<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><rss xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" version="2.0"><channel><title>Your Fine Start</title><description>your fine start in creating your finest art begins here</description><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sooy B. Garcia)</managingEditor><pubDate>Wed, 28 Aug 2024 20:25:55 +0800</pubDate><generator>Blogger http://www.blogger.com</generator><openSearch:totalResults xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/">25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/</link><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:keywords>poetry,photography,news,story,essay,business</itunes:keywords><itunes:subtitle>it begins here</itunes:subtitle><itunes:category text="Arts"><itunes:category text="Literature"/></itunes:category><itunes:author>Sooy Garcia</itunes:author><itunes:owner><itunes:email>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com</itunes:email><itunes:name>Sooy Garcia</itunes:name></itunes:owner><item><title>A Fading Memory</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2021/01/a-fading-memory.html</link><pubDate>Thu, 21 Jan 2021 11:31:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-3820888528733282423</guid><description>A Fading MemoryApril 18, 2020Pure, innocent, otherworldly;A fading memory of my love and pain -You were but the best part of my every dream.-Diary of the Earl
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This is your fine start;
Explore the arts;
Read more;
Practice styles;
Then create your own -
Your finest art. 

Thanks God I've completed this art. 
I'm excited to create my finest art after this.</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlWZZGiizHGQqd-rbp87M6bgrj34dcPGG8lqxuOHHi1ZzICeMYb5EuxKTcwh4pDonJgE8BBczAx0dyt9Dvxe6uZYmV_iGGbduAH0cBpU-ipzHakDLLp-lOJWccg1P8be7dJ1AiA6ymoBqr/s72-c/IMG_20210121_111610.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>It Is Not Good For Me To Be Alone</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2020/01/it-is-not-good-for-me-to-be-alone.html</link><pubDate>Thu, 16 Jan 2020 11:55:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-8909480572386245454</guid><description>It Is Not Good For Me To Be Alone
December 7, 2018
At one peaceful night, I was sitting on top of a boulder near a coconut tree under the twinkling multitude of stars pinned in the black curtains of the night sky;Beside the seas during a beautiful view of colorful orangey sunrise, I was sitting in the pebbles watching the waves race to the beach like white-clothed people marching forward in the </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Echoes of Innocent Voices</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2019/12/echoes-of-innocent-voices.html</link><pubDate>Wed, 25 Dec 2019 10:53:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-3160074139707701255</guid><description>Echoes of Innocent Voices
December 25, 2019

Homesick;
Nostalgic,
Singing silentnights in the streets of a backwater place at the heart of the pearl of the orient seas,
Peaceful nights,
Dark skies,
Firmament glistening with moon and stars,
Golden clouds and rainbowrings,
Cool breeze and its soft whispers,
Tempos and rhythms of the ocean waves,
Claps and clatters of Narra tree branches,
Orchestra </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>How Love Is</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2019/12/how-love-is.html</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 23:17:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-80821641344527566</guid><description>How Love Is
December 12, 2019





Fog, mist and mystery,
That's how love is
Between her and me.

-Diary of the Earl
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This is your fine start;
Explore the arts;
Read more;
Practice styles;
Then create your own -
Your finest art. 

Thanks God I've completed this art. 
I'm excited to create my finest art after this.</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgEizVcRV7B4d_yb5NsMIVt4mdp9KjV85Rn4tsMkmei0ruz35dDs8w_CM0EAY_QBGtjgcnp42sxxKrwLYRfXKvmmGFGMcz-z1QQ6-WJgE9urEJG-TXW10WD73DkyCm5TluF2ytVxGxSqqy/s72-c/Screenshot_2019-12-12-12-45-49-77.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Ngayong Gabi</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2019/12/ngayong-gabi.html</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 22:59:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-6577675196510882210</guid><description>Ngayong Gabi
December 11, 2019

Sa pagtulog ng haring araw at paggising ng maliwanag na buwan,
Ako'y nakatingala sa madilim na kalawakan binibilang ang nagniningning na mga bituin.
Sa pagkutitap ng mga alitaptap at pagsuyo nito sa reyna ng kadiliman,
Habang tumutugtog ang mga kuliglig ng musikang dinig ng puso,
Habang sumasayaw ang mga matataas na puno ng kawayan,
Ngayong gabi,
Iniisip kita.


