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I have this fascination for snow globes. It started when I visited San Francisco in year 2000. Was I in love with the place! I wanted to stay there forever – to breathe the cool breeze as I cruised the Golden Gate Bridge. To feel the cold air on my cheeks. To walk the side streets lined with Victorian houses… and to eat giant samurai balls, my favorite (popularly known as takomaki) in Japan town. What can I say? It’s one of my favorite cities.

[DatePublished] => 2006-04-09 00:00:00 [ColumnID] => 134513 [Focus] => 0 [AuthorID] => 1435257 [AuthorName] => JUST BE By Bernadette Sembrano [SectionName] => Entertainment [SectionUrl] => entertainment [URL] => ) [1] => Array ( [ArticleID] => 279175 [Title] => Lessons from a late-bloomer [Summary] => A few years ago, a colleague, Felix, gave me a sampaguita plant in a small pot. He had given me many other plants, but few survived to see the next season of American Idol. The joke is, my thumb will only turn green when I get an in-grown-nail infection, which hasn’t happened yet. A series of maids had also tended to my plants, one of whom had the effect of a solar dryer. Felix, who has a garden as lush as a tropical jungle, begged me to let her stay away from the sampaguita. It was a decree.
[DatePublished] => 2005-05-26 00:00:00 [ColumnID] => 135221 [Focus] => 0 [AuthorID] => 1391760 [AuthorName] => Joanne Rae M. Ramirez [SectionName] => Newsmakers [SectionUrl] => newsmakers [URL] => ) [2] => Array ( [ArticleID] => 278929 [Title] => ‘Auntie Marion’ [Summary] =>
When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
>When tomorrow starts without me
and I’m not here to see...
If the sun should rise and find your
eyes filled with tears for me,
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
the way you did today...
While thinking of the many things
we didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you...
And each time you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me, too. [DatePublished] => 2005-05-24 00:00:00 [ColumnID] => 135221 [Focus] => 0 [AuthorID] => 1391760 [AuthorName] => Joanne Rae M. Ramirez [SectionName] => Newsmakers [SectionUrl] => newsmakers [URL] => ) ) )
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                    [Title] => My snow globes
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I have this fascination for snow globes. It started when I visited San Francisco in year 2000. Was I in love with the place! I wanted to stay there forever – to breathe the cool breeze as I cruised the Golden Gate Bridge. To feel the cold air on my cheeks. To walk the side streets lined with Victorian houses… and to eat giant samurai balls, my favorite (popularly known as takomaki) in Japan town. What can I say? It’s one of my favorite cities.

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When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
>When tomorrow starts without me
and I’m not here to see...
If the sun should rise and find your
eyes filled with tears for me,
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry
the way you did today...
While thinking of the many things
we didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you...
And each time you think of me,
I know you’ll miss me, too. [DatePublished] => 2005-05-24 00:00:00 [ColumnID] => 135221 [Focus] => 0 [AuthorID] => 1391760 [AuthorName] => Joanne Rae M. Ramirez [SectionName] => Newsmakers [SectionUrl] => newsmakers [URL] => ) ) )
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