<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:30:06.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl In Park</title><subtitle type='html'>Fronted by singer/songwriter/guitarist Jaja Manuel, Girl In Park is a Philippines-based alternative rock band with dreamy, melancholy vocals and music that captures both the turbulence and softness of human emotions. Girl In Park is signed to the U.S. label Know-It-All Records at http://www.knowitallrecords.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-113254487350310190</id><published>2005-11-20T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:26:03.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Wide open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Wide Oh(Why?) openCassio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;could you love me more...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;More? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Can we be friends...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;On a journey to Tibet I call "freedom"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Words unsung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hold me close &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Don't let the wind follow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Don't let the wind take us awayCassio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;What the *%$# - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Would you do anything to work out all wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;It's my freedom Cassio! Cassio!Cassio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Can you stomach what I've done, oh, to your soul..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;To your soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Can we drown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Getting caught in muddy waters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ooh and go down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ooh forever in doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Hold me close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Don't let the wind follow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Don't let the wind take us away Cassio..What the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:$#@!"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;$#@!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Is anything worth it at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;It's my freedom Cassio! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cassio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Never let me go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;She's been higherIt's my fault!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;She never let up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;It's my lonely year, its the only salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Ooh yeah, it's my final request&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Going down... Down Going down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My fault, no we're going down! BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Oh we're crashing down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Oh we're crashing down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Oh we're crashing down, down, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Oh we're crashing down, down yeah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Going down... Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Now I know your higher, down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mm bye Cassio...Cassio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-113254487350310190?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/113254487350310190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=113254487350310190' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/113254487350310190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/113254487350310190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post_20.html' title='...'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-113167541781763570</id><published>2005-11-10T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T18:30:20.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVERENDER</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When you've gone about things all wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Bury them here, with a lifetime you would never regret&lt;br /&gt;in savoring sleep, what do you mean i toss and turn everywhere?&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;with pretending that you weren't the world to me&lt;br /&gt;with that you'd call me a liar and in making mistakes&lt;br /&gt;you'll rest incomplete...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;The hand reads seven-thirty&lt;br /&gt;and your night begins to sink in the short but faster fall&lt;br /&gt;anxious but calm retort to a mirror that frames your face&lt;br /&gt;baring the finest swell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And the day begins to break,&lt;br /&gt;like the tears that run across your cheek&lt;br /&gt;stand straight and imagine you then&lt;br /&gt;in things and the way they could have been&lt;br /&gt;when the thoughts they race across your chin&lt;br /&gt;here in the neverend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(before you walk home)&lt;br /&gt;when he's found figuring, will he be home again?&lt;br /&gt;(signal loss and stereo)&lt;br /&gt;with wide open windows will she be waiting for&lt;br /&gt;(the sounds surround the overpass)&lt;br /&gt;with severed arm placement when the day's &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;DARK&lt;/span&gt;, old and dead&lt;br /&gt;(a dead man against you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;we'll write her a letter with long time passing by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;In graver mistakes (i'll be home)&lt;br /&gt;dear mom and dad, i'll write you in this letter that states (i'll be moving on)&lt;br /&gt;when the new day's begun, (new day's begun)&lt;br /&gt;forget your son when he's out on his own&lt;br /&gt;point your gun in another direction&lt;br /&gt;now that you've cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;point your gun in another direction&lt;br /&gt;now that you've cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;here and there&lt;br /&gt;after the fire&lt;br /&gt;after the fire&lt;br /&gt;i'll be home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~DARKEST~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-113167541781763570?