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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8BQXk-eip7ImA9Wx5TFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486</id><updated>2010-07-31T12:34:10.752+08:00</updated><title>Silence eludes me...</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/elusivesilence" /><feedburner:info uri="elusivesilence" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>elusivesilence</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8BQXk9fyp7ImA9Wx5TFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-7696307456852912072</id><published>2010-07-31T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T12:34:10.767+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-31T12:34:10.767+08:00</app:edited><title>Detectors 101</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/detectors-101.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:80px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Detectors are essential to any secure establishments and systems. Been reading about &lt;a href="http://www.bestradardetectors.net/"&gt;radar detectors&lt;/a&gt; for an article I'll be writing in a bit. And the things I've been reading have been interesting so far. Not all detectors are allowed in some states in the US so learning about them are really necessary for those who’ll be using them on their operations. It’s not illegal, though. 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His natal day's on August 11 and he's now in the middle of refurbishing our old, trusted owner-type jeep. I've never tried purchasing anything for our jeep online, but I might to not spoil the surprise. I Googled &lt;a href="http://www.carid.com/air-filters.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;air filters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and saw a couple of interesting results. I am currently browsing the products CaRiD.com, and read some interesting things about air filters. This essential part of a vehicle’s machine must be the one among those that are always maintained. Air filters consist of one big system that not only filter air, but oil and fuel as well. Clean air, oil and fuel are the crucial components that will determine a car’s performance. CaRiD.com has a wide range of air filter manufacturers one can find online. They cater to almost any car in the market. The web site’s user-friendly interface made searching for the right kind of filter for my father’s easily. Purchasing items had no hassles at all since the automobile parts online store accepts almost all modes of payments; from credit cards, secure cash payments, and wired payments. 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I still cannot believe it. Even the fact that &lt;a href="http://www.theequestriancorner.com/"&gt;breeches&lt;/a&gt; and other Equestrian equipments and accessories are at their most affordable when purchased online, heee. I just had to share that. Going back to Tumblr, my blog there just turned one a couple of weeks ago and having a hundred people taking their time to visit your page and click the Follow badge is flattering. Been posting random things that I like on that blog since I am really writing more of my thoughts on this and my three other blogs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But this is just amazing. I mean, wow. Thank you :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-3111581349496465897?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/B1fa2yHyC24" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/3111581349496465897/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=3111581349496465897" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3111581349496465897?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3111581349496465897?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/B1fa2yHyC24/how-did-this-happen.html" title="How Did This Happen?!" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/how-did-this-happen.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcGQncyfyp7ImA9WxFaGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-2512581928227045927</id><published>2010-07-22T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T23:37:03.997+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-22T23:37:03.997+08:00</app:edited><title>King Of Anything</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/king-of-anything.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="601" height="338"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12982892&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=12982892&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="601" height="338"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I love love love this new song from Sara Bareilles. It’s definitely an anthem for those people who have been thrown judgments here and there. My favorite part of the song is definitely the chorus: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who cares if you disagree, you are not me&lt;br /&gt;
Who made you king of anything?&lt;br /&gt;
So you dare tell me who to be&lt;br /&gt;
Who died, and made you king of anything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Polaroid-themed video = perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-2512581928227045927?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/roLvYtg0EYc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/2512581928227045927/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=2512581928227045927" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/2512581928227045927?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/2512581928227045927?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/roLvYtg0EYc/king-of-anything.html" title="King Of Anything" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/king-of-anything.