</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>NaTisoy Yata Ako</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2019/12/natisoy-yata-ako.html</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 22:57:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-1599080956978648427</guid><description>NaTisoy Yata Ako
December 3, 2019

Nakadungaw sa bintana mag-isang nagbabantay sa saya nang muling pagsilip ni haring araw,
Pinagmamasdan ang pagtampisaw sa bubong na yero ng malalaking butil ng tubig na bumabagsak mula sa tila bang mga mata nang nagnanangis na kalangitan,
Pinakikinggan ang iyak nang malakas na ihip ng hangin na sinasaliwan ng lagaslas ng ulan pagbagsak sa kalsadang semento,
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Ito Ay Isang Pangitain</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2019/12/ito-ay-isang-pangitain.html</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 22:49:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-785744672185899217</guid><description>Ito Ay Isang Pangitain
November 26, 2019

Bukas, sa makalawa, sa hinaharap;
Sa pagtigil nang takbo ng oras ng mundo;
Sa pagbagsak ng mga talang sumabog mula sa kalangitan;
Sa paglaho ng takipsilim at bukang-liwayway;
Sa pagnangis ng duguang buwan;
Sa pagkupas ng langit at lupa pagsapit nang nakatakdang wakas ng panahon,
Habang nagdiriwang ang mga bansang tinatamasa ang kalayaan at kalayawan;
</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Thanksgiving Day 2019</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2019/12/thanksgiving-day-2019.html</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 22:42:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-1989096445265690936</guid><description>Thanksgiving Day 2019
November 24, 2019

Nakahiga sa sahig na kahoy,
Nakatitig sa kisameng kulay ulap ng tanghaling tapat,
Nakaunat ang dalawang paang nakatapak sa puting dingding,
Nakatingin sa kurtinang pilit tinutulak ng hangin na tila bang nagpupursiging makapasok para ako'y yakapin ng lamig,
Nakikinig sa radyo ng kapitbahay na tugtog ay musikang makalangit,
Iniisip ang sinag ng bagong </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>The Sunset is Beautiful in Cavite</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2019/12/the-sunset-is-beautiful-in-cavite.html</link><pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 22:31:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-473303571477173151</guid><description>The Sunset is Beautiful in Cavite
November 22, 2019

Each time when it is not very cloudy in Cavite, I always find a good spot to watch the beautiful sunset. Then I pray and thank God for creating day and night, morning and evening, sunrise and sunset.

Sunset is a sign for me to take some rest, a terminal. When the sun sets and the bright stars illuminate the dark sky, there I was slumbering in </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>My Life is Yours</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2018/03/my-life-is-yours.html</link><pubDate>Thu, 1 Mar 2018 21:00:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-5695477192854990478</guid><description>
With your dazzling light, my imperfect face is hidden;

My tarnished name bathes in Your honor and glory;

With your abounding grace and mercy, there is forgiveness;

With me beneath your wings,

I am secured;

Under Your leading, my battles are no longer mine;

In Your doting eyes, I am favored.



O God, let this servant shout Your fame!