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/113167541781763570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=113167541781763570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/113167541781763570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/113167541781763570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lovers, to friends&lt;br /&gt;Secure beyond falling out of love,&lt;br /&gt;Time brings at the last time on earth together.&lt;br /&gt;Let memory lie like sunlight&lt;br /&gt;On this desolation of weeds.&lt;br /&gt;You are raked with pain, but alive, and paintings stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Round the cave of your room; in the shadow&lt;br /&gt;Of death, your death, they are binding&lt;br /&gt;Your life to inviolate space.&lt;br /&gt;For what do we grieve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If death is only an image&lt;br /&gt;In the mirror of time’s abyss,&lt;br /&gt;The prior darkness when earth did not contain us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long, how late we would talk&lt;br /&gt;Of death, love, art, the enchanting&lt;br /&gt;Confusion of mortal questions. We could have talked&lt;br /&gt;For a thousand years, and changed&lt;br /&gt;Our minds a thousand times,&lt;br /&gt;Like Goethe changing “For all must melt away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To nothing,” after his friends&lt;br /&gt;Had it set in golden letters&lt;br /&gt;For a scientific assembly.&lt;br /&gt;I fear those dreams&lt;br /&gt;When those I loved, now dead,&lt;br /&gt;Are speaking to those who died&lt;br /&gt;In earlier times; they did not meet on earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But smile, and know. They bid me:&lt;br /&gt;Restore, repair, remember.&lt;br /&gt;Be with me here as you were, in pain but smiling,&lt;br /&gt;Here where the dying race&lt;br /&gt;Posed stiffly" as grim dolls&lt;br /&gt;For their last likeness, history closing around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sunset paints neglected&lt;br /&gt;Damson and lively thistle,&lt;br /&gt;And the tide returns to send the semaphore crabs&lt;br /&gt;Each to his burrow, flaunting&lt;br /&gt;A pugilistic nipper,&lt;br /&gt;Affirm, “No being can dissolve to nothing.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;R.I.P &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;gramps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-113097847624349122?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-111468111049371857</id><published>2005-04-28T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T02:38:30.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet harmony</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/guitarcoloredsmall.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-111468111049371857?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/111468111049371857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=111468111049371857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=111468090147521638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/111468090147521638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/111468090147521638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2005/04/dont-forget-to-remember.html' title='Dont forget to remember...'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-111098218951850048</id><published>2005-03-16T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T04:17:28.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENDLESS SACRiFiCE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-111098218951850048?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/111098218951850048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=111098218951850048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/111098218951850048'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.accidentalmedia.com/graf/forum/viewtopic.php?t=37&amp;sid=3bd4479db834913bbe3c9bdca61d186d"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.accidentalmedia.com/graf/forum/viewtopic.php?t=37&amp;amp;sid=3bd4479db834913bbe3c9bdca61d186d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hostib.mihopa.com/forums/index.php?mforum=eleoj&amp;showtopic=3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.hostib.mihopa.com/forums/index.php?mforum=eleoj&amp;amp;showtopic=3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://halogenrecords.proboards29.com/index.cgi?board=Reviews&amp;action=display&amp;amp;num=1095196260"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://halogenrecords.proboards29.com/index.cgi?board=Reviews&amp;action=display&amp;amp;num=1095196260&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reviewcentre.com/review134820.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.reviewcentre.com/review134820.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-110603849741578144?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/110603849741578144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=110603849741578144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/110603849741578144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/110603849741578144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2005/01/sequoia-album-review-hmm.html' title='SEQUOiA album review.. hmm..  '/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-110568440616140061</id><published>2005-01-13T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:59:58.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE said..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/shasaid.gif" class="shakeimage" onMouseover="init(this);rattleimage()" onMouseout="stoprattle(this);top.focus()" onClick="top.focus()"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-110568440616140061?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-110568389031604523</id><published>2005-01-13T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T02:12:48.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HE said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img onmouseover="this.style.filter='progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.BasicImage(grayscale=0)'" style="FILTER: progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.BasicImage(grayscale=1)" onmouseout="this.style.filter='progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.BasicImage(grayscale=1)'" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/hesaid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There must be something in the way I feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-110568389031604523?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-110152916425498351</id><published>2004-11-26T20:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T01:02:04.