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQCRn84fyp7ImA9WxFaGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-8710197901196318584</id><published>2010-07-22T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T21:46:07.137+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-22T21:46:07.137+08:00</app:edited><title>APE</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float: none; margin: 0px; padding: 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/ape.html" style="border: medium none; height: 25px; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One thing I don't like about company physical examinations are the awkward questions. The dreaded questions of the doctors about your body and its condition. The doctor whom I've consulted with said something about &lt;a href="http://www.weightlossproduct.org/"&gt;weight loss products&lt;/a&gt; and how most of them are categorized under food supplements. Now, that I didn't know. I thought these products were under a different category, like cosmetic drugs or similar to that. She reminded me that I don't really need it since my weight is still on the average. I just need to watch my carbo intake from time to time. Bookmark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-8710197901196318584?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/jyOyUd7bd4w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/8710197901196318584/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=8710197901196318584" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/8710197901196318584?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/8710197901196318584?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/jyOyUd7bd4w/ape.html" title="APE" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/ape.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMDR305fyp7ImA9WxFaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-7359199820758619491</id><published>2010-07-15T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:01:16.327+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-15T22:01:16.327+08:00</app:edited><title>Pitch</title><content type="html">A lot of the things I dreaded happen today. First the electricity fluctuated just as I was saving my files I've worked on for the past three hours. A miscalculated typhoon hit the country last Tuesday and everything is slowly going back to normal. The working scenario is doubly stressful, I sometimes wonder where can I get the &lt;a href="http://www.bestacnetreatment.net/"&gt;best acne treatment&lt;/a&gt; as my face is also acting up with the present stress. Zits poping on my forehead isn't a good sign, especially if I have a date coming up. Haaalllp. :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-7359199820758619491?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/iLnLXlUtJu8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/7359199820758619491/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=7359199820758619491" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/7359199820758619491?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/7359199820758619491?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/iLnLXlUtJu8/pitch.html" title="Pitch" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/pitch.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk8BQXo6cSp7ImA9WxFbGUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-3355814296518166761</id><published>2010-07-12T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T22:27:30.419+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-12T22:27:30.419+08:00</app:edited><title>Plants vs. Zombies</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/plants-vs-zombies.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, my brother introduced me to Plants vs. Zombies. And man, is that game addicting or what?! For those of you who’s not familiar with the game and the whole social networking apps phenom, then Plans vs. Zombies may be new to your ear. It’s a game where you kill zombies to prevent them from entering your house and eating your brains. I got so hooked into it yesterday, I started around 12noon and stopped around 5pm. I even forgot that I am supposed to write something about &lt;a href="http://acnescarremoval.org/"&gt;acne scar removal&lt;/a&gt; that's due in a couple of hours because I was so in the game. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="There&amp;#39;s a Zombie on your lawn!" border="0" alt="There&amp;#39;s a Zombie on your lawn!" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_uwVVp3Z9RDI/TDslWwTyG1I/AAAAAAAACgE/8uZxTkKrubk/There%27s%20a%20Zombie%20on%20your%20lawn%21%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="317" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I forgot how many levels the game has, but strategy is the key to get rid of these nasty zombies and pass a level. I am currently in level 4-6 and I have tons of extra stuff gained from the previous levels like sunflower boosters, to powerful pepper bomb, to a squash and a couple of cool mushrooms. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMG! There’s a zombie on my lawn! Got to go! Kbai!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-3355814296518166761?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/hz9oyVl4KM4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/3355814296518166761/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=3355814296518166761" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3355814296518166761?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3355814296518166761?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/hz9oyVl4KM4/plants-vs-zombies.html" title="Plants vs. Zombies" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/plants-vs-zombies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QAQ3Y4fyp7ImA9WxFbF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-8712489379044396124</id><published>2010-07-10T08:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T08:22:22.837+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-10T08:22:22.837+08:00</app:edited><title>Mr. Fitz</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/mr-fitz.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's going to be a long day of writing for me. The assignments just came in and I'll be busy researching and writing about them. The earliest deadline is about &lt;a href="http://www.mensblogtalk.com/ExtenZe.html"&gt;extenze&lt;/a&gt;, which requires a 300-word article with at least three images. But before I get busy with those, let me introduce you to my new crush, Ian Harding. Heh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Ian Harding" border="0" alt="ian-harding" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_uwVVp3Z9RDI/TDe8nc5h6ZI/AAAAAAAACf4/hgVGOtpfu7E/ian-harding%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="325" height="231" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ian Harding plays Ezra Fitz in ABC's Pretty Little Liars. Been raving about the show on my blogs these past couple of weeks. The show's on their 5th week, and I tell you, it keeps getting better with every episode. The next episode will be Homecoming, and I cannot wait to see Mr. Fitz wearing his suit. Raawwr. