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<title>My m0meNtaRy HaVeN</title>
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<description>Like Peter Pan we have this aspect within us that remains a child.... our Neverlands...&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;For life is a game we all must play...&#x3C;BR&#x3E;You happen to step on my playground where I dump all my toys and joys, fears and tears. So take a peek and play with me if you wish. &#x3C;BR&#x3E;Everyone is welcome as I enjoy playing with friends and acquaintances. But if for some reasons you aren&#x27;t pleased and would decide to leave, I also do not mind, as I am used to playing alone...&#x3C;BR&#x3E;That is what this SyaNah is anyway, this country girl who still wants to keep playing... and keep playing... and keep playing...</description>
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<title>aNotheR featheR in the caP</title>
<description>cheers, Pinoys! another physicist (UP Diliman) made it to the doctoral degree.
we are so proud of them making a big name in this foreign country. with just those directly around me, 3 have nailed it - VA, Mel and now Onats, still another 3 in the grinding process. we can&#x27;t wait for them to make it too, way to go,</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jul 2007 12:59:17 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>RaiNboWs at niGht....</title>
<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#33ff33&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;here i go again&#x3C;BR&#x3E;chasing rainbows after midnight.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;why do colors seem to flicker &#x3C;BR&#x3E;when the world around me&#x27;s in slumber?&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;it feels so helpless! &#x3C;IMG class=smiley alt=Smiley src=&#x22;http://static.netlog.com/v1.38//s/i/smil/unsure.gif&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;chores are done,&#x3C;BR&#x3E;i should have curled up in bed.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;but my mind is beset by a thought&#x3C;BR&#x3E;though i tried to free it it&#x27;s still fraught...&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;with thoughts of you! &#x3C;IMG class=smiley alt=Smiley src=&#x22;http://static.netlog.com/v1.38//s/i/smil/wub.gif&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;fond thoughts, &#x3C;BR&#x3E;that linger on and on...&#x3C;BR&#x3E;they brought forth smile on my lips&#x3C;BR&#x3E;and send shivers from spine till my finger tips...&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;they make me feel afloat! &#x3C;IMG class=smiley alt=Smiley src=&#x22;http://static.netlog.com/v1.38//s/i/smil/whistling.gif&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;i can&#x27;t sleep&#x3C;BR&#x3E;though i wrestle and juggle.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;but one thing is just so bizarre -&#x3C;BR&#x3E;because it&#x27;s all phantasm - that&#x27;s what you are!&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;guess i just had too much beer! &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;IMG class=smiley alt=Smiley src=&#x22;http://static.netlog.com/v1.38//s/i/smil/laugh.gif&#x22;&#x3E; &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E; &#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#33ff33&#x3E;~ eloise ~ &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E; &#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#33ff33&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/P&#x3E; &#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 9 Jul 2007 02:42:28 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>she...</title>
<description>she may be the face i can&#x27;t forget 
the trace of pleasure or regret.... 

2007 pictures of my narcistic twin</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 7 Jul 2007 13:34:10 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>NL Les</title>
<description>(ik zou iedereen van mijn klas bedanken voor jullie hulp. onze project is succesvol geworden door jullie. tot na de zomervakantie! )

This is one of the things that made this mommy&#x27;s schedule full! I am super glad it&#x27;s over, but on the other hand I sort of miss it. Day in and day out I thought of what to add into it - first the books, then the contents, then what to do with the bags: conceptualizing the design and implementing the plans. Of course our beloved language teacher, Laura, and my very cooperative classmates are there but the task was mainly on me. Except for Arni, no one else knew what I was trained to do, what I have been through in the classrooms through many years, and what I can do. It was a wonderful DEJA VU for me. The artwork - I realized how I missed painting, sewing, planning for steps so that the kids would have fun learning. I am personally looking forward to contribute more to the school, particularly in this aspect.