Let this heart of mine be overwhelmed by this privilege</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Ang Nag-iisang Utos (Unang Bahagi)</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2018/02/ang-nag-iisang-utos-unang-bahagi.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2018 14:54:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-7182092056128688733</guid><description>

"Bawal Magtapon ng Basura Dito! by Order: Utos"

Basa ni Takot sa nakasulat sa tabla na nakapako sa puno ng mahogany sa tabi ng gabundok na basura. Ang mga letra ay nakasulat gamit ang kulay puting pintura samantalang ang buong tabla naman ay may pintura na kulay dugo. Glossy paint yata ang ginamit dito at halatang bagong gawa pa lang ito dahil sa amoy na parang kerosene. Agaw pansin ang </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>I in Your World</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2018/02/i-in-your-world.html</link><pubDate>Wed, 7 Feb 2018 21:51:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-14331817349588680</guid><description>You are a noble, 
Exalted upon birth,
Matchless in qualities,
Grand in bearing,
Superior in character.
Your face, 
As beautiful as the sun 
In the summer noon time,
Shines, 
Mesmerizes, 
Dazzles.
Your eye is a universe;
Boundless in compassion
Like its space, 
Abundant in mercy
Like its stars.
Your ears hear 
My every heartbeat
Expose the hidden 
Desires of my heart.
You hold the planets 
In one </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>The Twists</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2018/02/the-twists.html</link><pubDate>Mon, 5 Feb 2018 12:49:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-4467553381524470800</guid><description>2017 is about to end so for those who I walked with in the twists of my life, thank you so much. You are a twist in itself, a beautiful twist. Happy New Year!

The Twists
Living has a lot of twists.
I may have walk farther
But ended up at the starting point;
It's a second chance for a new beginning.

Living has a lot of twists.
It may hurt when I heard I was wrong,
But it hurts more
When all I </description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title/><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2017/05/soliloquy-of-redeemed-beware-all-of-you.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 20 May 2017 07:47:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-4677395572850289282</guid><description>


Soliloquy of the Redeemed



Beware, all of you

Because I am a Christian.

Beware of my limits;

Beware of my sinful nature.

If I am perfect,

I don't need saving;

I don't need Christ;

I won't be a Christian.



Rejoice, all of you

Remember I am a Christian.

Grace knows no limits;

Blood washes off sins.

Since I'm made holy,

And I was saved,

And I have Jesus,
I have a Lord.


</description><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Ati-Atihan Festival and Sampaguita Gardens</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2013/01/ati-atihan-festival-and-sampaguita.html</link><category>diary</category><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2013 16:56:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-6154785718176299049</guid><description>

by: Christian Duran


 I am not really a fan of festivals. In fact it was just last week that I went to the streets and watch an actual procession for the first time. But it's not hard to fall in love with Ati-atihan festival in Kalibo Aklan. 

 I guess the fact that you can mingle with the dancers in their complete costume and props and dance to the beat of the drums to your feet and heart's </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggd6wD90LCIeZ1VBj4wMYsZpH2QusM3li84UBnUHbVVy1PPcSo7REnN2v4o4UqPEo4h1kZfL_XBEXSTz9S4IovgtyOiiim_1KQSHa4dR4pCrs7OC5M5XhYK5zznPoXNLur77W1Vs7PAnI/s72-c/1.5.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Pencil Sketch</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2012/05/pencil-sketch.html</link><category>Artwork</category><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2012 18:25:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-4606328130584201039</guid><description>by: Christian R. Duran



paying attention to shading now.. :-)




</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_GEf6Yq7ZI6hyphenhyphencK9hcZ1jMBZadjD5tAA535Whyphenhyphenp2dtCItkcJqcdNIkuWQoViXwyn5aZe4TKbilvDjYefffdPvtFKbexe7To_Qp_s6ELEnTml5A9eY-cJkzq3ctSzojFveOgYQ8_VG0OQ/s72-c/sketch3.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Pencil Sketch</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2012/05/sketch.html</link><category>Artwork</category><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2012 18:20:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-5707913206325308624</guid><description>by: Christian R. Duran


Sketching has been one of my hobbies since I was a child but I haven't really paid attention to shading. Thanks to my younger brother who's also fond of drawing, I've started to practice shading techniques..