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-110152916425498351?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/110152916425498351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=110152916425498351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/110152916425498351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/110152916425498351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/11/with-you_26.html' title='with you...'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-110033965565631543</id><published>2004-11-13T01:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T01:11:35.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You think you know? But you have no idea...</title><content type='html'>I found out that we are not even sign to KIA... how could they realease SEQUOiA if were not even signed??? hmm.... sux man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-110033965565631543?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/110033965565631543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=110033965565631543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/110033965565631543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/110033965565631543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-think-you-know-but-you-have-no.html' title='You think you know? But you have no idea...'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-110033819258427393</id><published>2004-11-13T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T01:39:32.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some days you want to live, some days you don’t.</title><content type='html'>So you want to die. No, I mean, you don’t even want to go through the hassle of dying. You wish you didn’t exist? If only you could disappear? Suddenly I feel it coming, and I didn’t do anything. So you don’t know how it feels. You should be understanding and let me in peace do the one thing that brings me joy and a sense of completion. I say that if you live with something long enough, it becomes normal... besides, my getting all teary isn’t gonna change anything. It’s done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/earthphases.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~darkmoon(PQ)~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-110033819258427393?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/110033819258427393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=110033819258427393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/110033819258427393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/110033819258427393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/11/some-days-you-want-to-live-some-days.html' title='Some days you want to live, some days you don’t.'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109963761964352511</id><published>2004-11-04T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T22:53:39.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY BAD THiNGS... HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE?</title><content type='html'>TELL ME WHY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109963761964352511?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109963761964352511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109963761964352511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109963761964352511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109963761964352511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/11/why-bad-things-happen-to-good-people.html' title='WHY BAD THiNGS... HAPPEN TO GOOD PEOPLE?'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109824871741688891</id><published>2004-10-19T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T22:19:11.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jack Daniel's Session in Manila</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/sayaweh.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/headbangbevis.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GiP Lives Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl in Park delivered a powerful performance last Friday on Jack Daniel's In Session. Starting off with Aluminum, people instantly drifted up front, obviously familiar with the song's guitar intros. The song would have lasted the whole night, and their fans would have kept bobbing their heads up and down, obviously mesmerized by JA Manuel's nonchalant and graceful presence, backed up by GiP's trademark rhythms. Their version of The Beatles' Dear Prudence also received warm appreciation, especially for the foreigners mingled with the crowd. GiP's guitar creativity and the vocalist's interpretation made the song quite a novelty all over again. The band finished off with Inside of ME, a haunting song which closed the performance with a flourish, leaving the crowd with more to look forward to. Except for Marty McFly and Kiko Machine, no band lived up to the Indie spirit more than GiP did. Honesty and vulnerability are indeed attractive on stage, although lights and blue shades could hide it a little bit. Girl in Park was so classy and attractively aloof, they were meant to hold the audience tranced for 3 songs straight. I, for one, was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by: Erika Cabanawan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109824871741688891?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109824871741688891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109824871741688891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109824871741688891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109824871741688891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/10/jack-daniels-session-in-manila.html' title='The Jack Daniel&apos;s Session in Manila'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109516619056771540</id><published>2004-09-14T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T02:21:19.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Girl in Park’s&lt;br /&gt;BEST &amp; WORST GIGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY Sunshine Reyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Woman's Magazine January 2, 2002)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/outofthesoup.