<?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-8658024453729638357</id><updated>2011-08-03T06:59:34.620+08:00</updated><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Accessories'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Desserts'/><category term='Internet'/><category term='Restaurants'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Veronica's Misadventures</title><subtitle type='html'>A 31 year old's quest to seize the day and live each of life's moments.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-5558308625170343748</id><published>2009-11-10T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:22:05.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder</title><content type='html'>I wonder what people's lives are like? What are they thinking and how do they feel? What life changing events have they gone through and what did they learn? Who inspires them? What are they passionate about? What makes them laugh and what are they grateful for? What single moment in their day made them happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just looking at people's faces as they go by makes me wonder why they have that expression on their faces. I wonder if I could help just by listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these days I just might go up to a total stranger and ask.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-5558308625170343748?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5558308625170343748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=5558308625170343748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5558308625170343748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5558308625170343748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-2142449845146040395</id><published>2009-11-10T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:29:46.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Time for a Change</title><content type='html'>"I like change, she said, as long as I remember I like change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change has come once again in my life. This time because of my own doing. I quit my job. And I'm actually happy that I did it. It isn't as scary as I thought it would be. I was expecting to feel like I was on the top of a very high roller coaster about to fall all the way down. It's actually more like sitting on a swing with the wind in your hair, leaning back and moving your body so that you go higher and higher. I can now take charge of what my life will look like and what I'm going to do next. I'm keeping my fingers crossed that the wind keeps blowing in my hair. Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-2142449845146040395?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2142449845146040395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=2142449845146040395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/2142449845146040395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/2142449845146040395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-for-change.html' title='Time for a Change'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-1771401894495911256</id><published>2009-08-18T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:22:04.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Remote Control</title><content type='html'>Wouldn't it be great if life had a remote control? You could hit the pause button if you needed a breather or the rewind button to keep replaying the good parts. Or when life just gets a little boring you can fast forward to find out what lies ahead and find out if it will be more of the same for a little while longer. It would be nice if sometimes you could have a little more control over what happens to you. But then again, I guess that's what makes life what it is.  It's the unknown lurking round the next corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's hoping I won't need the pause button.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-1771401894495911256?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1771401894495911256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=1771401894495911256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1771401894495911256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1771401894495911256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2009/08/lifes-remote-control.html' title='Life&apos;s Remote Control'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-8310089323134245741</id><published>2009-02-15T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:23:05.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>Oprah Winfrey once said "the only courage you'll ever need is to live the life of your dreams".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am convinced that 2009 is the year of my dreams. I shall make it so because I have faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-8310089323134245741?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8310089323134245741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=8310089323134245741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8310089323134245741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8310089323134245741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2009/02/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-5249025528086883751</id><published>2009-02-03T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:36:21.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I could have written this</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SYhkVjSuFCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/liI12pV_MtU/s1600-h/DaveMatthews.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SYhkVjSuFCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/liI12pV_MtU/s400/DaveMatthews.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298595283015177250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why is it that I never seem to fall on the preferable side of this quote?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds exactly like something I would write - both the quote and the entry by Design Crush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-5249025528086883751?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5249025528086883751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=5249025528086883751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5249025528086883751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5249025528086883751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-could-have-written-this.html' title='I could have written this'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SYhkVjSuFCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/liI12pV_MtU/s72-c/DaveMatthews.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-7533556465771695124</id><published>2009-01-07T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T22:39:15.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallflower</title><content type='html'>I could have died, maybe I should have died&lt;br /&gt;When I saw you walk inside&lt;br /&gt;And as you shut the door I put my eye back on the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When all I really wanted was to look some more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-7533556465771695124?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7533556465771695124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=7533556465771695124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7533556465771695124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7533556465771695124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2009/01/wallflower.html' title='Wallflower'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-9111504875773291114</id><published>2009-01-06T05:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:29:08.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Back to School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; font-variant: normal; text-transform: none; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); text-decoration: none;font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I'm thinking of going to school, so I can meet some new people. You know me too well to appreciate how much I suffer any more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-9111504875773291114?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/9111504875773291114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=9111504875773291114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/9111504875773291114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/9111504875773291114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-back-to-school.html' title='Going Back to School'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-951855820910658127</id><published>2008-12-31T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:26:10.