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-8712489379044396124?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/uJy6Mv7LUVQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/8712489379044396124/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=8712489379044396124" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/8712489379044396124?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/8712489379044396124?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/uJy6Mv7LUVQ/mr-fitz.html" title="Mr. Fitz" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/mr-fitz.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YFSXk9cSp7ImA9WxFaEk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-3315506843106566591</id><published>2010-07-09T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T22:45:18.769+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-15T22:45:18.769+08:00</app:edited><title>Closing Time</title><content type="html">I'll leave you with one question to ponder on before I log out and call it a day: &lt;a href="http://whatcauseshairloss.org/"&gt;what causes hair loss&lt;/a&gt;? There might be a lot things going on in your head right now. Old age may come to mind. Nasty products might come next, or an active social relationshitp. Whatever it might be, I want to know. Just click on the comment link below this post and share your thoughts, aight? &lt;br /&gt;
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Alright, sleeping time! Good night! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-3315506843106566591?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/oCF6wHRvKu4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/3315506843106566591/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=3315506843106566591" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3315506843106566591?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3315506843106566591?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/oCF6wHRvKu4/closing-time.html" title="Closing Time" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/closing-time.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8NRHs7eip7ImA9WxFbE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-3125036563592784812</id><published>2010-07-02T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T17:41:35.502+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-05T17:41:35.502+08:00</app:edited><title>Marketing Ploy</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/marketing-ploy.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's everywhere. I've been reading something about &lt;a href="http://www.sharewealth.com/"&gt;affiliate marketing program&lt;/a&gt; when I pondered on the extent of marketing ploys I have encountered. May it be for a detergent soap, a food supplement or a movie; advertisers are going out of their way just to persuade consumers to use their products or watch the movie. One detergent brand insist that they can remove the strongest stains there is. They prove it by showing how easily a drop of crude oil be removed from a white cloth. They’ve used the ploy for some time, only when another detergent brand disprove their theory and said that oil doesn’t mix with water, hence the easily removal of the so called “stain.” Another ploy I came across with just recently is how one actor, who plays a vampire, is allegedly related to the original and real vampire, Vlad the Impaler. I don’t know about you, but all I can see is that it has marketing ploy written all over it.&amp;#160;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-3125036563592784812?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/0DhT-4B2DCU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/3125036563592784812/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=3125036563592784812" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3125036563592784812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3125036563592784812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/0DhT-4B2DCU/marketing-ploy.html" title="Marketing Ploy" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/marketing-ploy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ADSH0yeyp7ImA9WxFbE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-4849213206489008643</id><published>2010-07-01T11:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T11:49:39.393+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-07-05T11:49:39.393+08:00</app:edited><title>New Potter Trailer!</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/new-potter-trailer.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's finally here! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="598" height="298"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/flv-embed/flvplayer.swf"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="width=598&amp;amp;height=298&amp;amp;file=http://pdl.warnerbros.com/wbmovies/deathlyhallows/pt1/trl1/HP7PT1_TRL1_Large.flv&amp;image;=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/HP7PT1_TRL1_Large-teaser.jpg&amp;amp;logo=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/FSnet-Video-Logo.png&amp;amp;link=http://www.firstshowing.net&amp;amp;stretching=exactfit&amp;amp;quality=false&amp;amp;bufferlength=6&amp;amp;volume=90"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/flv-embed/flvplayer.