<?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-5541507846175543411</id><updated>2012-01-11T06:57:51.296-08:00</updated><category term='film'/><title type='text'>Life of Noreen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-7696535696095545350</id><published>2010-11-16T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T13:35:52.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I finally moved to Göteborg</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i was here. So much has happened, i finally moved to Göteborg. Its a beautiful city, even though finding an apartment can take ages, i am starting to like the atmosphere around. There is much more one can do here, and the list is never ending. This town has totally changed my perception of Sweden as a dull country. There is alot that goes around here than one could imagine, i haven't had time to tour the entire city but will definitely do that once am settled and so forth. I have done the basic site seeing, i.e. museums, art galleries and ofcourse the mutiple shopping malls. The rest are yet to come:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys seen the new e-reader kindle? I have been wishing for one for a long time, and now i finally ordered one from amazon, cant wait to get a hold of it. I hope the bulkiness of traditional novels is out of my life now for good. I think my reading capacity will increase to over 100% once my order arrives. Its amazing how disruptive technology makes things easy nowadays. Although, i aint a total gadget freak i am starting to like the immerse growth of innovation and how first it is to get whatever you want just in a second. This is my latest accessories and i am starting to love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/TOL23UQ6DpI/AAAAAAAAAC4/C_q5qQIvof4/s1600/big-viewer-3G-01-lrg__V188696038_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/TOL2jyjNEtI/AAAAAAAAACw/nV8yIo3oX5g/s1600/big-viewer-3G-01-lrg__V188696038_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540261586344415954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/TOL2jyjNEtI/AAAAAAAAACw/nV8yIo3oX5g/s400/big-viewer-3G-01-lrg__V188696038_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;I will come back soon , with updates of what has happened so far. Its like 22:31, and you all dont want to know where i am now:) So have a fabulous evening:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-7696535696095545350?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/7696535696095545350/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-finally-moved-to-goteborg.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7696535696095545350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7696535696095545350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-finally-moved-to-goteborg.html' title='I finally moved to Göteborg'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/TOL2jyjNEtI/AAAAAAAAACw/nV8yIo3oX5g/s72-c/big-viewer-3G-01-lrg__V188696038_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-7604407472112337673</id><published>2010-02-16T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:22:46.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3soOFJn9BI/AAAAAAAAACg/k0kmaM48IkU/s1600-h/January+2010+152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3soOFJn9BI/AAAAAAAAACg/k0kmaM48IkU/s400/January+2010+152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438985197345829906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thats the Götekanal a.k.a The Göteborg Channel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-7604407472112337673?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/7604407472112337673/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/02/photo-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7604407472112337673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7604407472112337673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/02/photo-of-day.html' title='Photo of the day'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3soOFJn9BI/AAAAAAAAACg/k0kmaM48IkU/s72-c/January+2010+152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-5662331883630613674</id><published>2010-02-15T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:41:33.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship and Friends!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you remember this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True friends are like diamonds precious but rare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;False friends are like common stones found everywhere!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends and friendship are not to be taken for granted. But how do you define one as a friend? What actions or expectations make you absolutely certain that so and so are friends and not acquaintances?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are friends confined to family? Will family accept it when friends mean more than them? Is your partner your best friend? I believe that the reasons for failed relationships, is because they are based on the physical, emotional and financial and not friendship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;One needs to have a balance in what they bring into and what they take out of a friendship? Can a rich person have a friend on the other side of the divide? Ouch Ouch impossible? Never! It’s difficult? Who is your friend? Look at Oprah and Gayle? Get It!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So who are your friends? Have you really thought about it? What do your friends mean to you and you to them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We start off with friends in the neighborhood, then in primary, then high school, friends at church, friends at college and friends at the work place or the club?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But somewhere along the line one takes a deep breath and wonders who really are my true friends? I have decided to embark on this journey today as it’s an important one to make. I am talking about the friend who will step in when you die, take charge and comfort the children?  The friend who needs to talk to you almost every day and or see you? I have so many pop in friends I am looking for more as I get older.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So far I find seasonal friends hard to accept and even worse is the realization that the friend doesn’t really know me or share my pains. That has been hard to bear. Friend, friend who art thou, come through for me, not for the short haul but for my daily life. Do you know that I had a sleepless night yesterday? That I cried my head off and ran out of tissues? That you were not there for me and that hurt?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A girlfriend who has the potential to be a friend even though we don’t interact as much said to me of friendship recently, if you have one friend you are lucky, two you are blessed and three you a liar. Ouch ….