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months after I decided to let go of managing a boy band, whose drummer was a friend of a friend. At first I was hesitant to say yes because of school restraints, and I wasn’t really into band management. A week later, I listened to a rough demo of Forgotten 7th String. I listened to four tracks of mellow, dream-pop songs fronted by ethereal-sounding-female vocals. The sound was promising, but I still wasn’t sure. But in the end I gave in, thinking it wouldn’t hurt to lend a helping hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One weekend, I met up with Boyet Conde (on drums), and Jaja Manuel (vocals/guitars). Boyet is an old friend, but I met Jaja for the first time. I expected someone sulky &amp;amp; snobbish but I was pleasantly surprised. She was wearing a black t-shirt, a stud piercing below her lower lip, colored bids looped around here wrist and silver jewelry – her hair wavy &amp; nonchalantly tied in a pony tail. She also had glasses on. Her smile was warm &amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp; friendly. The band decided to change its name to Girl In Park, a title of a painting under Andy Warhol’s collection. On stage, Jaja in all blue jeans, with her ubiquitous glasses, gently strums her guitar, head bowed, looking up only when she’s about to sing. Often times, she smiles as she sings, probably to lighten up her lyrically-dark songs, one of which is “REST” already a crowd favorite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;If I were to die tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I’ll leave all behind.Nothing seems to matter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Except for the place I’ll take my rest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;I wonder where will I be without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, Q &amp; A with Jaja Manuel, vocalist, guitarist, and reluctant heartthrob of Girl in Park over ice cream- topped crepes and ice tea:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Are you aware that you sing well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (laughs) Actually, I never wanted to sing. I only wanted to play the guitar. &lt;em&gt;Sobrang na-engganyo ako sa&lt;/em&gt; Incubus (a foreign band which she really likes) &lt;em&gt;kaya ever since, kinakapa ko yung mga&lt;/em&gt; songs &lt;em&gt;nila&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Pero ayoko talagang kumanta,&lt;/em&gt; I don’t have the guts. I have stage fright. I hate being notice. I just want to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Q: When was the first time you picked a guitar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Grade 5. &lt;em&gt;Meron akong&lt;/em&gt; classmate &lt;em&gt;na&lt;/em&gt; special kid… autistic… &lt;em&gt;gustong gusto niya yung isang&lt;/em&gt; love song… &lt;em&gt;tapos ‘yung&lt;/em&gt; teacher&lt;em&gt; ko may&lt;/em&gt; guitar &lt;em&gt;at &lt;/em&gt;songhits &lt;em&gt;nu’ng&lt;/em&gt; time &lt;em&gt;na ‘yun. Medyo marunong na ako mag-&lt;/em&gt;chords &lt;em&gt;nu’n eh…&lt;/em&gt; I played this song for my classmate, because I wanted to make him happy. I played his favorite song, &lt;em&gt;nakalimutan ko na kung ano ‘yun, basta&lt;/em&gt; love song. &lt;em&gt;Kay &lt;/em&gt;Tiffany &lt;em&gt;‘ata &lt;/em&gt;(laughs). &lt;em&gt;Tapos naging&lt;/em&gt; theme song &lt;em&gt;pa naming dalawa ‘yun, kaming dalawa kumakanta tapos naawa ako kasi tina-try n’ya talaga kumanta na hindi naman nya kaya, kasi nga&lt;/em&gt; special child&lt;em&gt; siya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Q: Anyone in your family who’s also musically-inclined?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My grandfather, I’m not sure if he sings, but he plays the &lt;em&gt;ukulele&lt;/em&gt; very well. &lt;em&gt;Hindi n’ya kami tinuruan pero sa tingin ko du’n namin nakuha ‘yung pagiging&lt;/em&gt; musically-inclined. My &lt;em&gt;kuya&lt;/em&gt; is a choir director. &lt;em&gt;Kami lang dalawa sa&lt;/em&gt; family ‘&lt;em&gt;yung mahilig sa&lt;/em&gt; music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Q: Besides Incubus, who else do you look up to, in foreign &amp;amp; local scenes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Locally, Cynthia Alexander is the best. &lt;em&gt;At marami pang iba. Pero sa&lt;/em&gt; foreign, &lt;em&gt;syempre si&lt;/em&gt; Björk, Belly, Madder Rose, Elastica…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Q: Who writes the Girl in Park songs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ahhhhhh… ako sa&lt;/em&gt; lyrics. &lt;em&gt;Parang ako na ‘yung naging &lt;/em&gt;in-charge &lt;em&gt;sa&lt;/em&gt; vocals &lt;em&gt;kasi nag-ja&lt;/em&gt;-jam &lt;em&gt;lang naman kami at that time… ako talaga ay isang gitarista lang pero ako na ‘yung umawit para mas &lt;/em&gt;sincere. &lt;em&gt;Para maka-&lt;/em&gt;relate &lt;em&gt;talaga ako sa ginagawa ko.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Q: Your lyrics tend to be brooding. The first time I heard your demo, I remember thinking, “nakakalungkot naman ito.” So, I kept thinking, maybe you’ve so many traumatic relationships and experiences…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (laughs) Actually, those songs (I based) on friends’ stories. &lt;em&gt;Inisip ko lang,&lt;/em&gt; I’m trying to imagine myself in that kind of situation, &lt;em&gt;pero hindi pa naman nangyayari sa ‘kin… siguro masyado lang akong&lt;/em&gt; negative &lt;em&gt;sa mga bagay&lt;/em&gt;, especially when it comes to relationships. &lt;em&gt;Sa tingin ko, hindi talaga nagla&lt;/em&gt;-last&lt;em&gt; mga&lt;/em&gt; relationships, &lt;em&gt;at ‘di ko alam kung bakit nagkakagano’n. Parang sa tingin ko,&lt;/em&gt; you try hard to stay together, &lt;em&gt;pero magbe&lt;/em&gt;-break &lt;em&gt;pa rin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Q: OK. Best and worst gigs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Worst? &lt;em&gt;Sa&lt;/em&gt; Mayrics! When two of my bandmates didn’t show up because they were fighting. &lt;em&gt;Sobrang… hay naku! nu’ng&lt;/em&gt; time &lt;em&gt;na ‘yun,&lt;/em&gt; disband&lt;em&gt; na!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Pinaka-&lt;/em&gt;OK, (San Miguel Beer’s) Oktoberfest opening, &lt;em&gt;sa&lt;/em&gt; Libis. &lt;em&gt;Pinaka-magandang&lt;/em&gt; experience, &lt;em&gt;pinaka-magandang gamit, magandang &lt;/em&gt;stage… it was perfect. But I can’t really say &lt;em&gt;kung ‘yung&lt;/em&gt; sound &lt;em&gt;namin no’n eh ‘yun ‘yung pinaka&lt;/em&gt;-best? &lt;em&gt;Sa tingin ko hindi ‘yun eh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;‘Yung gamit at&lt;/em&gt; experience… &lt;em&gt;parang&lt;/em&gt; Woodstock &lt;em&gt;eh… laki ng&lt;/em&gt; stage… &lt;em&gt;‘yung&lt;/em&gt; place…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Q: At may nag-a-acrobats pa habang tumutugtog kayo, onstage…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (laughs) Oo…&lt;em&gt; hahaha! Natatandaan mo pa pala!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109516619056771540?