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SVo3DAgi8yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8gVfrtpAn90/s1600-h/nextyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SVo3DAgi8yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8gVfrtpAn90/s400/nextyear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285597637488341794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From postsecret.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-951855820910658127?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/951855820910658127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=951855820910658127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/951855820910658127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/951855820910658127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/12/next-christmas.html' title='Next Christmas'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SVo3DAgi8yI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8gVfrtpAn90/s72-c/nextyear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-3178484894053468083</id><published>2008-10-29T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:07:49.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Things To Do Before 2010</title><content type='html'>I started this list of things to do before I turn 30. I'm now 31 and I still haven't done everything on my list. I'm revisiting this list and setting another deadline - my 33rd birthday on 10.10.2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my partial list of 100 Things to Do before 2010 (the highlighted ones have been accomplished):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn basic French (I've always wanted to do this)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;buy a digital camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn photography&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;set up my own business&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;travel to Cebu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;write my Mission statement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go diving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to surf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to appreciate classical music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn about Italy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn about art&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit a museum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend more than P30,000 in one day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to Batanes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;travel alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go on a roadtrip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend a day doing something absolutely selfless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read Catcher in the Rye&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;save P100,000&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;go to Boracay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a really nice dress for no reason&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;drink wine on the beach&lt;/span&gt; and make a toast to the sunset&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stay at a cafe all day long doing nothing but read and listen to music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;buy myself a stuffed toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a horribly expensive dinner for no reason at all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy myself flowers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;go to a karaoke place and sing my lungs out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read The Alchemist (I can't seem to finish an entire book by Paulo Coelho)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;apply for my MBA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;redecorate my room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have my picture taken with a celebrity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be debt free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a pizza delivered to the house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meet Piolo Pascual (haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;take boxing lessons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;gamble&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;contribute an article or have my 'letter to the editor' published in a magazine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get up early enough to have breakfast at a coffeeshop before work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;attend a poetry reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a lottery ticket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read a Newberry Prize winner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;consult a fortune teller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read Moby Dick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to Sagada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be able to wear a bikini and look good doing it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;attend a creativity workshop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-3178484894053468083?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3178484894053468083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=3178484894053468083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/3178484894053468083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/3178484894053468083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/10/100-things-to-do-before-2010.html' title='100 Things To Do Before 2010'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-2594636048575851227</id><published>2008-10-18T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:44:05.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Inspired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn1xjHgNJI/AAAAAAAAAGE/wT23kuCPdHo/s1600-h/beinspired.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPnoF2sJQUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/x7UJeyDStW0/s200/heart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258489227209425218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPnmzRGkfNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9b_ugwWidoU/s1600-h/neverletgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPnmzRGkfNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/9b_ugwWidoU/s200/neverletgo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258487808370441426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPnlwkQiIfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/wmN_JaIUW38/s1600-h/TheSmiths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPnlwkQiIfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/wmN_JaIUW38/s200/TheSmiths.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258486662461268466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-114542033686955470?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/114542033686955470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=114542033686955470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/114542033686955470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/114542033686955470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/10/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of You'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPnoF2sJQUI/AAAAAAAAAF0/x7UJeyDStW0/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-2243617624468498695</id><published>2008-08-14T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:20:15.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Many Questions So Little Time</title><content type='html'>How many "love of my life"s do we get? Is there only one? What if the time wasn't right? Or you just weren't ready? If that doesn't work out does it mean anyone else after that is just a form of settling? What if the next person doesn't make you feel "love of my life-y"? Do you dump them and then hope that another "love of your life" will show up? What if they don't?&lt;br /&gt;What if you have someone now who means the world to you and is someone you see yourself loving the rest of your life but you just don't feel as passionate about as you did with the "love of your life"? Is that settling? What if you're engaged and then meet someone who makes you feel all giddy inside? Do you leave your betrothed and love the other person? Do you risk it all? Or play 'safe'?&lt;br /&gt;What if someone proposes to you and you're just not sure? What if you know that this is a great person but maybe not "the one"? What if you get engaged for practical reasons? You know you'll be happy with them but is that enough? Is it really happiness? Is it soul destroying true love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these questions, how does one stay a romantic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-2243617624468498695?