&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let’s search for and treasure that meaningful friend with time, goals, and daily reflection if we are indeed to say we are friends?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-5662331883630613674?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/5662331883630613674/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/02/friendship-and-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/5662331883630613674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/5662331883630613674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/02/friendship-and-friends.html' title='Friendship and Friends!!'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-7529195212762263864</id><published>2010-02-14T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:43:08.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The World 25 For Haiti - Official Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-7529195212762263864?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/7529195212762263864/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-world-25-for-haiti-official.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7529195212762263864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7529195212762263864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-world-25-for-haiti-official.html' title='We Are The World 25 For Haiti - Official Video'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-2729932663196327058</id><published>2010-02-14T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T10:14:42.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>新年快樂我的所有中國朋友....!!</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I havent been able to blog since the year begun. It feels bad when there is so much to write, well i have been pretty busy since the new year working and school and doing some local trips. I had exams just days after new year and they went pretty well, well some of them. So much has happened now i have two friends around and we went to the World Cultural Centre in Göteborg. Pretty interesting stuff down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3gy9nenZzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0gZ4TRyelwo/s1600-h/January+2010+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3gy9nenZzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0gZ4TRyelwo/s400/January+2010+160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438152584200677170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime am in Göteborg it brings back so many memories, see that was the first town i visited, just a day after arriving in Sweden. I love it so much:) Well on our recent visit we managed to attend a couple of activities, one of my majour interest was the Haitian Vodou... My prayers go out to all the haitians ofcourse especially those who lost there families, properties can always be recovered but not a loved one. I totally support the cause of helping Haiti and hope that they can recover from all the calamities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3g14KRvpII/AAAAAAAAACQ/TzA122_XBCQ/s1600-h/January+2010+166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3g14KRvpII/AAAAAAAAACQ/TzA122_XBCQ/s400/January+2010+166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438155788997600386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did i learn from the festival ? Well lets talk about the artefacts changed  with power; Vodou has its origins in the traditions of Haitian slaves. Vodou has always been the religion of the poor and the vulnerable. Slave owners had whips and instruments of torture, the colonial power had armies and cannons. The leaders of military dictatorships had soldiers and guns. I'll share afew pics from the exhibition abit scary but never mind.. i hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3gzzQ8kgyI/AAAAAAAAACA/gT5DW9oqnqQ/s1600-h/January+2010+180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3gzzQ8kgyI/AAAAAAAAACA/gT5DW9oqnqQ/s400/January+2010+180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438153505865237282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vulnerable have had a magic as their weapon. They have relied on poison from plants and the help of spirits to defend themselves and to conduct their battle. Artefacts can be charged with power, the souls of opponents (zombies) can be directed and harmed with the aid of poisons and black magic. Well, i was surprised when i learnt that most catholics actually believe in Vodou. More than 50% of Vodou practioners are catholics, and some african countries especially in the west practise the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3g0ezSyOTI/AAAAAAAAACI/kFjzhH48eqM/s1600-h/January+2010+175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3g0ezSyOTI/AAAAAAAAACI/kFjzhH48eqM/s400/January+2010+175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438154253819590962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3g8o6QYU8I/AAAAAAAAACY/lzAgOAa0RUE/s1600-h/January+2010+182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3g8o6QYU8I/AAAAAAAAACY/lzAgOAa0RUE/s400/January+2010+182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438163223580267458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats me trying to be a witch but it didnt work, i was trying to make a scary pose... thats the best i could come up with:) ha.. How many believe in Vodou? I would love to know.... i would definately reserve my views about it.&lt;br /&gt;Its valentines people and Chineese New Year... so to my Chinese friends congratulations and to you all Happy Vals.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-2729932663196327058?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/2729932663196327058/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/2729932663196327058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/2729932663196327058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='新年快樂我的所有中國朋友....!!'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/S3gy9nenZzI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0gZ4TRyelwo/s72-c/January+2010+160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-8331792251874397680</id><published>2009-12-29T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T03:18:58.