these are the links, by the way:
&#x3C;a href=http://www.literacytrust.org.uk/socialinclusion/earlyyears/storysackspractice.html&#x3E;http://...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 15:59:42 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Scheveningen</title>
<description>temporary set-up ...will polish soon...</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 29 May 2007 12:58:46 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>gaStroNoMic iNduLgenCe...</title>
<description>last weekend was disastrous for the weight watchers! 
well, not for me, hihi!
see below why!  
(for a change, pls view flickr in my</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 03:32:50 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>of NothiNgneSS &#x26; buSyneSS...</title>
<description>no one is perfect... that&#x27;s why pencils have erasers ;) 
i&#x27;ve to buy new ones for all these nothingness and busyness.</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 03:07:52 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>oN ReaSoN aNd PaSSioN</title>
<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;my soul is oftentimes a BATTLEFIELD, upon which my REASON and my JUDGMENT wage war against PASSION and APPETITE. &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;my reason and my passion are the rudder and the sails of my sea-faring soul. &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;if either my rudder or my sails be broken, i can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas. &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;so I LET MY SOUL exalt my reason to the height of passion - that it may sing &#x3C;IMG class=smiley alt=Smiley src=&#x22;http://static.facebox.com//s/i/smil/wink.gif&#x22;&#x3E; &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;for how could i let passion alone rule my reason? they are my two INSEPARABLE guests.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;i could not honour one above the other, nor consider the first less than the latter.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;although in my SANITY i could be oblivious that my heart has its wants and needs; &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;in my FOLLY, on the otherhand, i could forget that an unattended passion is a fire of destruction.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;but how could i stay steadfast and unperturbed? who is wise enough and NOT burn inside?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;why strain for ABSOLUTE balance when sages and scholars fail? i too, should REST in reason and MOVE in passion. &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;- as inspired by &#x22;On Reason and Passion&#x22; &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~...</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 9 Mar 2007 13:22:10 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>hoW c0uLd i keeP my muSic pLayiNg?</title>
<description>How do you keep the music playing?
How do you make it last?
How do you keep the song from fading too fast?
How do you lose yourself to someone?
And never lose your ways
How do you not run out of new things to say?
And since we&#x27;re always changing
How can it be the same?
And tell me how year after year
You&#x27;re sure your heart will fall apart
Each time you hear his name
I know the way I feel for you
It&#x27;s now or never
The more I love the more that i&#x27;m afraid
That in your eyes I may not see forever..
Forever...

If we can be the best of lovers
Yet be the best of friends
If we can try with everyday to make it better as it grows
With any luck, then I suppose
The music never</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 5 Mar 2007 01:42:53 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>for Big Man :)</title>
<description>In everyone&#x27;s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all BE THANKFUL for those people who rekindle the inner spirit. ~Albert Schweitzer

well i AM ever thankful, right big man? :)
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The nights the sky was filled with clouds 
My worried mind was filled with fear 
I couldn&#x27;t count all the lonely hours 
Spent with memories and tears 
I never thought I would see the day 
When I could throw all my sorrow away 
But then you came and you showed me the way 
You have made all those times disappear 

You changed my life in a moment 
And I&#x27;ll never be the same again 
You changed my life in a moment 
And it&#x27;s hard for me to understand 
With the touch of your hand in a moment in time 
All my sorrow is gone 
I never thought that I could change 
Could change so much in so many ways 
I&#x27;m still surprised when I look in my mirror 
To see that I still look the same</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 5 Mar 2007 01:20:59 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>If Only for One Night.... why only one night??? </title>
<description>Let me hold you tight
If only for one night
Let me keep you near
To ease away your fear
It would be so nice
If only for one night

I won&#x27;t tell a soul
No one has to know
If you want to be totally discreet
I&#x27;ll be at your side
If only for one night

Your eyes say things i never hear from you
And my knees are shakin too
But i&#x27;m willin to go thru
I must be crazy
Standin in this place
But i&#x27;m feeling no disgrace

For asking......

Let me hold you tight
If only for one night
Let me keep you near
To ease away your fear
It would be so nice
If only for one night

I tell you what i need is
One night, one night 
What i need is
One night, one night
Of your love, of you love, of your lovin ooh
I&#x27;m asking...