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109516619056771540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109516619056771540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109516619056771540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109516619056771540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/09/girl-in-parks-best-local-scenesa.html' title=''/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109516522028619126</id><published>2004-09-14T05:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T06:12:03.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cont. II GiP's best &amp; worst gig...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Anyway, who bought your guitar?&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ay, gitara ko… galing sa&lt;/em&gt; Church. &lt;em&gt;Galing ‘ata sa&lt;/em&gt; Singapore, &lt;em&gt;tapos napunta sa ‘kin… wala kasing gumagamit. Maraming&lt;/em&gt; electric guitars &lt;em&gt;du’n sa&lt;/em&gt; Church, &lt;em&gt;di naman madami mga dalawa, tapos ‘yun na lang natira na matino, ako na ‘yung gumamit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: How long do you think will you stick around the band scence?&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ngayon nga naisip ko mag&lt;/em&gt;-lie-low… &lt;em&gt;parang nagsawa ako… parang… hindi ganito ‘yung&lt;/em&gt; lifestyle &lt;em&gt;na gusto ko. Basta gusto ko mag-&lt;/em&gt;create &lt;em&gt;ng&lt;/em&gt; music &lt;em&gt;pero sa ’kin lang. Naisip ko ganito pala ‘yung &lt;/em&gt;feeling &lt;em&gt;na maraming banda… hindi naman marami, dalawa lang pero nakakapagod eh. &lt;/em&gt;(Recently, she was invited to join indie band Pin-up girls, to play guitar and sing backup.) &lt;em&gt;Kuntento na kasi ako sa&lt;/em&gt; Girl in Park, &lt;em&gt;kahit na ganu’n yung mga kabanda ko &lt;/em&gt;(her band mates argue personal problems constantly, prompting her and Boyet to look for replacements).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What do you feel when people come up to you, post-gig? What about that one time, when you were asked for an autograph, for the first time?&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (laughs) &lt;em&gt;Hindi ko alam ‘yung gagawin ko! Hindi ko alam kung seryoso siya o nang-aasar lang. Pero natutuwa talaga ako kasi&lt;/em&gt; it means that we’re appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Can you define your sound?&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (My bandmates and I) have different influences. It’s quite difficult to classify our music. &lt;em&gt;‘Yung&lt;/em&gt; songs, soft ‘&lt;em&gt;yung&lt;/em&gt; sound but my contributions, lyrically, &lt;em&gt;‘yun yung&lt;/em&gt; dark side &lt;em&gt;ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What is Jaja’s dark side?&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I’m secretive. I don’t open up easily to people. I find it difficult to trust. That’s why I come up with those songs, negative &lt;em&gt;ako at&lt;/em&gt; pessimistic at times. Favorite song ko – “Inside of Me”, &lt;em&gt;kasi ‘yun talaga &lt;/em&gt;personality &lt;em&gt;ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Would you recommend your lifestyle to girls of your age?&lt;br /&gt;A: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Syempre, lagi ka nagko&lt;/em&gt;-commute, &lt;em&gt;tapos wala naman pera&lt;/em&gt;… Actually this is not about money &lt;em&gt;eh… pero syempre kelangan mo ‘rin ng pera para may pamasahe&lt;/em&gt; (laughs). It’s the experience and music being the common interest. &lt;em&gt;Kaya ka nag-banda&lt;/em&gt; because you want to create music together and it’s not being popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Last words?&lt;br /&gt;A:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Ahhh…&lt;/em&gt; thank you Shine, &lt;em&gt;kahit pinaghintay mo ’ko ng matagal ngayon&lt;/em&gt; (laughs). No to piracy! And we’re looking for guitar players and bassists… please don’t hesitate to contact us… and I’m doing this for my Mom. She’s my inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109516522028619126?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109516522028619126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109516522028619126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109516522028619126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109516522028619126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/09/cont-ii-gips-best-worst-gig_14.html' title='cont. II GiP&apos;s best &amp; worst gig...'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109454500704060997</id><published>2004-09-07T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:03:50.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Album Review in U.K.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;'Girl In Park' "Sequoia"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- Label: 'Know-It-All Records' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- Genre: 'Indie' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;- Release Date: '8/10/2004'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Our Rating: &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/10stars.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now where did this gem fall from? Certainly not from the decaying mind of Fiona Apple, whose last player was so dreadful that she had to create an unintelligible title so people could remember it. Young vox lass Jaja Manuel shovels the nymphet angle to the curb, unleashing her vitriol without a seatbelt. Nah, we're not talking angst on the level of PJ Harvey, but whispered bleeding wounds on "Letters," "A Little Too Late," and "Miles Apart," &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/airplane.gif" /&gt; complete with an airplane taking off intro that illustrates the growing distance between a couple. I never heard of Girl In Park prior to this disc, and I won't forget them, either. Not a smile in this collection, but misery loves company, as the cliche turns, and depression rarely sounds this pretty. Did "Maps" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs make you weep? Then the hidden bonus cut on "Sequoia" is going to drip the Pacific Ocean into your hanky. This is such a sad record that even Morrissey will most likely bow to its heavy heart. Does a perfect CD exist? It does, and it's here. Happy faces stay away. Find it at http://www.cafepress.com/knowitallrec or http://www.knowitallrecords.com. Remember Tori Amos' "Little Earthquakes"? This is on that same bloody level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;author: Carter Hall&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://64.4.36.250/cgi-bin/linkrd?