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="598" height="298" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="width=598&amp;height=298&amp;file=http://pdl.warnerbros.com/wbmovies/deathlyhallows/pt1/trl1/HP7PT1_TRL1_Large.flv&amp;image=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/HP7PT1_TRL1_Large-teaser.jpg&amp;logo=http://media2.firstshowing.net/firstshowing/img/FSnet-Video-Logo.png&amp;link=http://www.firstshowing.net&amp;stretching=exactfit&amp;quality=false&amp;bufferlength=6&amp;volume=90" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;p&gt;MTV Movie Awards showed a minute (or was it less than a minute) preview of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part 1. But this time, it’s a whole new trailer! Two minutes of the much anticipated movie based on the closing of the celebrated J.K. Rowling novel. For those of you who’s not a fan of the book and movie franchise, this last installment is divided in two parts. It’s the 7th novel and the one that most fans really excited about. It was a good call for the producers to present the novel in two parts. The novel is the first time Harry, Ron and Hermione will not be spending their year in Hogwarts. Left with a mission trusted to them by Dumbledore before he died. I am very very excited to see the final battle, where Muggles and Wizards unite to fight Death Eaters led by Voldemort. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Part 1 will be out this November and Part 2 on July 2011.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-4849213206489008643?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/p01YSy3tWQY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/4849213206489008643/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=4849213206489008643" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/4849213206489008643?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/4849213206489008643?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/p01YSy3tWQY/new-potter-trailer.html" title="New Potter Trailer!" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/07/new-potter-trailer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkACRH06eCp7ImA9WxFUGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-573179437673872961</id><published>2010-06-30T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T20:26:05.310+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-30T20:26:05.310+08:00</app:edited><title>Music Perhaps?</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/music-perhaps.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.essential-watches.com/Chopard"&gt;Chopard&lt;/a&gt;. Now where did I hear that name? It certainly remind me of piano keys, that fancy restaurant around the block, an expensive suit hanging in some closet guy’s closet, that favorite piece of jewelry from an expensive brand – the list are endless. Have I ever met someone with these kinds of things related to Chopard, no. Will I be willing to be acquainted to the things that is related to it. Yes. Maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-573179437673872961?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/XnB3GUX65KA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/573179437673872961/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=573179437673872961" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/573179437673872961?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/573179437673872961?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/XnB3GUX65KA/music-perhaps.html" title="Music Perhaps?" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/music-perhaps.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQBRXo9fSp7ImA9WxFUFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-6609752589061423368</id><published>2010-06-25T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T10:05:54.465+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-27T10:05:54.465+08:00</app:edited><title>Span</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/span.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow! The last entry was dated June 3! So sorry for the lack of updates on this blog. I’ve been busy taking care of Mama and new projects at work lately. I never really had the chance to share whatever it is that’s going on. Nothing new, really. I am still the same boring person you’ll ever meet. Today was, I think, one of the longest day of my life. We had a lot of deadlines which required my full ounce of concentration. You see, I have a very short attention span. One minute I am into the design document I am working on, then the next minute or two I'll be browsing &lt;a href="http://www.buy.com/dept/Digital_Cameras_Digital_Camcorders_Memory_Accessories/33409.html"&gt;digital cameras&lt;/a&gt; or the latest gadgets I see online.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here’s a random picture from my archive I wanted to share to close this attention-span themed post:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="211" border="0" alt="211" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_uwVVp3Z9RDI/TCTP-Iq7QWI/AAAAAAAACe4/PgH04J9t5x4/211%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="345" height="262" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is taken by my friend Olive, back when my now worn-out jeans looks spankin’ new.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-6609752589061423368?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/9jFyJC-sosM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/6609752589061423368/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=6609752589061423368" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/6609752589061423368?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/6609752589061423368?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/9jFyJC-sosM/span.html" title="Span" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/span.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QFR3s_eip7ImA9WxFVFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-3117127408449986823</id><published>2010-06-03T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:41:56.542+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-14T20:41:56.542+08:00</app:edited><title>Third-day High</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/third-day-high.