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Blues</title><content type='html'>Its cold in Västerås, and the darkness is getting better since the last time i talked about the Sunday blues. Well, we've got snow and the days are brighter but then i still got the winter blues in me. Winter begins with the mood swings, the hibernationation effect and the lack of everything. I try really hard to be upbeat and positive but i slowly fall into the abyss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Christmas is gone and the seasonal fever seems to be fading away, I havent been able to do anything since the semester break... well i worked last week.. which really felt good.. I mean meeting my old clients not working on christmas eve and the d-day.. that really sucked... I missed my people at work... everytime i seem to learn something new from them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt bad at all to get back.... my job humbles me and helps me appreciate the good things i have in life... Now am home and i wish i was in some warm country maybe somewhere in El Nido palawan or so... am stuck here in the winter... havent studied at all... been on the net doing just anything but nothing... Well, my friend J' just called and am heading down to them for lunch atleast i got something going on... New years is here and i cant help but be glad that 2009 is gone... and am definately starting a new day today cant wait to 2010.. sounds just too far to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To many, darkness either of day or the mind is frightening. We are enculturated to seek light, to shed light, to have a bright idea. An abyss, an unknown dark place of great depth, would seem a frightening prospect. But what if you did look there, in the place of lacking, what would you see or feel? What would it be like to sit with it, even for a few minutes a day, to wait for an image – anything that you could hold in your mind or write on paper? What would you find there? The name of a friend you would like to contact? An unresolved question? Or the stifling presence of the understanding that there are more desirable paths that you would like to take in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my winter blues wont bring me down, am gonna get out there and just meet some incredible people... Have a good time and come back to my sound home.... i just love it here.. I hope the season is getting on well for everyone.. for those with more light than us in the north pole, enjoy it... it feels like i have to run to the apotek and get me some vitamin D's i surely need them.&lt;br /&gt;A Prosperous new year 2010 to everyone and Adio^s 2009 and all the troubles it came with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SznkssIJ5rI/AAAAAAAAABg/lb0vYjzkiSk/s1600-h/Winter+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SznkssIJ5rI/AAAAAAAAABg/lb0vYjzkiSk/s400/Winter+040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420615082927842994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/Sznlal1burI/AAAAAAAAABo/JmMbqmkkTpo/s1600-h/Winter+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/Sznlal1burI/AAAAAAAAABo/JmMbqmkkTpo/s400/Winter+031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420615871512689330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-8331792251874397680?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/8331792251874397680/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/8331792251874397680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/8331792251874397680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-blues.html' title='Winter Blues'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SznkssIJ5rI/AAAAAAAAABg/lb0vYjzkiSk/s72-c/Winter+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-2132220093157817473</id><published>2009-12-13T15:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T16:09:11.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowowee!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its a new day again:) Cant get some sleep... been up watching Paradise Hotel, wow people can be "örmar" as they say in swedish for snakes. Do anyone ever wonder if a friend is a true friend or just one of those people we call friends with benefits? Well, Looking at PH i doubt you can trust anyone in the western world... everyone seem to be so fake... People like you for the outer you rather than who you trully are... inside:) Am pretty sure most of us have been in those situations when we wonder how much our friends value us... One thing for sure is that we love or rather like people on different levels... and never will we ever find a friend that loves us the same way we do to them and vice versa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its time to make me some te'  before i head to slumberland... read afew lines for my next exam before i doze off my books... Its weird that when am supposed to be up, am so dead asleep.. now its 1.00am and it feels like i just woke up.... i still got the energy and can still go on another 3 hours.... Well i will live you with one word magandang gabi! Tagalog for Good night mi gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-2132220093157817473?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/2132220093157817473/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/wowowee.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/2132220093157817473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/2132220093157817473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/wowowee.html' title='Wowowee!!!!'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-7322839672848323692</id><published>2009-12-13T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T08:28:01.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucia Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SyUU93Tj26I/AAAAAAAAABY/6l1I40rRDoA/s1600-h/Lucia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SyUU93Tj26I/AAAAAAAAABY/6l1I40rRDoA/s400/Lucia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414757180033457058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Swedish Lucia Tradition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Swedish Lucia celebration is an annual festival of medieval origin, observed on the 13th of December. On this day, the darkness is brightened by Saint Lucia, a creature of goodness and light who opens the door to the Christmas season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Named after a Sicilian saint, the Swedish Lucia does not have much in common with her namesake.  She is celebrated in a variety of ways, but the most common is the Lucia procession consisting of a group of young girls and boys singing traditional Lucia songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On her head, the girl or woman playing the part of Lucia wears a wreath of lingonberry sprigs with holders for real candles (battery-powered ones are sometimes a safer option) to give the effect of a halo.  She also has a white, full-length gown with a red ribbon around her waist.  Her female attendants (tärnor) wear similar gowns and the "star boys" (stjärngossar) wear white pointed hats decorated with stars.  Lucia processions are held in various places, ranging from kindergartens and schools to churches and the Swedish Parliament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucia can be perceived as a symbol of the good forces in life and a symbol of light in the dark winter.  