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2243617624468498695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=2243617624468498695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/2243617624468498695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/2243617624468498695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-many-questions-so-little-time.html' title='So Many Questions So Little Time'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-1027281359798428369</id><published>2008-08-11T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:34:52.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders of Days Gone By</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SKBaH_Ol9EI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NbwPeVT6Yyk/s1600-h/logo_top.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233281860282741826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SKBaH_Ol9EI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NbwPeVT6Yyk/s200/logo_top.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was pleasantly surprised to discover that Starbucks now has Chocolate Lamingtons. It was like meeting an old friend whom you thought you'd never find again. I miss the old days but things like this remind you that the memory of yesterday will stick to you forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-1027281359798428369?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1027281359798428369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=1027281359798428369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1027281359798428369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1027281359798428369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/08/reminders-of-days-gone-by.html' title='Reminders of Days Gone By'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SKBaH_Ol9EI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NbwPeVT6Yyk/s72-c/logo_top.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-5214910071420283774</id><published>2008-08-11T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:21:57.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Giddy Feeling</title><content type='html'>For some time now I've missed feeling all giddy inside. I ended my week really nicely last week with a few moments of giddiness. It didn't turn out the way I wished it did but I'm still grateful for remembering how it feels to not being able to wipe that silly grin off my face even if it was just for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know who you are, but thank you all the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-5214910071420283774?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5214910071420283774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=5214910071420283774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5214910071420283774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5214910071420283774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/08/that-giddy-feeling.html' title='That Giddy Feeling'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-6458335935844630825</id><published>2008-07-30T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:13:01.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=469468&amp;amp;showShareButton=true&amp;amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;amp;partnerId=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=469468&amp;amp;showShareButton=true&amp;amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;amp;partnerId=1" width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-6458335935844630825?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6458335935844630825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=6458335935844630825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/6458335935844630825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/6458335935844630825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-5579724826072353616</id><published>2008-06-28T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:51:21.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>The Rat Race</title><content type='html'>Driving home the other day I realized that it was one of those rare occasions where I was going home early. I realized that it was too beautiful a day to be wasting stuck in a car in the middle of traffic. I just wanted to sit under a tree and enjoy the breeze. It got me thinking about why we run ourselves ragged trying to keep up in this rat race. Why do we do it all? Stay in the office till very late and stress ourselves out working (sometimes for people we don't even like) till one day we don't recognize the people we've become. Why do we run this race every single day when the reward may just be right in front of us, under a tree in the cool breeze?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-5579724826072353616?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5579724826072353616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=5579724826072353616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5579724826072353616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5579724826072353616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/06/rat-race.html' title='The Rat Race'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-2546019480348733084</id><published>2008-06-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:12:42.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Love Songs</title><content type='html'>I just heard a song that reminded me of an ex. It made me smile despite missing him all over again. I guess that's one of the nice things about heartbreak, that once you've gotten numb from all the pain and after a huge amount of time and distance from the relationship, you can actually go back to when it all started and remember the good things with a smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-2546019480348733084?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2546019480348733084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=2546019480348733084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/2546019480348733084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/2546019480348733084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/06/love-songs.html' title='Love Songs'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-4722273638341952301</id><published>2008-06-03T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:32.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Reminders</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SEQq5_LJZII/AAAAAAAAAFE/3iMsMTZQFsE/s1600-h/IMG_2832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SEQq5_LJZII/AAAAAAAAAFE/3iMsMTZQFsE/s200/IMG_2832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207334244846232706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This reminded me of a field of sunflowers and in that moment I just wanted to escape into that field and walk amongst the flowers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-4722273638341952301?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/4722273638341952301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=4722273638341952301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/4722273638341952301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/4722273638341952301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-reminders.html' title='Little Reminders'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SEQq5_LJZII/AAAAAAAAAFE/3iMsMTZQFsE/s72-c/IMG_2832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-3453773582806753737</id><published>2008-04-16T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:46:49.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will not take these things for granted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;I had lunch with a friend and his wife today. I don't know if either of them noticed but he opened her bottle of mineral water for her. It's these simple little things that I miss the most about being in a committed relationship, and usually the things we take for granted when we are in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this now so that in the future I won't forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-3453773582806753737?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3453773582806753737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=3453773582806753737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/3453773582806753737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/3453773582806753737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-will-not-take-these-things-for.html' title='I will not take these things for granted'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-2523557759755047047</id><published>2007-12-14T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T22:21:07.