Let me take you home
To keep you safe and warm
Till the early dawn
Warms up to the sun
It would be so nice if only for one night</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 5 Mar 2007 01:14:53 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>wheN soFt vOiceS die....</title>
<description>&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;My heart&#x27;s been anguished,&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;It&#x27;s torn amongst - &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;choices, crossroads, constraints...&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Full of uncertainties.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;It&#x27;s like walking on an ice bridge, &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;or on broken glass.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Hazy may the future be, &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;But I must keep going.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x27;Tis imperative, no option to stay put,&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;or worse, to turn back.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;But what time is it? &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;which time, rather???&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;How could I tell it&#x27;s time to gather stones,&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;or to scatter them away?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;to embrace or to refrain?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;to mend or let the tear stay as it is?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;I am afraid those soft voices have died.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;How I nurtured them for years.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;They were all mine to give.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;And the violets, the roses...&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;They long have died.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;It&#x27;s not even your soft voice &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;that I don&#x27;t want to die&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;because I doubt if they are ever there.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;It&#x27;s the soft voices within me...&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;they are screaming to be rescued.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Are you that deaf or aren&#x27;t you just able &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;to feel them?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Or maybe you&#x27;d feel them, their absence...&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;when they are...&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;but dead?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x22;music, when soft voices die, &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;vibrates in the memory - &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;odours, when sweet violets sicken, &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;live within the sens...</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 5 Mar 2007 01:03:46 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>haZy SeQueL</title>
<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;have you ever heard a broken record playing? or have you ever experienced flipping the pages only to find out that the next is the same with the previous one? where could one ever find a merry-go-round that changed its course? never!&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;.... the record keeps playing, the pages flipping... and the rides round and round and round...&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;the icy touch of madame winter seemed to depart early.... the hyacinths are now attempting to bud, birds chirping - welcoming spring&#x27;s comfortable embrace, and soon that oh-so-longed-for warmth that only summer could bring, but would soon fade to the cruel shadows of fall ... old memories go, new ones have to be made, but still i&#x27;ve no idea what the future holds. i wanted to create another story, so i wanted to give this present one a great ending. but the harder i strain to find the right words, the more i find myself going in circles.... so i decided to let the record play by itself, place down my pen, fold my arms, and just let the ride go round and round.....&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;a...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 22 Feb 2007 02:02:20 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>of LOVE &#x26; TIME</title>
<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;&#x3C;IMG class=alignleft src=&#x22;http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/389721771_275a5b8d7e_m.jpg&#x22; border=0&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;TIME is too SLOW for those who WAIT, too SWIFT for those who FEAR, too LONG for those who GRIEVE, too SHORT for those who REJOICE, but for those who LOVE, time is ETERNITY&#x26;nbsp; ~ Henry Van Dyke&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Comic Sans MS&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Comic Sans MS&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;to you my friends:&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Comic Sans MS&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;i&#x26;nbsp;wish that&#x26;nbsp; you&#x26;nbsp;see TIME&#x26;nbsp;as ETERNITY ... not only &#x3C;EM&#x3E;today&#x3C;/EM&#x3E;, but &#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;always&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E; . . .&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Comic Sans MS&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;HAPPY VALENTINE&#x27;S DAY!!! &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;Comic Sans MS&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=2&#x3E;photo source: &#x3C;A href=&#x22;http://www.flickr.com/photos/eloisenl/&#x22;&#x3E;my flickr&#x3C;/A&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 17:10:55 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>tomorrow... quo vadis?</title>
<description>thanks Maurice for singing/playing/sending me your own mp3 :)
i&#x27;m looking forward to hear more songs from you... 
you know you could put me to sleep by just listening, really .... JE WEET DAT AL, DM! stubborn man! heeeheee! 
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I find myself in a strange situation
And I dont know how
What seemed to be an infatuation
Is so different now
I cant get by if were not together
Ooh cant you see
Girl, I want you now and forever
Close to me
Im longing for the time
Im longing for the day
Hoping that you will promise to be mine
And never go away