_lang=EN&amp;lah=42d0683f7fbfd5ac685163faa479ff66&amp;amp;lat=1094878602&amp;amp;hm___action=http%3a%2f%2fwww%2ewhisperinandhollerin%2eco%2euk%2freviews%2freview%2easp%3fid%3d1635" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.whisperinandhollerin.co.uk/reviews/review.asp?id=1635&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109454500704060997?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109454500704060997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109454500704060997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109454500704060997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109454500704060997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/09/album-review-in-uk.html' title='Album Review in U.K.'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109385568230580327</id><published>2004-08-30T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T01:48:02.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"So I may not be the most pleasant seeming little girl on the face of the earth, but: All charming people have something to conceal, usually their total dependence on the appreciation of others."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cyril Connolly (1903 - 1974)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109385568230580327?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109385568230580327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109385568230580327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109385568230580327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109385568230580327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/so-i-may-not-be-most-pleasant-seeming.html' title=''/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109377019004947453</id><published>2004-08-29T01:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T22:20:47.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AMOCRAS celebrates his 28th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A good friend of mine is celebrating his birthday today! Too bad he's got cancer ;-( I just wish that he will get through all of this. To you chef pok8to HAPPY BIRTHDAY... LONG LIVE mah friend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/mond.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109377019004947453?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109377019004947453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109377019004947453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109377019004947453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109377019004947453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/amocras-celebrates-his-28th-birthday_29.html' title='AMOCRAS celebrates his 28th Birthday!'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109351780399207307</id><published>2004-08-26T03:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T21:35:44.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to let you know..</title><content type='html'>“Over the years my technique has become so automatic, so natural, that I don’t need to think about what I’m doing. No, my thoughts wander off wherever they want. I’m usually not in the same place mentally that I appear to be physically.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;&lt;marquee width="150"&gt;~&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;JA of Girl in Park&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109351780399207307?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109351780399207307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109351780399207307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109351780399207307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109351780399207307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/just-to-let-you-know.html' title='Just to let you know..'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109342630720543477</id><published>2004-08-25T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T02:31:47.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;“How I wish that someone would remember my words and record them in a book! Or with a chisel carve my words in stone and write them so that they would last for ever. But I know there is someone in heaven who will come at last to my defense. Even after my skin is eaten by disease, while still in the body I will see my maker. I will see him with my own eyes, and He will not be a stranger.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~JA Manuel~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109342630720543477?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109342630720543477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109342630720543477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109342630720543477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109342630720543477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/how-i-wish-that-someone-would-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109334010786805249</id><published>2004-08-24T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T22:28:20.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Death of a loved One"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Today is my mother's birthday! Too bad she can't be here to celebrate it with us ;-( I am overwhelmed with so much sadness... cause life will never be the same without her.. if only...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/Mariaghost.jpg" style="filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.BasicImage(grayscale=1)" onmouseover="this.style.filter='progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.BasicImage(grayscale=0)'" onmouseout="this.style.filter='progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.BasicImage(grayscale=1)'"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109334010786805249?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109334010786805249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109334010786805249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109334010786805249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109334010786805249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/death-of-loved-one.html' title='&quot;Death of a loved One&quot;'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109297515459866773</id><published>2004-08-19T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T00:18:52.