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost A Former Romantic</title><content type='html'>I used to be a romantic. I'm not really sure if I still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to believe that there was that one person who was meant for you. Your destiny. Your kismet. Someone fate dictates will complete your life and make it whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to believe that there may not really be someone destined for you. That the stars will not align to make him yours and yours alone. I'm starting to believe that you make a person your own destiny. That you need to choose someone who will fill your life with happiness and love. Someone who will be there. Who will wake up everyday, rain or shine, and still be willing to work things out till the bitter end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even starting to believe that love is not what a good relationship makes. It's commitment. It's the conviction and faith in a relationship and the willingness and wanting to make it work. It's waking up every morning no matter how weary your soul may be and getting up the courage and strength to see things through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that it was going to be difficult finding my destiny. Now I know that this may be even harder - finding a man who will stick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know that it isn't impossible. He's out there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I have that hope, I may still be a romantic afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-2523557759755047047?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/2523557759755047047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=2523557759755047047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/2523557759755047047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/2523557759755047047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/12/almost-former-romantic.html' title='Almost A Former Romantic'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-8415101116428130304</id><published>2007-12-08T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:33.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>3 indications that it's almost Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/R2FB_fhFsZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zFi2xPSqD5Y/s1600-h/mistletoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/R2FB_fhFsZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zFi2xPSqD5Y/s200/mistletoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143464808481665426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;1. The cool evening breeze.&lt;br /&gt;2. My broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;3. Very heavy traffic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-8415101116428130304?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8415101116428130304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=8415101116428130304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8415101116428130304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8415101116428130304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/12/3-indications-that-its-almost-christmas.html' title='3 indications that it&apos;s almost Christmas'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/R2FB_fhFsZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/zFi2xPSqD5Y/s72-c/mistletoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-3351981853047980384</id><published>2007-10-03T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T14:50:47.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;III.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tell me, is the rose naked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or is that her only dress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do trees conceal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the splendor of their roots?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who hears the regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of the thieving automobile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is there anything in the world sadder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;than a train standing in the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;by Pablo Neruda from The Book of Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been a while since I've had some poetry in my life. I thought it was about time to bring it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8658024453729638357-3351981853047980384?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3351981853047980384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=3351981853047980384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/3351981853047980384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/3351981853047980384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/10/iii.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-7149068907328045571</id><published>2007-10-02T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:37:25.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;For some reason I've always liked totally random facts. I always seem to be able to recall these useless pieces of information at the most inappropriate times. These are some random facts I discovered today. Totally a waste of my time (I know) but interesting anyway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;1. Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair&lt;br&gt;2. Our eye remain the same size from birth onward, but our nose and ears never stop growing&lt;br&gt;3. You burn more calories sleeping than you do watching tv&lt;br&gt;4. A person will die from total lack of sleep sooner than from starvation. Death will occur about 10 days without sleep, while starvation takes a few weeks.&lt;br&gt;5. When the moon is directly overhead, you weigh slightly less.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-7149068907328045571?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7149068907328045571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=7149068907328045571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7149068907328045571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7149068907328045571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/10/random-facts.html' title='Random Facts'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-5465248303301668343</id><published>2007-07-07T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:34.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Veteran Traveller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Ro2YoBHaaTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yUJT_8V9bp8/s1600-h/IMG_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Ro2YoBHaaTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yUJT_8V9bp8/s400/IMG_0171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083887367632873778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; font-variant: normal; text-transform: none; color: rgb(102, 51, 102); text-decoration: none;font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;"carries a lot of suitcases but all of them are empty because she's expecting to completely fill them with life by the end of this trip &amp; then she'll come home &amp;amp; sort everything out &amp; do it all again"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I got back from Cebu yesterday and I'm still unpacking the life lessons I learned from there. I don't think I'll ever finish. Family and love and friendship and laughter is what I brought home with me. Those memories will stay with me forever even after I've unpacked and sorted them all out. I plan on going back though so I'm emptying my suitcases for more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&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/8658024453729638357-5465248303301668343?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/5465248303301668343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=5465248303301668343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5465248303301668343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/5465248303301668343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/07/veteran-traveller.html' title='Veteran Traveller'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Ro2YoBHaaTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yUJT_8V9bp8/s72-c/IMG_0171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-8699000864717170413</id><published>2007-06-20T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:35.