I dont want to live without you
I dont want to live without you
I could never live without you
Live without your love

I ask myself but theres no explanation
For the way I feel
I know Ive reached the right destination
And I know its real

Im longing for the time
Im longing for the day
When Ill be giving you this heart of mine
Believe me when I say

I dont want to live without y...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 1 Feb 2007 11:44:17 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>aS iNspiRed....</title>
<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;How do you speak your love, oh beloved?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;I beseech you as I can not fathom the depth of your being.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Is it love when the world seems to stand still as I LOOK deeper into your eyes?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Or is it the WORDS that you utter softly into my ears and are promptly drifted into my heart?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Is it the RICHES of your entity that overwhelm my very own soul?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Or is it the gladness of your TOUCH that seeps into each and every inch of my flesh?&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Or is it the gentleness of your ACTIONS that spins me into waves of endless rhapsody??&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Tell me, oh beloved, and I would fall faint into your arms, in my lips the smile of sweet surrender.&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;IMG class=smiley alt=Smiley src=&#x22;http://static.facebox.com//s/i/smil/inlove.gif&#x22; _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E; &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; size=2&#x3E;~Eloise~ 25 jan &#x27;07&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;inspired by Gary Chapman&#x27;s Five Languages of Love &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; size=2&#x3E;and Kahlil Gibran&#x27;s On Love&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=2&#x3E;(excerpts from Kahlil Gibran&#x27;s ON LOVE)&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;But if in your fear you would seek only love&#x27;s peace and love&#x27;s pleasure, &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love&#x27;s threshing-floor.... &#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;BR _extended=&#x22;true&#x22;&#x3E;INTO THE SEASONLESS WORLD WHERE YOU SHALL LAUGH, BUT NOT ALL...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 05:52:30 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>ChuMs, etc....</title>
<description>Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art.... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give VALUE to survival. ~C.S. Lewis&#x3C;BR&#x3E;
Most people here have been there to lift up my spirit - &#x3C;BR&#x3E;some by wanting to be there to give me a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on,&#x3C;BR&#x3E;some by wanting ME to be there to give them a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;Both ways I feel loved and believed in ... Now I fully understand that friends are indeed precious treasures. Those who I value as silver I love them in the same way with those I value as gold. - To some who are not here, I have another album elsewhere kept for them... in my heart :)&#x3C;BR&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 02:17:41 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>LoVe&#x27;S PhiLoSopHy (PB Shelley)</title>
<description>&#x3C;P class=&#x22;body smiley&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;courier new, courier&#x22; size=2&#x3E;The fountains mingle with the river&#x3C;BR&#x3E;And the rivers with the ocean,&#x3C;BR&#x3E;The winds of Heaven mix for ever&#x3C;BR&#x3E;With a sweet emotion;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;Nothing in the world is single,&#x3C;BR&#x3E;All things by a law divine&#x3C;BR&#x3E;In one spirit meet and mingle - &#x3C;BR&#x3E;Why not I with thine?&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;See the mountains kiss high Heaven&#x3C;BR&#x3E;And the waves clasp one another;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;No sister-flower would be forgiven&#x3C;BR&#x3E;If it disdained its brother;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;And the sunlight clasps the earth,&#x3C;BR&#x3E;And the moonbeams kiss the sea - &#x3C;BR&#x3E;What are all these kissings worth&#x3C;BR&#x3E;If thou kiss not me?&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp; &#x26;nbsp;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P class=&#x22;body smiley&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;courier new, courier&#x22; size=2&#x3E;- Percy Bysshe Shelley&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT size=3&#x3E;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=2&#x3E;oh love&#x27;s philosophy, you have tickled the essence out of me.&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P class=&#x22;body smiley&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=2&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;EM&#x3E;if i only&#x3C;/EM&#x3E;&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E; have shelley&#x27;s capability, hear ye, hear ye, please let it be.&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT size=3&#x3E;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22;&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT size=3&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT color=#99ff99&#x3E;&#x3C;EM&#x3E;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;if i could only&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;/EM&#x3E; control the fates... &#x3C;EM&#x3E;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;if i could only&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;/EM&#x3E; pull one place and set it next to the other...&#x26;nbsp;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;EM&#x3E;if i could only&#x3C;/EM&#x3E;&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E; hasten the time... or prolong it... or turn back its hands... then that would be easier. if all these &#x22;&#x3C;EM&#x3E;&#x3C;STRONG&#x3E;if onlys&#x3C;/STRONG&#x3E;&#x3C;/EM&#x3E;&#x22; would be realities...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 7 Jan 2007 19:34:45 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Mr. H. Cendana&#x27;s birthday</title>
<description>Jong, I could say is my male counterpart in www.sherynregis.net. We can have a debate through the net. Nobody would give in since we both could find the right words to fight verbally. We did have our friendship downside. But let bygones be bygones. Jong will remain a friend... and whoah! he insists that I would be the godmother of her second child.... Hmmmn, Jong, pasubo ka! But it&#x27;s okay. Yeah, you can have HZ keyholder! Happy birthday... &#x22;pare&#x22;? waaah, no waay!!! If it&#x27;s Lolo, trip ko pa! Hope the angels and gods in IBP will grant you your wishes, attorney-to-be</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 7 Jan 2007 05:55:32 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Nelmer Lao&#x27;s birthday</title>
<description>Ming is Ann&#x27;s uncle. He was also an acquaintance since our childhood years. His mom and my dad were colleagues but we never became friends until we both finished college that out of the blue we started dating, and boy, that was quick... 4months later I was sure he isn&#x27;t for me. But that was one good way. We became friends from that time on. Thing there is - he is still single till now. Ahh, not my business anymore! hahaha. I will just greet him through Ann</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 7 Jan 2007 05:48:30 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Juhanah Marie Lao&#x27;s bday</title>
<description>Ann is my childhood friend. We parted when we were 11 &#x27;coz I moved to my mom&#x27;s hometown, but we always found time to be together - she would travel up north to be with me and I would stay down southern Cebu with my paternal grannies just to be with Ann. Funny, we even had one common beau. Wow, that almost broke our friendship. But we did not give up on that. We remain friends from pre-school to high-school to college till now. I can&#x27;t wait to call her on her birthday! Wish she can read this! I missed you</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 7 Jan 2007 05:43:50 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>just my thoughts today...</title>
<description>Jaag niet achter het verleden aan.
Verlang niet naar de toekomst.
Het verleden is niet meer.
De toekomst is nog niet begonnen.