She usually appears early in the morning, bringing coffee and saffron-flavored buns (lussekatter) shaped like curled-up cats and with raisin eyes. You eat them with &lt;em&gt;glögg&lt;/em&gt; or coffee traditionally eaten around Christmas time in Sweden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the third sunday of the advent, Lucia dagen will be celebrated today....... On Friday, we went to Kåren (the student union pub) to celebrate the last day of the semester... well, me and my friends didnt dress up in the gowns but those who s´did surely looked good in them. Happy Lucia day:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-7322839672848323692?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/7322839672848323692/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/lucia-day.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7322839672848323692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7322839672848323692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/lucia-day.html' title='Lucia Day'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SyUU93Tj26I/AAAAAAAAABY/6l1I40rRDoA/s72-c/Lucia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-7713706713993338646</id><published>2009-12-13T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T07:18:11.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Blues</title><content type='html'>Gone are the days i used to look forward to Sundays masses at the Holy family Bassilica. Today is the 3rd advent and i havent been to church, well some of you might wonder why? or even feel that they belong in my category. Well, the windy and snowy day in V-town isnt that glamorous, I find it so hard to wake up in the morning when its still dark at 8 am and prepare for the daily errands, so today like any other sunday am indoors. My friends M and V, promised to come over for a sunday brunch but them just like me couldnt get out of bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now am lying here in my room wondering how long this would continue, i miss the sunny sundays in the summer and most especially in Nairobi going out for lunch and just being lazy in the sun after the sunday masses. Well, its 15.48 now still sipping my cup of coffee, and listening to Lang Lang's performance. It feels good, i must admit.. Being home and just do nothing.... well its dark already at 15,57.... have a nice sunday people.... here are afew pics from my rare balcony view... its cold but the sky is beautiful.... Adios mi Hantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SyUFAXhMjZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rSPShk7na8A/s1600-h/Dec+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SyUFAXhMjZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rSPShk7na8A/s400/Dec+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414739630854278546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SyUFADx8ZsI/AAAAAAAAABI/ulLRBrhu23I/s1600-h/Dec+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SyUFADx8ZsI/AAAAAAAAABI/ulLRBrhu23I/s400/Dec+014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414739625555814082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-7713706713993338646?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/7713706713993338646/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7713706713993338646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7713706713993338646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunday-blues.html' title='Sunday Blues'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SyUFAXhMjZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/rSPShk7na8A/s72-c/Dec+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-6844298535703852033</id><published>2009-12-05T03:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T03:04:21.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Derulo - Whatcha Say - Official Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/pBI3lc18k8Q' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/pBI3lc18k8Q'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-6844298535703852033?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/6844298535703852033/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/jason-derulo-whatcha-say-official-video.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/6844298535703852033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/6844298535703852033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/jason-derulo-whatcha-say-official-video.html' title='Jason Derulo - Whatcha Say - Official Video'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-1435517813938489036</id><published>2009-12-03T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:00:23.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Finding Oneself</title><content type='html'>Today am glad to write about something I have always considered as the art of finding oneself, in most intriguing situations that I have come across I learned that we are the product of our parents and have many of their traits; both the good ones and the bad ones. This has been fine with me, but for others this is a great issue. To understand that what you perceive as unreasonable behavior displayed by someone you are close to (or anyone for that matter) is a part of you that you are not willing to accept, is mind-blowing. Yet we are all good and bad and we need to accept every part of ourselves including our shadow self (perceived bad part). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still catch myself judging someone for an act that I don’t believe is reasonable and then try and work out when I do something similar on occasions. The bottom line is that our lives are created through our life experiences and not one person has had the same life as us however similar our upbringings might have been. We perceive things very differently from one another, so our judgements and assumptions of anyone else can never be correct. Most of us don’t know how we ourselves tick let alone trying to work out on how someone else ticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that I need to accept everything about myself and if I discovered a part of my behavior that I didn’t particularly like then I had the ability to change it. Now changing a pattern of behavior may not be easy, but it is definitely doable and it doesn’t have to be a difficult process. We hang on to our tough upbringing, bad relationships, etc as if our life depends on it. It may be what we have been taught, but it isn’t necessary. When we become aware of how we react and behave, we move into constant learning of ourselves and our surroundings and realize that both positive and negative experiences are required to make us into the best we can be. Obviously some life