<?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-18666586</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:14:25.787-08:00</updated><category term='a taste of vintage'/><category term='twin'/><category term='bato encantada'/><category term='ramadan'/><category term='poem'/><category term='sartara'/><category term='moon'/><category term='stargazing'/><category term='gut morgen'/><category term='flavor of life'/><category term='c&apos;est la vie'/><category term='old soul'/><category term='full moon'/><title type='text'>ericius revisited</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-4085869723429280167</id><published>2007-10-12T01:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T11:07:33.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Afterthought  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be that as it may, this is my blog after all and i can do whatever i please. Nevertheless, i implore for gentle criticisms, if ever there'll be one. I would prefer positive ones although I could settle for less, rather than not having one at all . .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hahaha.. nobody reads my blog anyways . . . =) Who am I fooling?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I admit, at times I'm a total whacko! I'm crazily happy about it. I affirm and accept myself ~ of who I am, what I"ve become and how I am in any given situation.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-4085869723429280167?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/4085869723429280167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=4085869723429280167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/4085869723429280167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/4085869723429280167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2007/10/food-for-thought-for-me.html' title='An Afterthought  =)'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-5916884247604126102</id><published>2007-10-12T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T04:33:12.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stargazing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='full moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramadan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>How it all started..</title><content type='html'>Words just started overflowing soon as I sat in front of my computer. It eventually ended up as short poems. It happened right after reading the article about &lt;em&gt;stargazing&lt;/em&gt; (please see link below). I felt something stirred inside me and did an impromptu and I'm happy. And because of that, I feel much lighter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wrote a complete poem before. And now that I've done two poems in a row, in one seating, please bear with me ~ of how naive and however simple it may sound to you. Those were my feelings and how I felt then and I just wanted to let it all out. Indulge me, as I rarely talk about my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few mortals in the world knew how I love the moon. Another secret, every full moon under its ray of white light in the darkness of the night, I bask under her.. unless I'm not scared (&lt;em&gt;oh, but that's another story, another blog to tell next time&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today's Ramadan, a public holiday in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I sign off for the day, Advance Happy Halloween to everyone! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://stargazing.suite101.com/article.cfm/the_night_sky_for_october_2007"&gt;http://stargazing.suite101.com/article.cfm/the_night_sky_for_october_2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-5916884247604126102?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://stargazing.suite101.com/article.cfm/the_night_sky_for_october_2007' title='How it all started..'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-4413641086154995045</id><published>2007-10-12T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T02:01:24.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='full moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twin'/><title type='text'>Full Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i gaze towards the heavens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to glimpse the moon in bloom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishing for something i couldn't have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but that's not what my heart wants&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know, it's been so long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's my twin, a bond too strong &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the light revives my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;silence that keeps me whole &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you give me strength i never knew i had&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and assures the doubts at bay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at last, i found my yearning for serenity &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as i seek delight in your eternity. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;~ jennie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-4413641086154995045?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/4413641086154995045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=4413641086154995045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep in the stillness &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my head swirls &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i find comfort in the blackness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and solace in its silence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the scent of fresh air &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;reverbates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and eases the fire &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;that battles within&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stars gather to whisper in my ears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to console me to face my fears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trees dance in the distance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to appease the troubles within &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but knowing the moon, like an owl staring &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;will always be there watching over me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;~ jennie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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title='Stargazing'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-5340338187672695812</id><published>2007-03-13T05:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T11:02:32.225-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flavor of life'/><title type='text'>flavor of life</title><content type='html'>I love this song.  It's from hana yori dango, season 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's heart-wrenching.  Even a person with a cold heart would be moved to tears, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you ponder on shakespeare's words - " I&lt;em&gt;t's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all &lt;/em&gt;" . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flavor of Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics &amp;amp; Music: Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arigatou to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai&lt;br /&gt;sayonara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomodachi demo koibito demo nai chuukan chiten de&lt;br /&gt;shuukaku no hi wo yumemiteru aoi furu-tsu&lt;br /&gt;ato ippo ga fumidasenai sei de&lt;br /&gt;jirettai no nan notte? baby~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arigatou to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai&lt;br /&gt;sayounara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amai dake no sasoi monku ajike no nai doku&lt;br /&gt;sonna mono ni wa kyoumi wa sosorarenai&lt;br /&gt;omoitoori ni ikanai toki datte&lt;br /&gt;jinsei suteta mon janai tte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doushita no? to kyuu ni kikareru to “uun. nandemo nai”&lt;br /&gt;sayounara no ato ni kieru egao watashi rashikunai&lt;br /&gt;sinjitai to negaeba negau hodo nandaka setsunai&lt;br /&gt;“aishiteru yo” yori mo “daisuki” no hou ga kimi rashii janai?