This is my first attempt paying attention to shading. Hopefully, as I continue to sketch, my skill will improve. :-)






</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDC7i4sa0gymvTK2Gr1_N49FbmzEG9pbBaiAiOre6O-ZQaoVuDASinVw_kDx2q_Uf-qCT9sYzuNAtERcTPUyg83b9TVR37TUe9YpYme7irNhDf4zhqztVXr4LkYEtAOWbnwEwrOyVRW7E/s72-c/my+latest+sketch.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>It's More Fun in Siquijor</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2012/05/its-more-fun-in-siquijor.html</link><category>diary</category><pubDate>Wed, 9 May 2012 22:21:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-3302843988278059222</guid><description>by: Christian Duran


I spent my 2-day vacation leave with my family touring around Siquijor.


Siquijor is a small island. As a matter of fact, it is the 3rd smallest island in the Philippines; you can go around the island in just 4 hours. 



But unlike other places where tourist attractions are just one stop spot, Siquijor is literally surrounded by white sandy beaches, waterfalls, natural </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgDKNwA-DGU3VMMJPLY9MNHAVbc0sPHH3-FFvcFEv3iFYheAbdcoWEiFRB1ymYTuqWfLleX75zKlORZeNc0epAuKrgq1zvyyKDmUsZa49S9Dxk_bVFTYuRNNAYSP8a9svRpS3JMdwzvdI/s72-c/Salagdoong+Beach+1+-+Maria%252C+Siquijor.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Heartfelt Lines</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2012/04/heartfelt-lines.html</link><pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2012 05:55:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-5211234400321505345</guid><description>


1. "I promise with all my heart that come what may, in my own little way, I'll make you smile each and every single day." - Christian Duran


2. "If time is gold, I'm willing to spend all my gold to be with you." - Christian Duran


3. "I love the way her eyes cheerfully glisten and how she gracefully sways her hand when she says “hi” and oh, her smile is just a breath taking sight, leaving me</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNuOUg2SyXEaS_GqPVMeFXLGMM3JlGMiYrP4xnvk6Yior1lpdAPANfEGrB8N8lSO7TU9IYaGzAm2h1SJlWUwA1EPqROfhiJNkYhuOeMpz8hHEACSbqS1OcpUQ5GfY0zVnsrRQdhid7KmTU/s72-c/romantic-sunset-pictures.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>The Vow – Taking The Pain, Fighting For Love: How Far Can You Go?</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2012/03/vow-taking-pain-fighting-for-love-how.html</link><pubDate>Sat, 3 Mar 2012 08:11:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-3917933049415600212</guid><description>by: Christian Duran





Introduction Phase/Interlude

(You can skip this part, not really that important; just want to set the mood. lol.)
So, there I was lying on bed at 5:00 pm. I had work last night from 2:00 am until 11:00 am. (was it last night or yesterday? Crap. It's really hard to remember time and dates if you are on a graveyard shift.) One thing’s for sure though; I should have been </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8MQDysmnE_167mVRJf1olB5QwkC626JR6Eqsm7jrNyE4EJhY4L_1UBxgcaZ_aO7FoziDEEIKtLiXiDF1V1k0ccJYiZyIsDLpM21Bu-E42lma5_3XdiblpJuJmV8gvSzFf0tCMFLBSHZw/s72-c/The+Vow+Wedding.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>My Parents'Silver Wedding Anniversary</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2012/02/my-parentssilver-wedding-anniversary.html</link><category>diary</category><category>reflection</category><pubDate>Mon, 6 Feb 2012 09:26:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-9041686707901712877</guid><description>by: Christian Duran


My parents Silver Wedding Anniversary was held on January 28, 2012 at Dumaguete City. I traveled from Iloilo (where I am currently staying) to Dumaguete on January 27, 2012 at around 1:30 pm. My two younger brothers and our guest, Richie were a little behind since they still have classes.