~ Seek not the past;
   Long not for the future.
   The past is gone;
   The future just started.... 
hmn, i still want to keep writing... blog is full, review is full, music page is full, soon i will convert my photo album pages to writing pages,</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 7 Jan 2007 05:36:41 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>of piCkpoCkets and hoLd-uPPeRs...</title>
<description>&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;&#x3C;IMG class=alignleft src=&#x22;http://images.syanah.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RaBNYwoKCp0AAAfkZQg1/pickpocket-intro.jpg?et=qzIWfyrR3K%2C1G0jft84ZdQ&#x22; border=0&#x3E;&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;November last year was disastrous for my friend. She went shopping in Kalverstraat - the busiest shopping street in the center of Amsterdam. With her hands busy carrying her new stuffs, she was just shocked to realize that she could no longer find her bag. She didn&#x27;t tell me how much money was there but she did mention that she just got paid - and in cash. I can understand why she lamented for 3 days.&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;A good friend of mine told me yesterday that her boyfriend&#x27;s wallet was stolen while they had the New Year&#x27;s night out at the Amsterdam Royal Palace&#x27;s grounds. Happy New Year&#x27;s lesson friend P! *hihihi, sorry* You should have listened to what your girlfriend told you. We women can be smarter than you guys know, mwehehehe.&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=&#x22;comic sans ms&#x22; color=#99ff99 size=3&#x3E;That reminded me of one incident in&#x26;nbsp;january 2005 while I just got back from my trip to Groningen. I secured my leather back-pack between me and the wall of the tram on my way to work from Amsterdam Central Station, when, while brushing my hair, I noticed a hand ...</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 7 Jan 2007 01:00:54 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>Love&#x27;s Philosophy </title>
<description>The fountains mingle with the river,
  And the rivers with the ocean;
The winds of heaven mix forever
  With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
  All things by a law divine
In another&#x27;s being mingle--
  Why not I with thine?

