try! (although I used up all the "help" on the very last question. That got me so stumped!) The 'Concerning Hobbits' track was playing, I had to stop and listen to it first before clicking "Play Game". Cool, cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109278021160134654?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109278021160134654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109278021160134654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109278021160134654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109278021160134654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/08/who-wants-to-be-millionaire-lord-of.html' title='Who Wants To Be A Millionaire: The Lord of the Rings Edition'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109267499881013411</id><published>2004-08-17T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T08:46:09.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Archie Comics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/comics/image10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/comics/image12.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Images have been edited so the comics go vertically and would fit the page.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love Archie Comics! I collect them and so far I have 1 Jughead with Archie, 2 Archie's, 1 Laugh, and 1 Betty and Veronica Digest Magazines in my keeping. My older brother and I started reading the comics since we were kids so there are some more lying somewhere in the house. I enjoy reading them 'cause you can read them anywhere. It's not like with my normal paperback when I have to lock myself up in my room in order to really enjoy the book. I mostly read the comics while I'm eating and re-read them at some point in the future. I find the script funny, pero siguro the funnier factor was the way the characters were drawn. Yung facial expressions and all, hehe. Archie Andrews and his friends are a weird gang though. Funny and weird. Hahaha. I can't figure out how Betty Cooper and Veronica Lodge can instantly morph from being the best of friends at one moment and when it's about getting Archie they start pulling each other's hair out. Archie is not even &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; cute, in my opinion. He's also extremely clumsy which only drives Veronica's rich dad nuts with frustration. That's another funny thing about the comics. And don't forget Big Moose, the one in the gang who makes use of his common sense the least, hehe. But then he's this big big guy whom Archie (and the rest I think) fear when he gets angry 'cause he'll beat the person at fault to a punch. The good thing with collecting these stuff is, you can still enjoy them even if they were published, like, 2 years ago. And if it's that old already they're also much much cheaper. I usually get mine at Book Sale. The down side... well, isang basahan lang sha and then you put it away na. That's why it's not a bad idea to borrow from others if you want to save up. Anyway, if you want a daily dose of Archie Comics, go to their website: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archiecomics.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.archiecomics.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. There's some fun stuff in there, too.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109267499881013411?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109267499881013411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109267499881013411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109267499881013411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109267499881013411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/08/archie-comics.html' title='Archie Comics'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109222605567109801</id><published>2004-08-11T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T07:23:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-Five Questions for Mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Written by one of my favorite Christian authors, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maxlucado.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Max Lucado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From &lt;em&gt;God Came Near&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What was it like watching him pray?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How did he respond when he saw other kids giggling during the service at the synagogue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When he saw a rainbow, did he ever mention a flood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you ever feel awkward teaching him how he created the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When he saw a lamb being led to slaughter, did he act differently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you ever see him with a distant look on his face as if he were listening to someone you couldn't hear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How did he act at funerals?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did the thought ever occur to you that the God to whom you were praying was asleep under your own roof?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you ever try to count the stars with him...and succeed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did he ever come home with a black eye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How did he act when he got his first haircut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did he have any friends by the name of Judas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did he do well in school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you ever scold him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did he ever have to ask a question about Scripture?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you think he thought when he saw a prostitute offering to the highest bidder the body he made?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did he ever get angry when someone was dishonest with him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you ever catch him pensively looking at the flesh on his own arm while holding a clod of dirt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did he ever wake up afraid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who was his best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When someone referred to Satan, how did he act?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you ever accidentally call him Father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What did he and his cousin John talk about as kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did his other brothers and sisters understand what was happening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you ever think, &lt;em&gt;That's God eating my soup?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109222605567109801?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109222605567109801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109222605567109801' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109222605567109801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109222605567109801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/08/twenty-five-questions-for-mary.html' title='Twenty-Five Questions for Mary'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109213686965519946</id><published>2004-08-10T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T07:35:41.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Ms. Levine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/books/ellabook2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Encouraged by the movie (same case with &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt;), I picked up the book &lt;em&gt;Ella Enchanted&lt;/em&gt;. It was a nice piece of literature and I enjoyed it a lot. In fact, I thought it was way way better than the film's storyline. Of course, the film had its charm all in itself. And so does this book. Here's an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harperchildrens.com/hch/author/author/levine/ella.