Travel time from Iloilo to Dumaguete is roughly 8 hours (an hour ferry ride from </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8P8DIVhy_DyGQqWxndTzKqS4HG18KUHLsPIrExnBfeZPXdTnvzs_nXv_C1vLjXLCTRVtXiqTqv66zIJDo50F3gZB493gtmoFhxcWv-BeL0JxuiaTTXQRUxTtoMKDAyBSsb3bY1UR3tLo/s72-c/silver+wedding+anniversary+rings.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Poets Are not Limited To Words Alone</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2011/11/poets-are-not-limited-to-words-alone.html</link><pubDate>Fri, 18 Nov 2011 10:29:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-6134206432471211949</guid><description>by: Christian Duran


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check my other blog: http//christianrduran.blogspot.com</description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3JEosV0ZVCjKFRkCX-VN5Ygnx6oDFUD0GbfgTqtPXsaS0rm8HwrhkYA0upBvvejfYp-Of7hhP1d6vfz4Ef2MWjGlhyphenhyphenH9W5t2JQlYpsgtgkOa5oeSYdFFVWY_wi4qVx1o4NLnNsUVSuQib/s72-c/alex.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Pacquiao Versus Marquez is Like L.A.Lakers Winning Over Brgy. Ginebra Kings by Just 1 Point!</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2011/11/pacquiao-versus-marquez-is-like.html</link><category>reflection</category><pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2011 15:58:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-8294022311612666241</guid><description>by: Christian Duran




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So, what can i say about the recent Pacquiao-Marquez fight?


I may not be a boxing expert but I understand the sport very well. Roberto Duran's fame was the primary reason why I gain interest for the sport. It really catches your attention when a sports icon or a famous person for that matter shares your last name. When I was a </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1mh1GdImzV4LWTFBxbqQHsiQKmPrmyDrS4B8dWozh_Fz7bB_OLmy7fgLN33A4gTKRQDgH3Uqtz5CH9FWhpNaYJferg8LOdZ5Fz_9E3EulQk8MmI3BC0PBzraEYO80L-nFIFZPzkgSdX0/s72-c/pacquiao_vs_marquez3.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>Always Neglected</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2011/07/always-neglected.html</link><category>diary</category><pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2011 18:05:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-6099217219412316888</guid><description>by: Christian Duran





To My Beloved Driver,


I never left. It's just that you don't need me as of the moment. My presence will just annoy you. You got to see how beautiful life is now that it's sunny outside. 

I just have be contented watching you with your friends laughing your hearts out and enjoying the moment. I know, I will not cross your mind. Don't worry I understand. 

But please </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglciK85xCOjGfx3fpWfDCjFI3gKURfb-I81h-_jiJiS4d2b_mcE6ar1Q_x6BHWfULI2f2M7Z4SuoLlCDptjMa4OT9sojs7lTLV1H_GIKYJYVs7LCD1JdYKAu0vKxVs4LEAuVdUyZoF6eg/s72-c/Sunset_Drive_Wallpaper_bg7u5.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item><item><title>For Life is a Journey</title><link>http://www.yourfinestart.fab-ito.com/2011/07/for-life-is-journey.html</link><category>poetry</category><pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 22:38:00 +0800</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5308169519966769156.post-8383944035977984577</guid><description>by: Christian Duran




You're the one who sacrificed and you're the one paying the price.


Not all people will be aware of how much you care.


You must understand that they're not dumb; they're just numb.


No matter what you do, not everyone will like you.


Don't give room for self-pity. You just have to move on.


There will be a lot of people who will come your way.


Life is a journey.  </description><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyZj1waseYIv4K8Q5bOQeYFPj8X-flyl80bFFi1T_KrSqPzVG3h8IQwSiSu9s8s6YD315ZPHViAcVg_biWE1zR142U2e-eT0XdRbruazs6Ipq4Y34qisQHJujKnGbP1XCJAH5-vGMWLw8/s72-c/journey.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total><author>sooyb.garcia@gmail.com (Sooy Garcia)</author></item></channel></rss>