See, the mountains kiss high heaven,
  And the waves clasp one another;
No sister flower could be forgiven
  If it disdained its brother;
And the sunlight clasps the earth,
  And the moonbeams kiss the sea;--
What is all this sweet work worth,
  If thou kiss not me?

I find this poem fluffy/sugary (that you could even sing one of the theme songs of the movie ANTZ -&#x3E; the ants go marching one by one, hurrah, hurrah!)

Fluffy yeah. But still I like Percy Bysshe Shelley&#x27;s writings. There is much personifications here. That is typical Shelley. Personifications, similis and metaphors. I can relate. I sometimes use these figures of speech  when I desperately want to be understood... when I want the reader to get what I really mean. 
Her...</description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 6 Jan 2007 03:37:23 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>reminiscing the 80&#x27;s</title>
<description>for two months already i have been abstaining from my &#x22;childhood vanity&#x22;. i say childhood vanity because, to my dad&#x27;s dismay, i stopped playing the piano and the violin because i had an early passion for nice nails. same thing happened during my teen-age when i started to get interested in playing the guitar. again, i chose my nails over skill. silly! tell me. i know. but in 2006, after 6 months of plethoric nail art, i decided to let my nails recover since they have become thin and soft. now that they have recovered that means i could play the guitar again. (no violin here in NL, just a 3.5-octaved yamaha organ but the keyboard hasn&#x27;t tickled my fancy) now, now... recalling the chords, re-trying to strum,(don&#x27;t ask me to pluck, the strings or my nails would give way, haha) it has brought me so much memories: my dad, my cousins, tambay sa kanto, college beau, dormitory-mates. ahhh, those were the days. but this music lives on... ray conniff&#x27;s version was way tooo oldies.... (ihrene dea...</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 4 Jan 2007 04:15:57 -0000</pubDate>
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<title>of Suns, StaRs aNd mooNs...</title>
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&#x3C;P class=gt&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=Georgia&#x3E;~They who meet on an April night are forever lost in love, if there&#x27;s moonlight all about and no moon above.&#x26;nbsp; ~From a song&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P class=gt&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT face=Georgia size=3&#x3E;~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ &#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P class=gt&#x3E;&#x3C;FONT size=3&#x3E;I intended to write something else in this entry but some things did not fall as how I expected them to be. So I opted to publish one of the drafts stashed in my blog. This was&#x26;nbsp;mailed to me by Ethel, my friend Nieves&#x27;s niece - both of them are Aries. I am not a believer of astrology, fate, superstition, or any religious stuffs, but I am a lover of the mind, beauty and life per se. So I enjoy what life brings. And some of the descriptions here somehow fit me. And the concept of the illustration is, by the way, irresistible. *wink*&#x3C;/FONT&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P class=gt&#x3E;&#x3C;BR&#x3E;&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P class=gt&#x3E;Aries (March 21 &#x2014; April 20)&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P class=gt&#x3E;&#x3C;B&#x3E;Main Function:&#x3C;/B&#x3E; To get things going.&#x3C;/P&#x3E;
&#x3C;P class=gt&#x3E;The first sign of the zodiac is the &#x3C;B&#x3E;pioneer&#x3C;/B&#x3E;, the &#x3C;B&#x3E;risk taker&#x3C;/B&#x3E;, the one to get things started, and the one to try out what has never been tried before. Aries people are &#x3C;B&#x3E;spontaneous&#x3C;/B&#x3E;, &#x3C;B&#x3E;impulsive&#x3C;/B&#x3E; and &#x3C;B&#x3E;self-motivated&#x3C;/B&#x3E;. They don&#x27;...</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 3 Jan 2007 23:20:48 -0000</pubDate>
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