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; with the author &lt;strong&gt;Gail Carson Levine&lt;/strong&gt; (she mentions Tolkien, which I thought was brilliant of her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you think of the languages in &lt;em&gt;Ella Enchanted&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I always liked the languages in JRR Tolkien's &lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; trilogy. As a child, I used to say the evil languages of Sauron to myself. In &lt;em&gt;Ella&lt;/em&gt;, I wanted to make each language distinguishable. If kids look closely they will see that Gnomic is punctuated backwards and a capital letter is at the end of each sentence. If they look at Ogrese, every time there is a double consonant or vowel, those two letters are capitalized. For the giants' language, Abdegi, the letters of the word are the first six letters in the giants' language. The giants' language only has vowels and percussive consonants. They have fewer letters than our alphabet because they are simple people. They also have emotive sounds such as shrieks and howls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was writing &lt;em&gt;Ella Enchanted&lt;/em&gt; for the kid I used to be. I would have loved Ella."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What was the process of publishing &lt;em&gt;Ella Enchanted&lt;/em&gt; like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Ella&lt;/em&gt; was my first book. I was pretty sick of sending my work out and facing the rejections by myself. So I sent two chapters of &lt;em&gt;Ella Enchanted&lt;/em&gt; and some query letters to some publishers and to an agent. The agent wanted to see the whole manuscript and I sent it to her. But, I left out page 222 inadvertently, and she called me at my job in complete desperation for that page. I knew then that she was going to represent me. And she did. Then, through a combination of circumstances, another publisher had &lt;em&gt;Ella&lt;/em&gt; for a very long time and we got discouraged and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harperchildrens.com/hch/bookPage/index.asp?isbn=0064407055"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sent it to HarperCollins. HarperCollins loved all my beautiful words. But the other publisher wanted me to cut about a third of the book. I wanted to go with the publisher who saw the book the way that I did."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109213686965519946?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109213686965519946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109213686965519946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109213686965519946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109213686965519946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/08/interview-with-ms-levine.html' title='Interview with Ms. Levine'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109213063806424299</id><published>2004-08-10T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T01:47:28.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princes and Fairies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v380/liann/posters/ellaposter1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...A wicked stepmother, stepsisters, a pumpkin, seven mice, a coachman, six white horses, glass slippers, and of course, the poor girl herself, make up the most celebrated fairy tale in history, &lt;em&gt;Cinderella&lt;/em&gt;. But what happens if you put in some ogres, a company of elves, a party of gnomes, a talking book, and a birth curse meant to be a gift? You got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harperchildrens.com/hch/author/author/levine/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gail Carson Levine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'s volume recently made into a major motion picture, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ellaenchanted.com"&gt;Ella Enchanted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. The film starring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anne-hathaway.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anne Hathaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; was officially released April 9th, but only made it to Philippine cinemas in July 28. And I made it to its opening day! &lt;img height="23" src="http://www.my-smileys.de/smileys1/klatsch_2.gif" width="31" /&gt; I remember seeing &lt;em&gt;The Making&lt;/em&gt; the Saturday before and it just seemed a cute film to check out. Ok ok, I'm not only referring to the film itself, but to one of the characters in particular, Prince Charmont, played by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0199215/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hugh Dancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Hugh who? Hehe, I've never heard the name before too, but guess what, he was in &lt;em&gt;Black Hawk Down&lt;/em&gt; (which I watched if only for Orlando Bloom) as Kurt Schmid and in &lt;em&gt;King Arthur&lt;/em&gt; (which I watched if only for Keira Knightley) as Galahad. So you see, I wasn't exactly looking for him in &lt;em&gt;Ella &lt;/em&gt;but boy, oh boy, how I made quite a discovery that day. The guy had an adorable English accent like Orlando. Overall, his role as Anne's Prince Charming fit him great. Lots of cute scenes, but I especially liked him bouncing off like a rabbit in one funny moment in the film. Hahaha! Too bad he's already 29...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109213063806424299?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109213063806424299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109213063806424299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109213063806424299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109213063806424299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/08/princes-and-fairies.html' title='Princes and Fairies'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5006841.post-109206371323197860</id><published>2004-08-09T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T07:50:07.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Blog's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my first ever post in my personal blog. Yay! I'm hoping that by writing down (or typing) my thoughts for each day, people who already know me may know me better and my ups and downs through time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this first one, I would like to share this homecoming song from the book "Ella Enchanted" by Gail Carson Levine. It was sung by Prince Charmont (more of him later, heehee), and I wonder how the tune goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oak, granite,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lilies by the road,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clouds brushing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Clover hills,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sister, child,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grown tall,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remember you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5006841-109206371323197860?l=liann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/feeds/109206371323197860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5006841&amp;postID=109206371323197860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109206371323197860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5006841/posts/default/109206371323197860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liann.blogspot.com/2004/08/my-blogs-birthday.html' title='My Blog&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>liann</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2004-10/863860/li--04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