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you think I'm beautiful... hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;If you think I'm beautiful? I might be now, but one day I'll have white hair and blotched skin and plastic teeth and maybe one breast left. If the thought of that appeals to you, then we might talk about hanging out. But if you're into the surface thing, the beauty thing, then I might just have to turn around, snap off your head &amp;amp; eat you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;from the mind of an awakened human being--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/JA-butterfly2.bmp"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109297515459866773?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109297515459866773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109297515459866773' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109297515459866773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109297515459866773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/if-you-think-im-beautiful-hmm.html' title='If you think I&apos;m beautiful... hmm...'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109290095407433427</id><published>2004-08-19T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T22:06:12.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GIP cd's available online via credit card! </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Order Girl In Park's "Sequoia" now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/knowitallrec.12783903"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;http://www.cafepress.com/knowitallrec.12783903&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manila, Philippines' own the Girl In Park &amp; Pin-up Girls have just released new albums on Know-It-All Records, an independent label based in Tacoma, Washington that is receiving substantial attention and praise from folks like "Rock of the '80s" radio pioneer Stephen Rabow, veteran Seattle critic Anthony Kay, music reviewer Jim Corrigan in the U.K., and "Pinoy Rock" radio host Jason Baquilod. The Pin-Up Girls have acquired massive airplay in New Jersey, Washington State, Missouri, and Maine.After the Pin-Up Girls' U.S. debut "Taste Test" sold out last year, Know-It-All Records decided to reissue the album to fans who missed out on it. However, there's a twist "Taste Test: Expanded Menu" now has 11 tracks instead of five, including a number of new recordings such as the gloomy "Pictures" (recalling the Church), "Spacegrrl Superb," and the Ocean Blue-meets-R.E.M. New Wave vibe of "Jackson Pollock 9."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order the Pin-Up Girls' " Taste Test: Expanded Menu" now via creditcard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafepress.com/knowitallrec.12783255"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;http://www.cafepress.com/knowitallrec.12783255&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's an exciting time for Pinoy Rock," said Know-It-All Records' A&amp;amp;R Representative Michael Sutton, who signed both the Pin-Up Girls and Girl In Park to the American-owned label. "These are hard-working, talented artists who deserve a shot at the big time, and we'll do everything we can to accomplish that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Sutton&lt;br /&gt;Publicity/A&amp;amp;RKnow-It-All Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't forget the songs that made you cry. And the songs that saved your life"&lt;br /&gt;- The Smiths- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109290095407433427?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109290095407433427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109290095407433427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109290095407433427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109290095407433427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/gip-cds-available-online-via-credit_19.html' title='GIP cd&apos;s available online via credit card! '/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109238162401269061</id><published>2004-08-12T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T01:58:52.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl in Park on myspace!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Yo! Girl in Park is on myspace.com you can check our songs. Add us up if you want to hear the samples from the album--SEQUOIA. Thank you and God bless 'ya all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:girlinpark_gip@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;girlinpark_gip@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109238162401269061?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109238162401269061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109238162401269061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109238162401269061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109238162401269061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/girl-in-park-on-myspace.html' title='Girl in Park on myspace!!!'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109221490475776555</id><published>2004-08-11T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T18:32:56.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sequoia album is out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Sequoia album is out just check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.knowitallrecords.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;www.knowitallrecords.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt; for more details. CONGRATULATIONS!!! And thank you to those people who make this all possible, you know who you are. CHEERS!!! May the youth of america embrace Filo Music. God speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~JA Manuel of Girl in Park~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109221490475776555?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109221490475776555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109221490475776555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109221490475776555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109221490475776555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/sequoia-album-is-out.html' title='Sequoia album is out...'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109185770193961993</id><published>2004-08-06T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T22:41:51.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl in Park on Friendster!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hi to me ;-) Anyone??? heheheGirl in Park is on friendster! If you happen to like our music you can add us at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:girlinpark_gip@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;girlinpark_gip@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; Feel free to ask the band anything you want. If you haven't heard any of our songs wait til the album comes out this August I think. Check out knowitallrecords.com for more details. Thank you &amp;amp; God bless everyone out there... from all walks of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v439/grlnprk/faces-teeth.