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It normally would say first-day high, but from the turn of things, most of them unexpected, third day would be something you'd expect where everything comes back to normal. The first two days of the week were slow and have been swamped with new projects and assignments that I cannot really have time to do anything else. Like the &lt;a href="http://www.exclusivelyweddings.com/"&gt;invitations&lt;/a&gt; I promised to design for my cousin's birthday. I've been known in the family as the one who can play around with graphics and other similar things, so when it comes to designs for tarp and invites, I am the first person they would call. My cousin's birthday is in two weeks and my Aunt would want to have the invites printed and distributed as soon as possible. By the looks of things, I can only have time to do it by Thursday or even Friday. Le sigh…&amp;#160;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-3117127408449986823?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/0N3W9b2LdkY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/3117127408449986823/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=3117127408449986823" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3117127408449986823?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3117127408449986823?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/0N3W9b2LdkY/third-day-high.html" title="Third-day High" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/third-day-high.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcEQHg4fCp7ImA9WxFVE08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-6276196752077469971</id><published>2010-06-02T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T15:16:41.634+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-12T15:16:41.634+08:00</app:edited><title>New Sport</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/new-sport.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I have written something about it here before; I’ve never gained this much weight in a span of a year in my 26 years. And by the looks of it, I am still getting wider, LOL. Only 2 of my five pair of jeans fit, almost all of my blouses – I can’t breathe in it. The situation calls for a serious does of exercise. There were a lot of methods to do this. Some of my friends do kick-boxing, others do marathon. Another friend of mine spends her morning taking tennis lessons that’s making a great deal with her body’s metabolism and flexibility. The tennis lessons is a bit costly, and it’s gears to. So I am thinking I’ll take biking instead. I adore bike and biking around town. There are a few good biking spots from where I am from and I think it would be a perfect fitness routine for me. As for gears, I was searching the web for the perfect place to buy them because I do not have that much time to shop for it. I found this one which really gives great deals for new costumers: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="Makais" border="0" alt="Makais" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_uwVVp3Z9RDI/TBMzipJd_LI/AAAAAAAACd8/ytPsMpkESRA/Makais%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="567" height="369" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://makais.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Makais.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; has their own selection of premium mountain and sports bike. I personally like the bikes designed for women. I might place an order for the Cadillac AVH Hybrid Bike Womens. They only sell it for $299, compared to the other online store which sells it for $499. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://makais.com/products/Cadillac-AVH-Hybrid-Bike-Womens.html"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="I want!" border="0" alt="I want!" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_uwVVp3Z9RDI/TBMzlaly4OI/AAAAAAAACeA/aJJphM6VLTM/I%20want%21%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="224" height="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The light-weight design makes it the best one there is. I wouldn’t want carrying huge heavy bike around. I know, it would help with the muscle-toning thing, but still, I am a girl and lifting things are not my forte. It’s handles and the stability of this bikes design promises a great experience to anyone who owns it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want to find out more sporting goods that are affordable, visit &lt;a href="http://makais.com"&gt;http://makais.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-6276196752077469971?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/rKQ6ffbAmgs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/6276196752077469971/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=6276196752077469971" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/6276196752077469971?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/6276196752077469971?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/rKQ6ffbAmgs/new-sport.html" title="New Sport" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/new-sport.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YHQXkzeyp7ImA9WxFVE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-1919703386897536060</id><published>2010-06-01T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:52:10.783+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-12T10:52:10.783+08:00</app:edited><title>Hello June</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/hello-june.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I cannot believe it's already mid-year. I remember starting the year writing about interesting stuff like &lt;a href="http://www.mensblogtalk.com/Enzyte.html"&gt;enzyte&lt;/a&gt; and all other great topics my clients asks me to research about. Last June 06 marked my fourth year in my job. I cannot believe that either; that I lasted four years despite the year-long rough times. I am very lucky to have been employed to my current company. I mean, I could not ask for a better deal. Plus, you wouldn't find colleagues that treats you like family. Colleagues that treats you like their own brother and sister. People that makes you feel safe and loved. there &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;June also means that my birthday is just around the corner. It’s a month and four days away, but for me it’s like a day away. I don’t really know what I will ask for my birthday yet. I’ve come to a point where I don’t really think about what I wanted for myself, but rather what would be good for my family. I am not yet married, the family I am talking about is my mother, father and my two brothers. They are all that matters to me now.