&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasurekakete ita hito no omoi wo totsuzen omoidasu koro&lt;br /&gt;furitsumoru yuki no shirosa wo omou to sunao ni yorokobitai yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daiyamondo yorimo yawarakakute atatakana mirai&lt;br /&gt;teni shitai yo kagiri aru jikan wo kimi to sugoshitai&lt;br /&gt;“arigatou” to kimi ni iwareru to nandaka setsunai&lt;br /&gt;sayounara no ato no tokenu mahou awaku horonigai&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ENGLISH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you say “thank you”&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts for some reason&lt;br /&gt;Like a magic spell that doesn’t get&lt;br /&gt;undone even after the break up&lt;br /&gt;The faintly burning pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life,&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither friends nor lovers in uncertain terms&lt;br /&gt;The un-riped fruit dreams about the day of harvest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to move forward&lt;br /&gt;Those hands are desperate baby~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you say “thank you”&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts for some reason&lt;br /&gt;Like a magic spell that doesn’t get&lt;br /&gt;undone even after the break up&lt;br /&gt;The faintly burning pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life,&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words that seduce with sweetness, boring talk&lt;br /&gt;I have no interest in them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though things aren’t going smoothly at the moment&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t given up on my life yet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked “What happened?”&lt;br /&gt;I answer “Nothing much”&lt;br /&gt;The disappearance of laughter&lt;br /&gt;after a break up isn’t like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I wish to believe in you as I want&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts for some reason&lt;br /&gt;Liking something else more than&lt;br /&gt;something you love isn’t like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The flavor of life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I miss the person who is&lt;br /&gt;fainting away in my memory&lt;br /&gt;I want to be more openly cheerful&lt;br /&gt;about the white snow piling up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future that is smoother&lt;br /&gt;and more warmer than diamond&lt;br /&gt;I want to embrace it even with&lt;br /&gt;the limited time I want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear you say “thank you”&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts for some reason&lt;br /&gt;Like a magic spell that doesn’t get&lt;br /&gt;undone even after the break up&lt;br /&gt;The faintly burning pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life,&lt;br /&gt;The flavor of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-5340338187672695812?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/5340338187672695812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=5340338187672695812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/5340338187672695812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/5340338187672695812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2007/03/flavor-of-life.html' title='flavor of life'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-5233695974309705625</id><published>2007-03-10T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T11:03:01.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional quotient</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dbd7d2;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your EQ is 153&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eceae6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/emotions.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;50 or less: Thanks for answering honestly. Now get yourself a shrink, quick!&lt;br /&gt;51-70: When it comes to understanding human emotions, you'd have better luck understanding Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;71-90: You've got more emotional intelligence than the average frat boy. Barely.&lt;br /&gt;91-110: You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;111-130: You usually have it going on emotionally, but roadblocks tend to land you on your butt.&lt;br /&gt;131-150: You are remarkable when it comes to relating with others. Only the biggest losers get under your skin.&lt;br /&gt;150+: Two possibilities - you've either out "Dr. Phil-ed" Dr. Phil... or you're a dirty liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyoureqquiz/"&gt;What's Your EQ (Emotional Intelligence Quotient)?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seriously though, I took the EQ test twice already and it came out with exactly the same results - 153!  Am definitely a weirdo.. go figure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-5233695974309705625?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/5233695974309705625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=5233695974309705625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/5233695974309705625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/5233695974309705625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2007/03/eq.html' title='emotional quotient'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-8379730489325090582</id><published>2007-02-26T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T09:12:03.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>metal kinks in my teeth</title><content type='html'>Finally! After donning orthodontic braces for oh-so-many years, Doc T (&lt;em&gt;my dentist&lt;/em&gt;) finally decided it's time to take it off. Yay, i feel so free, well my teeth are! Being literally imprisoned by these atrocious little square metal kinks, who wouldn't feel that way. Misses gummy &amp; teeth had been tortured, mauled and worst, labelled &amp;amp; taunted as "hardcore metal smile," Uggh! Had been thru hell and back but don't fret, i'm still breathing except for some scars.  ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step, as I was told by Doc T, was retention, hence the need for "retainers" on my upper and lower teeth. Retainers act as my teeth's column to hold my teeth until my bone, gums, and muscles adapt to its new teeth positions, otherwise my teeth may move toward their original positions. Now, i wouldn't want that to happen, right? Hmnn, this looks easy, retainers seem bearable compare to braces. Doc T got a clay to mold my upper and lower teeth so they can make custom made retainers that will fit my teeth. I was asked to come back after 2 days. Yes indeed, I shall return.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-8379730489325090582?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/8379730489325090582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=8379730489325090582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/8379730489325090582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/8379730489325090582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2007/02/metal-kinks-in-my-teeth.html' title='metal kinks in my teeth'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-115511615679289985</id><published>2006-08-09T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T01:43:13.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>come out come out wherever you are...</title><content type='html'>it's full moon! time to brew my stew....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. just kidding ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-115511615679289985?