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RngPsY1wqII/AAAAAAAAADw/sYB2BDKRyh0/s1600-h/french+toast+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RngPsY1wqII/AAAAAAAAADw/sYB2BDKRyh0/s400/french+toast+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077825835116832898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="ft-bold"&gt;Car-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="ft-bold2"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="ft-bold"&gt;anci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="ft-bold2"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" class="ft-bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;g &lt;/span&gt;by the French Toast Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="ft-bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="ft-bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="ft-text"&gt;The                other day I was driving to work, and as I was stopped at a light,                I happened to glance in my rear-view mirror and noticed that the                man directly behind me was car dancing. He had his hands in the                air and he was getting down with his bad self. While the majority                of the general population might think: freak; I thought, wow, there                goes a happy soul. Now, I'm not condoning dangerous driving or anything,                but I've decided that for the next few weeks I, too, am going to                car dance and maybe brighten up someone else's day. Or else, give                them something to laugh about; in any case, I'm having fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="ft-bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from: &lt;a href="http://www.frenchtoastgirl.com/thoughts/cardancing.shtml"&gt;http://www.frenchtoastgirl.com/thoughts/cardancing.shtml&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I tried car dancing today as I hooked up my iPod to my car stereo. Unfortunately the heavy traffic made it difficult to keep to the beat and step on the clutch at the same time. Oh well, maybe next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="ft-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-8699000864717170413?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8699000864717170413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=8699000864717170413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8699000864717170413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8699000864717170413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/06/car-dancing.html' title='Car Dancing'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RngPsY1wqII/AAAAAAAAADw/sYB2BDKRyh0/s72-c/french+toast+girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-7395817059149804683</id><published>2007-06-20T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:35.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mow's the Word</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RngRGI1wqKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/V9ugv2KbHAo/s1600-h/time+travellers+wife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RngRGI1wqKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/V9ugv2KbHAo/s400/time+travellers+wife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077827377010092194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 51, 153); color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Mow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="pronchars"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="unicode"&gt;ˈ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);" class="unicode"&gt;u̇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;\ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;verb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1. to cut down standing herbage (as grass) 2. to cut down with a scythe or sickle or machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I read this word today and thought that it looked weird. It also sounded weird as I said it in my head. I guess I haven't seen this word in a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-7395817059149804683?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7395817059149804683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=7395817059149804683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7395817059149804683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7395817059149804683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/06/mow-word.html' title='Mow&amp;#39;s the Word'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RngRGI1wqKI/AAAAAAAAAEA/V9ugv2KbHAo/s72-c/time+travellers+wife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-7025803464479967878</id><published>2007-04-22T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:35.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Riozx-k7s6I/AAAAAAAAADo/jNhYgySIkI4/s1600-h/living+memory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Riozx-k7s6I/AAAAAAAAADo/jNhYgySIkI4/s400/living+memory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055910465381315490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I carry you with me into the world,&lt;br /&gt;into the smell of rain&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the words that dance between two people&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for me, it will always be this way,&lt;br /&gt;walking in the light,&lt;br /&gt;remembering being alive together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;from: storypeople.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-7025803464479967878?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7025803464479967878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=7025803464479967878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7025803464479967878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7025803464479967878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/living-memory.html' title='Living Memory'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Riozx-k7s6I/AAAAAAAAADo/jNhYgySIkI4/s72-c/living+memory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-7048706168573667833</id><published>2007-04-22T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:35.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poetry'/><title type='text'>One word. So little time.</title><content type='html'>Yet another website discovery. www.oneword.com. Load the page and this is what you'll see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="side"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;simple. you'll see &lt;b&gt;one word&lt;/b&gt; at the top of the following page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you have &lt;b&gt;sixty seconds&lt;/b&gt; to write about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;as soon as you click '&lt;b&gt;go&lt;/b&gt;' the page will load with the cursor in place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;don't&lt;b&gt; think. &lt;/b&gt;just&lt;b&gt; write&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RiouSek7s3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/v8a34C5hCjM/s1600-h/go.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RiouSek7s3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/v8a34C5hCjM/s320/go.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055904426657297266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIBRATE&lt;/span&gt;. This is what I wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;vibrate with the music in your head. dance. sing. move with the rhythm of your heart. life is music waiting for you to dance with it. so vibrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-7048706168573667833?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7048706168573667833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=7048706168573667833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7048706168573667833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7048706168573667833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-word-so-little-time.html' title='One word. So little time.'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RiouSek7s3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/v8a34C5hCjM/s72-c/go.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-8143311631381061478</id><published>2007-04-10T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:35.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Veronica's Before 30 List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rho-gLhUfmI/AAAAAAAAADA/mJ9w3teijcI/s1600-h/tord_boontje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rho-gLhUfmI/AAAAAAAAADA/mJ9w3teijcI/s200/tord_boontje.