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-1919703386897536060?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/tbL2nsrecXc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/1919703386897536060/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=1919703386897536060" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/1919703386897536060?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/1919703386897536060?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/tbL2nsrecXc/hello-june.html" title="Hello June" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/06/hello-june.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUFR3Y8fyp7ImA9WxFWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-3869069197079374839</id><published>2010-05-31T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T12:23:36.877+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-06T12:23:36.877+08:00</app:edited><title>Mama's Dillema</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/mama-dillema.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My Mama's been asking me to get her the best &lt;a href="http://www.wrinkleremovers.org/"&gt;wrinkle remover&lt;/a&gt; there is in the market. She's turning 57 this year and she's not happy with the wrinkles that has been showing up here and there. There were a lot of products on TV ads that she's been recommending for me to buy for her. Most of it are really expensive. Oh well, the price of beauty, as they say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-3869069197079374839?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/RNtw4coynuA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/3869069197079374839/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=3869069197079374839" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3869069197079374839?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3869069197079374839?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/RNtw4coynuA/mama-dillema.html" title="Mama&amp;#39;s Dillema" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/mama-dillema.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYDRH8-cSp7ImA9WxFWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-1859167562389549757</id><published>2010-05-30T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:49:35.159+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-06T11:49:35.159+08:00</app:edited><title>Client Boost</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/client-boost.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Writing for the something that would boost the image of the new &lt;a href="http://acnetreatments.com"&gt;acne treatments&lt;/a&gt; my client would be releasing soon is both best and worst way to start my Sunday. Best, because I'll be having another round of practice when it comes to doing research and creating an outline. Worst, because I had to give up my Dawson's Creek marathon for a while to finish everything. I need at least a day to gather and write everything. Having this extra job is at most part great since it’s becoming a huge help with the household finances, but then I had to give up half of my weekend to finish everything on time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aside from this assignment, I still have three more to research on an write about. Busy me, ‘eh? The assignments are extremes; it’s about a diet pill or about a cotton candy chain. I am starting to feel like I am writing or more like rambling things here more than I should. I’d better stop now and get on with writing the assignment :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-1859167562389549757?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/NDqyQkolnpI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/1859167562389549757/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=1859167562389549757" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/1859167562389549757?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/1859167562389549757?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/NDqyQkolnpI/client-boost.html" title="Client Boost" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/client-boost.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU8HQ3w7eSp7ImA9WxFWFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-8724260949503762320</id><published>2010-05-29T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T22:03:52.201+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-03T22:03:52.201+08:00</app:edited><title>First Aid Case</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/first-aid-case.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;A &lt;a href="http://www.americanhomeplus.com/showprdlist.php?bid=515555&amp;amp;sid=51585858&amp;amp;childid=&amp;amp;ptid="&gt;Robern Medicine cabinet&lt;/a&gt;; that is what's missing at my folk's room! Been trying to figure out what it was that a common master’s bedroom would have if someone from the family is undergoing medical treatments. The room has one bathroom, and the bathroom has one medicine cabinet. But with my mother’s condition, it’s not really feasible for her to go back-and-forth from their bed to the bathroom; she’ll get tired easily. I’m thinking of placing the cabinet beside their bed, just the right distance where my mom could reach for her medicines even while lying down. Or maybe just above their bed, with the right distance where she can just sit up and reach the cabinet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="This would be just fine..." border="0" alt="This would be just fine..." src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_uwVVp3Z9RDI/TAe1wtvzFrI/AAAAAAAACdE/bC_K_lVs85E/This%20would%20be%20just%20fine...%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="302" height="302" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-8724260949503762320?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/Q9LvgTjMyhs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/8724260949503762320/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=8724260949503762320" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/8724260949503762320?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/8724260949503762320?