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109185770193961993?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109185770193961993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109185770193961993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109185770193961993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109185770193961993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/girl-in-park-on-friendster_06.html' title='Girl in Park on Friendster!'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109160457794498462</id><published>2004-08-04T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T03:24:32.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Know It All website..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;GIRL IN PARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Led by singer/songwriter/guitarist JA Manuel, Girl In Park is a whirlpool of emotions, love and loss expressed through hauntingly beautiful, melancholic vocals and melodic riffs that veer from sunlight shimmer to dark, angst-driven rock. Often compared to the Sundays, the Cranberries, and Madder Rose, Girl In Park explore the dreams and nightmares of everyday living: in other words, the ups and downs of relationships. Girl in Park are actually a more intimate and subtle group than their influences, weaving mood-spinning tales of with lyrics that are straightforward and confessional. Based in Manila, Philippines, Girl In Park was formed from the ashes of a girl group called Dazed &amp; Confused, eventually renamed Dazed. When Dazed split up, Manuel decided to pursue another band. Consisting of Manuel, drummer Boyeth Conde, guitarist Aji Camua, and bassist Jason Tres Reyes, Girl In Park were recently signed to Know-It-All Records not long after Manuel sent the band’s demo to the label’s A&amp;amp;R Representative Michael Sutton. Their Know-It-All Records debut, Sequoia, is a collection of tunes about feelings – ones that hurt and ones that make you daydream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;© 2003 Know It All Records. All rights reserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109160457794498462?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109160457794498462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109160457794498462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109160457794498462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109160457794498462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/08/from-know-it-all-website.html' title='From Know It All website..'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109126013451325736</id><published>2004-07-31T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T18:33:39.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing serious...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;No one is here but me uhmm.. cool ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whatever your heart clings to and confides in, that is really yourGod". Martin Luther (1483-1536)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109126013451325736?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109126013451325736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109126013451325736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109126013451325736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109126013451325736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/07/nothing-serious.html' title='Nothing serious...'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109074464244314502</id><published>2004-07-25T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T04:26:25.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An awesome "Ukelele Player" was born!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hello there! It's my Lolo's birthday too bad we can't be together cause our family is in Gardena cali. But its ok cause were lookin' at the same sky. Loveyou lolo. Btw this is where our musical inclination came from. Long lived gramps mwaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109074464244314502?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109074464244314502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109074464244314502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109074464244314502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109074464244314502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/07/awesome-ukelele-player-was-born.html' title='An awesome &quot;Ukelele Player&quot; was born!!!'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109066267374429721</id><published>2004-07-24T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T06:49:24.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Greetings! Feel free to post anything you want cause this is cool &amp;amp; interesting, thanks to Mikey "The Ear" Sutton. Hope all is well with everyone out there. Til next. God bless... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109066267374429721?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109066267374429721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109066267374429721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109066267374429721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109066267374429721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/07/hi.html' title='Hi....'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693018.post-109034346585727963</id><published>2004-07-20T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T10:11:05.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Girl In Park's Diary</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the online diary of Girl In Park on Know-It-All Records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7693018-109034346585727963?l=girlinpark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/feeds/109034346585727963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7693018&amp;postID=109034346585727963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109034346585727963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7693018/posts/default/109034346585727963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://girlinpark.blogspot.com/2004/07/welcome-to-girl-in-parks-diary.html' title='Welcome to Girl In Park&apos;s Diary'/><author><name>Girl In Park</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10187849737082680835</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