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051418654618713698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The initial reason I started this blog is for me to keep track of my progress on my Things to Do Before 30 List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my 29th birthday I sent out an SMS to my closest friends asking them what, in their opinion, are the 5 things I should do before I turn 30. I got a variety of responses, some shocking but others worthwhile projects to savor life before the big 3-0. I've come up with my list based on the answers that I received and am posting it now onto this great void in the hopes that someone out there can help me figure out what else is left to be done. Feel free to comment and add your 2 cents worth to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no particular order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn basic French (I've always wanted to do this)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a digital camera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn photography&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;set up my own business&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;travel to Cebu&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;write my Mission statement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go diving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to surf&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn to appreciate classical music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn about Italy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn about art&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit a museum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend more than P30,000 in one day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to Batanes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;travel alone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go on a roadtrip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend a day doing something absolutely selfless&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read Catcher in the Rye&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;save P100,000&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to Boracay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a really nice dress for no reason&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drink wine on the beach and make a toast to the sunset&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stay at a cafe all day long doing nothing but read and listen to music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy myself a stuffed toy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a horribly expensive dinner for no reason at all&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy myself flowers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to a karaoke place and sing my lungs out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read The Alchemist (I can't seem to finish an entire book by Paulo Coelho)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;apply for my MBA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;redecorate my room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have my picture taken with a celebrity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be debt free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have a pizza delivered to the house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meet Piolo Pascual (haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take boxing lessons&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gamble&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;contribute an article or have my 'letter to the editor' published in a magazine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get up early enough to have breakfast at a coffeeshop before work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;attend a poetry reading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy a lottery ticket&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read a Newberry Prize winner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;consult a fortune teller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read Moby Dick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go to Sagada&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be able to wear a bikini and look good doing it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;attend a creativity workshop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-8143311631381061478?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8143311631381061478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=8143311631381061478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8143311631381061478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8143311631381061478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/veronicas-before-30-list.html' title='Veronica&apos;s Before 30 List'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rho-gLhUfmI/AAAAAAAAADA/mJ9w3teijcI/s72-c/tord_boontje.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-1322494764023958290</id><published>2007-04-09T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:35.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desserts'/><title type='text'>The Cupcake Checklist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhoviLhUfiI/AAAAAAAAACc/mFj1tpKvE80/s1600-h/cupcakes+by+sonja.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhoviLhUfiI/AAAAAAAAACc/mFj1tpKvE80/s320/cupcakes+by+sonja.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051402196304035362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had another sugar craving and since I was in the area I decided to stop by Cupcakes by Sonja to grab another box of sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to control myself so I just got my favorite (Chocolate Surprise) and the Cupids Berry Delight. It's supposedly a cheesecake with strawberries in it. Notice how I used the word supposedly. Haha. It wasn't as bad as the chocolate cheesecake I had at Starbucks but it wasn't that great either. It was too airy for a cheesecake and just like Miss Desserts next door the crust was almost non-existent. Oh well. On with the search for the best cheesecake in town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was not wasted since I still do have my Chocolate Surprise to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to Sonja for now providing plastic bags with your pretty little boxes. Oh and they now have a box for one (it's really cute!). I liked your old box sticker though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-1322494764023958290?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1322494764023958290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=1322494764023958290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1322494764023958290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1322494764023958290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/cupcake-checklist.html' title='The Cupcake Checklist'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhoviLhUfiI/AAAAAAAAACc/mFj1tpKvE80/s72-c/cupcakes+by+sonja.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-1439391270776199427</id><published>2007-04-09T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:36.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desserts'/><title type='text'>The Ongoing Hunt for the Best Cheesecake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhopirhUfgI/AAAAAAAAACM/tLgIPzrYnrA/s1600-h/new+york+cheesecake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhopirhUfgI/AAAAAAAAACM/tLgIPzrYnrA/s320/new+york+cheesecake3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051395607824203266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a minor car accident the other day and just had to treat myself out to feel better about my day. So on my way home from work I planned to make a side trip to Serendra to buy some cupcakes from Sonja. The long line in Cupcakes (by Sonja) and a newspaper article taped to the window of Miss Desserts stating that it had THE best cheesecakes in town made me change my mind. I opted to take a detour and try it out for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the New York Cheesecake. The serving was a little small and the price a little steep (P75) but considering it would be almost the same price I would have to pay for a cupcake I didn't complain. I sat down to enjoy my dessert not really expecting much. My first bite was not a disappointment. It was very rich and very cheesy. Nothing spectacular but probably better than most cheesecakes I've tried. I think it would have rated higher for me if it was a blueberry cheesecake with a thicker crust (I like my crusts thick).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all not a bad detour. I did temporarily forget about my smashed-in bumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh just a note for the owners of Miss Desserts (not that they'll read this), you really need to do something about your AC. It was kinda hot in the cafe. My friend and I ate outside because it was cooler and considering it's summer and pretty humid out, that doesn't really say much about your store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last aside. I was pretty impressed with the pictures I took from my phone (both for this entry and the view from the bathroom). Pretty clear for a Motorola RAZR V3. Yey Motorola!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-1439391270776199427?