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/115511615679289985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=115511615679289985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/115511615679289985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/115511615679289985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2006/08/come-out-come-out-wherever-you-are.html' title='come out come out wherever you are...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-115019336126634555</id><published>2006-06-13T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T11:13:59.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cbox!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;yep! it's a tag-board. it has that quintessential look, simple yet classy, not too over the edge but easy on the eyes. i find it better compare to other popular tag-message boards that i always see in other blogsites. i hope you like it too, i just feel like sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why not give it a try, send me a message, i won't mind :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-115019336126634555?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://cbox.ws/' title='cbox!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/115019336126634555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=115019336126634555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/115019336126634555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/115019336126634555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2006/06/cbox.html' title='cbox!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-114957708218558611</id><published>2006-06-06T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:38:16.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Omen: 666</title><content type='html'>It's no longer 666 as the mark of the beast or coming of the anti-christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They recently found an ancient greek manuscript from the Book of Revelation, it says that 616 is the real number or mark of the beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a bummer, 616 is not so ominous as 666!  But who are we to dispute such findings.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious where I got the info? Here it is folks, enjoy reading - &lt;a href="http://www.aymnetwork.com/node/1011"&gt;http://www.aymnetwork.com/node/1011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-114957708218558611?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/114957708218558611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=114957708218558611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/114957708218558611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/114957708218558611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2006/06/omen-666.html' title='the Omen: 666'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-114933899227356165</id><published>2006-06-03T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:41:55.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sartorial or grudge look ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Style is Classy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsyourdatefashionstylequiz/classy.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got class, and you know how to put together a guy catching outfit&lt;br /&gt;You're more likely to shop at Bloomie's than bebe&lt;br /&gt;For you style is looking like a million bucks...&lt;br /&gt;And you're always do with your fantastic yet feminine wardrobe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatefashionstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Date Fashion Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in sartorial elegance. I admit, I am enslaved by the dictates of the fashion world. I am after all a girl, need I say more? :-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourdatefashionstylequiz/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Winter Look is Fashionable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatsyourwinterlookquiz/fashionable.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of girl with a dozen coats and scarves, even if you hardly wear them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourwinterlookquiz/"&gt;What's Your Winter Look?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-114933899227356165?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatsyourwinterlookquiz/' title='sartorial or grudge look ???'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/114933899227356165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=114933899227356165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/114933899227356165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/114933899227356165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2006/06/sartorial-or-grudge-look.html' title='sartorial or grudge look ???'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-114922398050556520</id><published>2006-06-01T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T22:24:37.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teatro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love theater! I've been watching theater plays at our local Repertory since college - it was then at Insular, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;afterwhich&lt;/span&gt; they transferred at the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Edsa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shangrila&lt;/span&gt; and now at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;RCBC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Makati&lt;/span&gt;. When we (my siblings and I) had our vacation in US &amp;amp; Europe, we watched Les Miserables in Broadway and Miss Saigon in London. The feeling was always good, wonderful, it's like walking in the clouds and you just appreciate the classic story and the show. I would sometimes be teary-eyed, happy, sad or just be plain overwhelmed with the performance and the showmanship. There's always that big emotion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; I watch one which i honestly love to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard that my older sister enrolled her two daughters at Trumpets this summer, I was ecstatic! Wow, here are now my nieces, having their first taste of musical theater acting. Brewing with excitement and joy, I just can't wait for their final act.. their graduation play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had their first debut this morning at the Cultural Center of the Philippines (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CCP&lt;/span&gt;) Kids Theater. We arrived, well, almost on time, but nevertheless we arrived unscathed. The beauties, as i fondly call them, played the character role of "munchkins". . . so cute. They said their lines pretty well, danced merrily and seemed to really getting the hang of theater musical-slash-play acting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a scene where Sophia was too shy to dance that her older sister Isabelle went behind her baby sister and gently nudged her to dance. But because Sophia was too shy, Ate Isabelle gently hold Sophia's arm up and moved it sideways. . . sweet! I couldn't help but be touched by such gesture (*teary-eyed*). That's Isabelle, the ever protective and supportive older sister ~ that's what siblings are for, to support and be there for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;whoever's&lt;/span&gt; in need. My 2-year old nephew Miguel excitedly watched the "ATES" (I know it's funny but that's how he calls them.. ha3x). . . And in a boy's little booming voice, the words "ATE", "PIA", and "BELLE" reverberated inside the auditorium. When I turned around to look at Miguel, he whispered, "the ATES" and warmly smiled at me. I smiled back. He was just as excited and proud as we all were. We all enjoyed the musical play and laughed with the funny acts. Everybody inside the auditorium was brimming with pride and joy that their kids, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;apo'&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;granchild&lt;/span&gt;), nieces or nephews, cousins, were doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;magnificient&lt;/span&gt; singing and acting. There were a lot of blunders, but for us adults, those actions were just endearing and utterly adorable so we just laughed with them and not at them. The Trumpets' teachers really know how to teach enjoyable musical play acting to kids. Truly a job well done. Congratulations, my little beauties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt from "The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Wiz&lt;/span&gt;" - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; load it soon . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-114922398050556520?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/114922398050556520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=114922398050556520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/114922398050556520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/114922398050556520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2006/06/teatro.html' title='Teatro'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-113117411390335629</id><published>2005-10-29T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:24:33.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sartara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bato encantada'/><title type='text'>bato encantada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Caught your attention, didn't I? Lest you mistook my title as mystical or supernatural, i'm obliged to clarify that it is far from anything supernatural.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;It's been a month, mind you, and I'm going out of my mind. I'm currently in my mother's hometown. People here love to eat and obviously I've gained a couple of pounds just by attending invitations here and there. Have mercy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, why "bato encantada"? It certainly is a headliner. Aside from the fact IT being mysterious.. hehehe. Well, it aptly describes our beach property in Guimaras and we're here to fix a quandary and troubleshoot a sticky situation a propos our resort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-113117411390335629?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/113117411390335629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=113117411390335629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/113117411390335629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/113117411390335629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2005/10/bato-encantada.html' title='bato encantada'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-113116699457574957</id><published>2005-09-03T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T07:37:19.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='c&apos;est la vie'/><title type='text'>c'est la vie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Swamped with pro-bono work for several years, I've decided to end it and be part of the rat race. My mantra nowadays has been 'hunt hunt hunt'. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Things has not been the same since our source of bread 'n butter had been affected by the financial crisis. But that's life, c'est la vie, as they always say. Do I just accept things as they are.. hell no! With the chaos going on and the imposition of E-vat in consumer goods alongside with the previous oil price hike, what can a mere human being do but to look for means to survive otherwise we'll die of hunger :( &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/18666586-113116699457574957?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/113116699457574957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=113116699457574957' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/113116699457574957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/113116699457574957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2005/09/cest-la-vie.html' title='c&apos;est la vie'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-113116735210420568</id><published>2005-06-10T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T09:39:17.880-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a taste of vintage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old soul'/><title type='text'>a taste of vintage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Somebody once told me I'm an 'old soul.' Funny, since I do fancy old vintage stuff ..(&lt;em&gt;ehehehe .. nahahalatang matanda na!&lt;/em&gt;) Although, to be honest, I find myself sort of a "manang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like an old wooden box (&lt;em&gt;in our country, we call it 'baul'&lt;/em&gt;). In a manner of speaking, this is where we keep those that we treasure and that has left a memorable mark in our lives - an old photo-album or a little token that has significant value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one life. Yet man has this infinite, seemingly endless pursuit to find happiness in worldly stuff as proof of his importance. Been there, done that. I've also been down in those tracks and searched for meanings in those material things. But I've learned one important thing - giving a part of yourself to your family and your friends. Our experiences, may it be good or bad, mold us to be a better person. And mind you, it will definitely leave a mark. But those marks give us character and a uniqueness in identity that differentiate us from others. We experience, we learn then we share and in the end, we touch lives. We are, after all meant to live, to evolve spiritually and be a better entity. I know, you might be wondering the relevance of this to me being an old soul - nothing really, It's just that our vast interaction with the world gives character to our soul and birth to wisdom. Bottom line, we all are old souls and have tremendous capacity to love, to feel, but most of all, to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have crates of boxes, so many fascinating stories to tell. My advise, find a caring true person, someone who'll listen to you (not just hear), might be nonsensical for others but it's noteworthy to you, because that is what life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What is essential is invisible to the eye, it is only the heart that knows rightly" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;- The Prince&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/18666586-113116735210420568?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/113116735210420568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=113116735210420568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/113116735210420568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/113116735210420568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2005/06/taste-of-vintage.html' title='a taste of vintage'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18666586.post-113116760713366807</id><published>2005-03-07T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:23:52.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gut morgen'/><title type='text'>gut morgen</title><content type='html'>what a fine morning! it is truly a wonder how beautiful and serene watching the sun rises at 5:35 am .. a wisp of fresh morning air stirring a wonderful feeling of hope that it is a new day to start all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the!.... undisputably a simple way to rouse myself in doing my usual chore.. gotta get going, only if i could just find my jogging suit. i guess, i have a justifiable reason to postpone my early jogging ritual in our village. and besides, there's another new day tomorrow to look forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18666586-113116760713366807?l=ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/feeds/113116760713366807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18666586&amp;postID=113116760713366807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/113116760713366807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18666586/posts/default/113116760713366807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericiusrevisited.blogspot.com/2005/03/gut-morgen.html' title='gut morgen'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