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/Q9LvgTjMyhs/first-aid-case.html" title="First Aid Case" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/first-aid-case.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QBRXs8eyp7ImA9WxFWFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-7537036280564405674</id><published>2010-05-28T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:09:14.573+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-02T23:09:14.573+08:00</app:edited><title>Zits Ztarting To Zhow</title><content type="html">Eeeeeek! Three days without a decent sleep, and voila! My face looks like that rough road we've passed by on our last road trip. I have never been on a road trip lately. If I do, I wouldn't be writing the sudden development of mild acne on my face as days progress. Most of the people around me said the big chunk of this acne invasion has got to be the stress, and of course, the lack of good sleep. Looking for &lt;a href="http://www.acnetreatmentthatworks.org/"&gt;acne treatments that work&lt;/a&gt; might be a bit of a challenge. That's Plan A. Plan B would be to get more time to sleep and relax a bit to avoid stress...and everything would follow. :D    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-7537036280564405674?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/xwv6aLszlIM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/7537036280564405674/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=7537036280564405674" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/7537036280564405674?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/7537036280564405674?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/xwv6aLszlIM/zits-ztarting-to-zhow.html" title="Zits Ztarting To Zhow" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/zits-ztarting-to-zhow.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIMRXg6cSp7ImA9WxFWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-2792493521645364231</id><published>2010-05-27T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T12:13:04.619+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-06T12:13:04.619+08:00</app:edited><title>Do It Fast</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/do-it-fast.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:80px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Before &lt;a href="http://phentirmene.com/"&gt;phentramine&lt;/a&gt; is taken out of the keyword queue, I need to write about it fast. Why do I have the time zones mixed up. I hate it. I should've written something about this last night. But with the turn out of assignments these past few days, which is I am thankful, I sometimes miss some of the deadlines. I do these assignments on top of my work in the office, so bear with me. But at least I am keeping up with it and was able to submit everything on time.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-2792493521645364231?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/PiEIW6EzeRM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/2792493521645364231/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=2792493521645364231" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/2792493521645364231?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/2792493521645364231?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/PiEIW6EzeRM/do-it-fast.html" title="Do It Fast" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/do-it-fast.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUcBRHo4cSp7ImA9WxFWFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-3599338062763642623</id><published>2010-05-26T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T22:37:35.439+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-01T22:37:35.439+08:00</app:edited><title>Meet and Greet</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float: none; margin: 0px; padding: 4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" scrolling="no" src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/meet-and-greet.html" style="border: none; height: 25px; width: 450px;"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Was at the Glorietta earlier today for Dashboard Confessional’s Fan Meet and Greet event. It was a very long day for me since I literally went out of my way just to get a pass to meet the band. I made sure I finished all my tasks, including the research on &lt;a href="http://www.wholesaleinsurance.net/"&gt;life insurance quotes&lt;/a&gt; to be able to spend a ample amount of time for the said event. After all the hassles and long lines, I was able to take one decent shot of the band! Yey! Check it out! :D  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img alt="Dashboard Confessional at the Glorietta May 26 2010" border="0" height="324" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_uwVVp3Z9RDI/TAUWesPIZVI/AAAAAAAACc4/4IcOdcrqNhs/Dashboard%20Confessional%20at%20the%20Glorietta%20May%2026%202010%5B145%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: inline;" title="Dashboard Confessional at the Glorietta May 26 2010" width="426" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-3599338062763642623?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/J7kpbRSMdz0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/3599338062763642623/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=3599338062763642623" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3599338062763642623?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/3599338062763642623?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/J7kpbRSMdz0/meet-and-greet.html" title="Meet and Greet" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/meet-and-greet.