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1439391270776199427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=1439391270776199427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1439391270776199427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1439391270776199427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/ongoing-hunt-for-best-cheesecake.html' title='The Ongoing Hunt for the Best Cheesecake'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhopirhUfgI/AAAAAAAAACM/tLgIPzrYnrA/s72-c/new+york+cheesecake3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-7803751770368626940</id><published>2007-04-09T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:36.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Restaurants'/><title type='text'>View from the Bathroom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhogWbhUffI/AAAAAAAAACE/HaiAF8FW1Lc/s1600-h/bathroom2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhogWbhUffI/AAAAAAAAACE/HaiAF8FW1Lc/s320/bathroom2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051385501766155762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had brunch at Breakfast at Antonio's (there's something wrong there somewhere) with a friend a few days ago. I've been meaning to write about it but just haven't had the time. Actually I wanted to post the picture together with my entry and just haven't been able to download it from my phone. Finally here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was essential for me to post the picture of the view from the bathroom because I think that was THE best thing about the visit. If I could have a view like that from my own bathroom I'd be there right now writing this entry. Not only was the view fantastic but the cool morning breeze that touches your face was another reason to be thankful for the day, never mind the feeling of being spied on by anyone with a powerful enough telescope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be remiss though if I didn't mention the sumptuous brunch I had with the Bacolod Grilled Spareribs. I was going to share with my friend but I cleaned up my plate. He never had a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-7803751770368626940?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7803751770368626940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=7803751770368626940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7803751770368626940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7803751770368626940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/view-from-bathroom.html' title='View from the Bathroom'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhogWbhUffI/AAAAAAAAACE/HaiAF8FW1Lc/s72-c/bathroom2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-8945502770164922271</id><published>2007-04-08T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:36.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic Strip for the Day: The Argyle Sweater</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhkKNrhUfeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/b_HALYXSszk/s1600-h/tas070408.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhkKNrhUfeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/b_HALYXSszk/s400/tas070408.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051079687209778658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-8945502770164922271?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/8945502770164922271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=8945502770164922271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8945502770164922271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/8945502770164922271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/cartoon-strip-for-day.html' title='Comic Strip for the Day: The Argyle Sweater'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhkKNrhUfeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/b_HALYXSszk/s72-c/tas070408.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-3122840476436971578</id><published>2007-04-08T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:37.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Internet'/><title type='text'>Surf's Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhkHJLhUfcI/AAAAAAAAABs/hoYaTXtTUEk/s1600-h/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhkHJLhUfcI/AAAAAAAAABs/hoYaTXtTUEk/s320/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051076311365483970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe that I've spent an entire day surfing. I wish I were on the beach, with the sun burning my skin and the sand getting into my toenails but alas I am sitting on a very uncomfortable chair as I catch some waves. I hope this isn't my idea of exercise (I've recently committed to working out 3 times a week). Anyway, I have my brother to blame for this  recent obsession. He introduced me to the StumbleUpon add-on in Firefox. It's this ingenious  button you click on if you're bored with the websites you've been browsing for the past 10 years. So I clicked on it, and clicked on it and clicked on it. True enough I did stumble on some really unique sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhkHCrhUfbI/AAAAAAAAABk/fYyMbTBxB1I/s1600-h/138.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhkHCrhUfbI/AAAAAAAAABk/fYyMbTBxB1I/s320/138.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051076199696334258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the sites I've StumbledUpon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;finetune.com&lt;/span&gt; - It's an addictive website that lets you create playlist after playlist. I've been sitting in front of my computer all day thinking about all the artists I love as well as some of my favorite songs. It's great for people who don't like the hassle of having to wait to download songs all day, although the drawback is that you can't take your songs with you or load them onto your ipod (unless you buy them from amazon or itunes). You can share your playlists though with friends by embedding them onto your blog (just like I did with my tribute to summer and the beach). It's annoying though that playlists have to be at least 45 tracks long, I've been racking my brain for songs and artist I like. It would be easier if they allowed you to load more than 3 songs per artist on each individual playlist. Growing pains of a new site I guess.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;musicovery.com&lt;/span&gt; - Another great website for those who love music. It's a web radio that lets you choose the genre of music you'd like to listen to. An interesting site for those who want to discover different types of music.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isnoop.net&lt;/span&gt; - I haven't discovered exactly what this website is all about but it's got some really interesting stuff. Ok, maybe interesting is not the proper word to describe it. Mindless maybe, but fun. Check out the "thoughts" bit, it's pretty funny(but then again it could just be me). The comic strip snagger is pretty cool as well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;re-date.com&lt;/span&gt; - A website for people who track all types of anniversaries. Useless really but fun for those who have nothing better to do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;addictinggames.com/punkomatic.html&lt;/span&gt; - It wasn't really addicting for me, but then again I have no talent when it comes to making music. It was nice to pretend though for a good 5 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blifaloo.com&lt;/span&gt; - As the site's description says, it's temporary boredom relief. There are several things you can do like play online games, learn magic tricks, try out some quizzes or do what I did, read an article about useless/useful information. I read an article about how to detect lies. It was interesting although I don't think I'll be able to work for the FBI as an interrogator.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And so goes my brief foray into the vast internet jungle. Or ocean as the case may be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-3122840476436971578?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/3122840476436971578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=3122840476436971578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/3122840476436971578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/3122840476436971578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/surfs-up.html' title='Surf&apos;s Up!'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RhkHJLhUfcI/AAAAAAAAABs/hoYaTXtTUEk/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-7801350518338610339</id><published>2007-04-08T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:21:41.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Tribute to Summer and the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.finetune.com/player/FineTuneShell.swf?pinst=0F53B6E735B54F66B1FF08ADBF012B9C" quality="high" flashvars="pinst=0F53B6E735B54F66B1FF08ADBF012B9C" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="220" width="215"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-7801350518338610339?