experiences are tougher to get through than others, but the relief once it has been let go is a feeling like no other. When that is dealt with ,our perception changes and we now have the space within to create a new and much happier life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole year I learned of integrity; when what you say, do, think and feel is in line with your conscience. When we act in a way that we believe someone else wants us to, we are no longer being true to our core being and therefore are not living in integrity. I asked a male friend of mine recently why some men say they will call and then do not do it. His answer was that they believe it makes us happy to hear this! I explained that the hurt we feel when no call arrives is twofold as an expectation has been set and not met and we are also disappointed not to have talked. In their mind they may have been meaning to follow through and got sidetracked, and all of us are guilty of this at various times, so therein also lays personal responsibility. We are all responsible for our actions and words, so let’s make them mean something and learn to only say we will do something if we are sure we can follow it through. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-1435517813938489036?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/1435517813938489036/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-of-finding-oneself.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/1435517813938489036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/1435517813938489036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/12/art-of-finding-oneself.html' title='The Art of Finding Oneself'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-61119328436531146</id><published>2009-11-27T10:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:32:49.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star ng Pasko, ABS-CBN Christmas Station ID (Exclusive on www.abs-cbn.com)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/T1nNUOMS14g' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/T1nNUOMS14g'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Spirit of christmas is here, i cant help but think of the unity people experience this time of the year. I wish everyday was christmas. Great video Abs-Cbn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-61119328436531146?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/61119328436531146/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/11/star-ng-pasko-abs-cbn-christmas-station.html#comment-form' title='1 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/61119328436531146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/61119328436531146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/11/star-ng-pasko-abs-cbn-christmas-station.html' title='Star ng Pasko, ABS-CBN Christmas Station ID (Exclusive on www.abs-cbn.com)'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5541507846175543411.post-7012444657450799644</id><published>2009-11-22T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:16:03.452-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='film'/><title type='text'>Manila an Pinoy (Indie) film</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/Swm1CsgWBhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kb2uas4hjWo/s1600/Manila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/Swm1CsgWBhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kb2uas4hjWo/s320/Manila.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407051885546178066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, was the best day of my life. For the first time i witnessed the appreciation of Pinoy films in the scandinavian. I was at the Oslo International Film Festival and i was able to watch the premier screening of the movie Manila. Piolo Pascual in his two part segment Indie film portrays two characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the day Piolo portrays, William a drug addict , trying to reconnect his ties with people close to him. As night falls, he learns that there is no one left to trust him, not even his ownself. Then, as Philip, who works as a bodyguard for a mayor's son, thinks his boss considers him family. After a shooting incident, while on duty, he discovers his real worth to his boss. As he struggles to hide, he is slowely being consumed by the claws of darkness lurking the city of Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is a tribute to Ishmael Bernal "Manila by night" and Lino Brocka's Jaguar. I liked the performance of cast and seeing good talent put in use. Comparing to Piolo's previous films and telenovelas like Lobo and now Lovers in Paris with KC Conception, i see him better everyday. When i watched Lobo, i thought to myself, this is it, this is the real deal. But then came Manila and lately Lovers in Paris and i must say that am impressed with the talent out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone should definately watch Manila, it kinda reminds me of my hometown Nairobi, which i usually look at as a two sided coin, where by during the day it is the center of trade, businesses and every man and woman's dream especially those in shag'z (rural areas) but then it has the other side of it that includes every night club you could dream of, not just for the locals but even for the tourists all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/Swm1WxHmhTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IuB2727Wthk/s1600/Pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/Swm1WxHmhTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/IuB2727Wthk/s400/Pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407052230381962546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the shots from the movie. With Piolo during the day segment. He is pogi too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5541507846175543411-7012444657450799644?l=lifeofnryn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/feeds/7012444657450799644/comments/default' title='Kommentarer till inlägget'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/11/manila-pinoy-indie-film.html#comment-form' title='0 kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7012444657450799644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5541507846175543411/posts/default/7012444657450799644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofnryn.blogspot.com/2009/11/manila-pinoy-indie-film.html' title='Manila an Pinoy (Indie) film'/><author><name>Nryn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03241404465750937811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/SxhgAVErYsI/AAAAAAAAAAo/CCJZePwW3TI/S220/noreen.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ol5465cTuMQ/Swm1CsgWBhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kb2uas4hjWo/s72-c/Manila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