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ADSH86eyp7ImA9WxFWFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-7515444000402953112</id><published>2010-05-19T09:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:49:39.113+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-06-03T09:49:39.113+08:00</app:edited><title>Back To School</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="wlWriterHeaderFooter" style="float:none; margin:0px; padding:4px 0px 4px 0px;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.facebook.com/widgets/like.php?href=http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/back-to-school.html" scrolling="no" frameborder="0" style="border:none; width:450px; height:25px"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I miss shopping for school supplies. I remember this time of the year is time to raid the bookstores and buy new notebooks, freshly-inked pens, bulks of plastic covers for the new books sent by the school and other related things to equip me for the coming school year. Though school systems have been revolutionized for the past years (like the invention of &lt;a href="http://www.bestonlinedegrees.org/"&gt;online degrees&lt;/a&gt;), nothing beats the basic education where you sit in a classroom, exchanging thoughts and ideas with a classmate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-7515444000402953112?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/ecMrgn9ek7w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/7515444000402953112/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=7515444000402953112" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/7515444000402953112?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/7515444000402953112?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/ecMrgn9ek7w/back-to-school.html" title="Back To School" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/back-to-school.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUCRHs-eSp7ImA9WxFXE0s.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7071618037610791486.post-4858525226561803837</id><published>2010-05-18T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:11:05.551+08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-20T23:11:05.551+08:00</app:edited><title>White Flag</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I am very sleepy at the moment, but I just need to write this down...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I bought my ticket to Dashboard Confessional earlier today. After a month of saving up and convincing myself that I sometimes need the break I deserve, I went to Ticketworld’s Greenbelt 1 outlet and purchased a Gold ticket. After all the fuzz of making a crappy video presentation and joining TriNoma’s contest to win a pair of Silver tickets; after a week’s worth of analyzing things (I’d share other details with you soon as to why I am analyzing things too much lately) – one thing won – I am a fan, and as a fan I have to be at the concert no matter what. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was talking to Chigo over YM earlier today about these contests; particularly TriNoma’s and the ones from the producers of the concert. I shared how frustrating it was with these contest because a huge percentage of the criteria they’re considering is how popular the person is. Like the producers of the concert, one chance you can have is if a&amp;#160; lot of people sort of post your name on their page as an entry. Of course, the drill is the more recommendations from friends, the more chances of winning. The organizers really did not made these contest as easy as securing a &lt;a href="http://www.insurancespecialists.com/homeowners-insurance/"&gt;homeowners insurance&lt;/a&gt;. I thought about what Chigo said that these contests are just me trying to please other people for me to watch the concert; making me realize that it’s becoming more about me winning than me being a fan. He said, as REAL fans, we should have lesser expectations. As a fan, we are there to support the music and the beliefs of the artists. We, or I for that matter, do not need the approval of other people to show support. I support Dashboard Confessional because I believe in the honesty of their music. I love how Chris Carrabba’s lyrics and melodies give me butterflies every time I hear their songs. I love how Dashboard Confessional’s music makes me feel special. And if these producers and concert moguls won’t see and understand that and have a little drop of kindness to a fan like me to have that chance, well I’d be disappointed, but that doesn’t make me a lesser fan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I felt really competitive a couple of days back. You would say who am I to judge, but of course being a consistent fan of the band, you’d be curious about these fellow fans. Crazy, yes, but I checked a couple of the profiles who claims that they are fan of the band because of this and that. Most of them are just lip service; they became fans because the band will be having a concert here. But of course, who am I to judge right? Having the band’s complete original CD discography even though Dashboard Confessional do not release their albums here doesn’t count. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yes, this entry is bitterness all over. Forgive me for writing it all out, I just needed an outlet to let these thoughts out of my system. Knowing that some random person would have a chance to meet them is frustrating. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But the frustration and bitterness ends here. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I sent my entries to these contests. I still have hopes of course. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have my ticket, and that’s the most important thing. I will be seeing Chris Carrabba and the rest of the band perform my favorite songs live. That I will be a part of Dashboard Confessional’s first ever Manila concert. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7071618037610791486-4858525226561803837?l=www.elusivesilence.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/elusivesilence/~4/_g8Z-LtY_kU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.elusivesilence.com/feeds/4858525226561803837/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7071618037610791486&amp;postID=4858525226561803837" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/4858525226561803837?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7071618037610791486/posts/default/4858525226561803837?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/elusivesilence/~3/_g8Z-LtY_kU/white-flag.html" title="White Flag" /><author><name>Zobel</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty name="OpenSocialUserId" value="15905730679172577112" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://www.elusivesilence.com/2010/05/white-flag.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>