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/7801350518338610339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=7801350518338610339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7801350518338610339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/7801350518338610339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/04/tribute-to-summer.html' title='Tribute to Summer and the Beach'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-1256687553834736514</id><published>2007-03-15T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:37.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Accessories'/><title type='text'>Power to Single People!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rfi_4vvSrvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cz3yM0nZujg/s1600-h/singelringen-intro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rfi_4vvSrvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cz3yM0nZujg/s320/singelringen-intro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041990764449672946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are engagement rings and wedding rings, but there was no such thing as a ring for single men and women. Why not? If anyone needs to signal one’s civil status, it’s a Single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As a single person, you are on your own, but you are not alone – there are many of us around the world. We should stand up for what we are – we are always more attractive to others when we are comfortable being single. Dare to be a proud single!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's what you'll read on the website of Singelringen. I thought it was just so empowering to single people that I just had to have one. So on the 13th of February, the day before Valentine's Day I went and bought me one of those rings. I bought it on that day as my form of rebellion against Valentine's Day (I never liked that day, it just mocks single people all over the world!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a culture where you are judged by the company that you keep (and most of the time by a lack thereof) it's so empowering to be able to proudly display your independence. On days when you get sick and tired of being single, just look at that shiny blue beacon on your right hand and remind yourself to celebrate your freedom from all obligations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Power to all single people! (I hope it takes you a while to get one of these rings though cause I'm very snobbish about other people discovering my favorites. hehe. I am not like Oprah in that respect)&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/8658024453729638357-1256687553834736514?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/1256687553834736514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=1256687553834736514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1256687553834736514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/1256687553834736514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/03/power-to-single-people.html' title='Power to Single People!'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rfi_4vvSrvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cz3yM0nZujg/s72-c/singelringen-intro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-199545677688710503</id><published>2007-03-15T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:37.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Cupcake Checklist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rfi6o_vSrtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lUppGugsWnI/s1600-h/cupcakes-by-sonja-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rfi6o_vSrtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lUppGugsWnI/s320/cupcakes-by-sonja-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041984996308594386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I heard about Cupcakes by Sonja I knew I just had to try them. I was told that they were heavenly and worth the steep price I would have to pay. So one day while craving chocolate I went in search of these cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were good and I did come back for more. But should you go there and try some for yourself? Here's my checklist of cupcakes from Sonja to help you decide:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanilla Sunshine&lt;/strong&gt;, a classic and fluffy yellow cake topped with either vanilla or buttercream, P48. The verdict: not so great. a little too sweet actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate Surprise&lt;/strong&gt;, Valrhona chocolate cupcakes topped with either our signature vanilla buttercream or creamy chocolate frosting, P62. The verdict: YUMMY!!! My favorite so far, but then again I am a chocoholic. If there's one flavor that's worth trying I believe it's this one. My brother-in-law thinks it's too sweet though so if you don't have a sweet tooth you may not like it as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lemon Drop&lt;/strong&gt;, delicious vanilla cake smothered in our signature lemon buttercream frosting, P55. The verdict: I don't think I can give a very educated comment on this one cause I only had one bite but I guess for those who like lemon (yes Danee, that would be you) this one is a good one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mocha Motion&lt;/strong&gt;, moist chocolate cupcake dolloped with a perfect frothy mocha buttercream topping, P68. The verdict: Again, too much sugar. Too sweet for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Melt-in-Your-Mouth Flourless Chocolate Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, dense Valrhona flourless chocolate with rich, velvety texture, dissolves in your mouth with pure sublime flavor, P98. The verdict: It's another cupcake made for chocolate lovers like me, although I really think it's to expensive to have to end up with chocolate all over your face. Definitely not something you want to eat on a date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bunny Huggers Carrot Cake&lt;/strong&gt;, very moist cake made with fresh carrots topped with cream cheese frosting, P55. The verdict: It wasn't as moist as they say and really not that great. I like the carrot cake in Figaro better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got a long way to go in sampling all of Sonja's cupcakes so I'll keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;Till next craving....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-199545677688710503?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/199545677688710503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=199545677688710503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/199545677688710503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/199545677688710503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/03/cupcake-checklist.html' title='Cupcake Checklist'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/Rfi6o_vSrtI/AAAAAAAAAAs/lUppGugsWnI/s72-c/cupcakes-by-sonja-03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8658024453729638357.post-6565237042137206689</id><published>2007-03-04T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:39:37.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Starbuck's Triple Chocolate Mousse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RfjBjvvSrxI/AAAAAAAAABM/vkenRI9gP2M/s1600-h/starbucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RfjBjvvSrxI/AAAAAAAAABM/vkenRI9gP2M/s200/starbucks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041992602695675666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is definitely not worth the P110 price tag that they put on it. It was more like gelatine than mousse.  Really sad actually because it looks very chocolately and even has a name that could entice any choco-holic like myself. The chocolate mousse in Red Ribbon definitely tastes better (and you can even have 2 slices).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8658024453729638357-6565237042137206689?l=gorgeousroni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/feeds/6565237042137206689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8658024453729638357&amp;postID=6565237042137206689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/6565237042137206689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8658024453729638357/posts/default/6565237042137206689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gorgeousroni.blogspot.com/2007/03/starbucks-triple-chocolate-mousse.html' title='Starbuck&apos;s Triple Chocolate Mousse'/><author><name>GorgeousRoni</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/SPn8dAU6-xI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/5AVP06nw4JE/S220/star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IQ8UfCSC0E4/RfjBjvvSrxI/AAAAAAAAABM/vkenRI9gP2M/s72-c/starbucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
