<?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-7092665581097687747</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:49:19.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ms. Take</title><subtitle type='html'>.....................................
Every step I take is a M-I-S-T-A-K-E</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08519390809080655400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sb3Yt8rhyoI/AAAAAAAAADI/LH1PCKmQqww/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092665581097687747.post-8930829625287854948</id><published>2009-03-12T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:10:21.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>" From A Catterpillar to a Butterfly "</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbnDugKBmDI/AAAAAAAAADA/BzHM892fwIE/s1600-h/j5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312492439133591602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 157px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbnDugKBmDI/AAAAAAAAADA/BzHM892fwIE/s400/j5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Change, as what most of the people now, is the only thing that is constant in this world. Almost everyone and everything changes. A change of physical appearance, a change in attitude, a change in perception and opinion, those are only some of the things that change could do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I also experienced to change. Change to the fact that it nearly reformed who am I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I was in high school, I thought that i was just another normal typical girl with just my wits and my beauty as my tools for survival. But it seems that there is something missing. Yes, indeed, I lack something that some of the people i know have. They have their independence and their own perception in life. My perceptions are often just copied from other people or something that I just heard from my friends. But when I reached college and met with some people who has a much greater experience than i do, I said to myself that I am a human that capable of changing myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the metamorphosis started. I became a much more greater person than before. I found an inspiration of change. An inspiration that forced me to change. And I am eternally thankful to that certain person. Ü..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092665581097687747-8930829625287854948?l=yabyea17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/feeds/8930829625287854948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/froma-catterpillar-to-butterfly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/8930829625287854948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/8930829625287854948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/froma-catterpillar-to-butterfly.html' title='&quot; From A Catterpillar to a Butterfly &quot;'/><author><name>lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08519390809080655400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sb3Yt8rhyoI/AAAAAAAAADI/LH1PCKmQqww/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbnDugKBmDI/AAAAAAAAADA/BzHM892fwIE/s72-c/j5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092665581097687747.post-8262089888781344788</id><published>2009-03-12T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:16:13.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Fairy and Her Fairytale"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbmzeWGKv3I/AAAAAAAAACw/Mx1o_jKx_TE/s1600-h/j4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312474569369108338" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right; width: 191px; height: 166px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbmzeWGKv3I/AAAAAAAAACw/Mx1o_jKx_TE/s320/j4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Do you believe in fairytales? Do you believe in fairies? Do you believe in magic and wishes being granted? If you ask me, I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Way back before, my mother often tells me fairytale. Snow White and the seven dwarfs, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Peter Pan, Beauty and the Beast, you name it. She often starts with this phrase, "Once upon a time on a very far away land, a land very far away from us.." Then my mother would narrate the story from the beginning to the end. I remembered also that there were times wherein i would fall asleep while my mother would tell me a fairytale and the fairytale would continues in my dreams wherein I would be the main character of the story. But often times, i would become more likely to become the fairy, much more than being the main character leading lady of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I pictured out fairies to be like beautiful, fashionable, sexy and has a radiating aura that could make others spirit to be uplifted and be joyful. They have a magic wand and a magic dust which is their tools in performing their magic tricks and fulfilling wishes. They have a very cute smile and a cute face that cold easily make anyone fall in love. But i asked myself, why doesn't the fairy has her own fairytale? It is supposed to be a "FAIRY"-tale, not only being the sidekick of the main character. WHy doesn't the fairy has her own lovestory within a fairytale? Why wouldn't she just use her magic so that he could get the Prince Charming of the main female character of the story?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Maybe because not all people will get their own fairytale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I may have failed in some of my relationship. But still, I am not loosing hope. Just like fairytales, my lovestory will always have a happy ending. And maybe, just maybe, for the first time, i could say that even a fairy like would also have a fairytale of her own. Ü..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                                                     &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbmzmXWPrcI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f1Szc6Jn9e0/s1600-h/j3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312474707143929282" style="width: 121px; height: 153px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbmzmXWPrcI/AAAAAAAAAC4/f1Szc6Jn9e0/s400/j3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092665581097687747-8262089888781344788?l=yabyea17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/feeds/8262089888781344788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/fairy-and-her-fairytale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/8262089888781344788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/8262089888781344788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/fairy-and-her-fairytale.html' title='&quot;A Fairy and Her Fairytale&quot;'/><author><name>lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08519390809080655400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sb3Yt8rhyoI/AAAAAAAAADI/LH1PCKmQqww/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbmzeWGKv3I/AAAAAAAAACw/Mx1o_jKx_TE/s72-c/j4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092665581097687747.post-6750637415346941859</id><published>2009-03-10T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:18:21.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Superheroes are mostly defined as a character that needs actual superhuman powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;For all they know, they a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;re human with a costume that symbolizes their abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can transform into another being to rescue those who are in need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was formerly betrayed and wandered in wrong different way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I thought everything will never be okay and all of my hopes are fading away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I don't believe of what people say that pains, frustrations will vanish in just a matter of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I keep thinking of my deeds and ponder my decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(what did I do wrong to deserve all of these)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ang lagi kong tanong sa sarili ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was been seeking for somebody to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;value me as a special one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;suddenly there came a man without a mask nor a shield and weapons that fights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;for any battle, but immediately come up to rescue me with his bare mighty arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(hindi nga lang siya ganon ka macho, pero nailigtas niya naman ako! oh, diba?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things that made me weak before are the things now which I am looking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(para my napag-tatawan ako) hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hero is not an ordinary one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;-he can defeat even batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My hero was born for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;                                               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;-he makes me feel that I am worthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sbc0EYxY0fI/AAAAAAAAACI/gPrm7yngSww/s1600-h/batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sbc0EYxY0fI/AAAAAAAAACI/gPrm7yngSww/s320/batman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311771535480508914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I am grateful for his master for choosing him as my savior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092665581097687747-6750637415346941859?l=yabyea17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/feeds/6750637415346941859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/superhero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/6750637415346941859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/6750637415346941859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/superhero.html' title='Superhero'/><author><name>lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08519390809080655400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sb3Yt8rhyoI/AAAAAAAAADI/LH1PCKmQqww/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sbc0EYxY0fI/AAAAAAAAACI/gPrm7yngSww/s72-c/batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092665581097687747.post-2730360368623350220</id><published>2009-03-09T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:41:25.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The person that will never be replaced</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Two years have passed my longing for that person is never changing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;My world before was heaven, I didn't ask for something more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I was very contented and satisfied for everything I have in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Though I seemed to be silly and hard headed before I know that I love the people that surrounds me and I appreciate all the things that is being done for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;My favorite part in the house is bedroom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"dun ko kasi nayayakap ang mala-bulaklak kong mga unan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;My favorite thing to do at home is sleeping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"magkatabi kasi kami matulog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;My favorite snack is bread,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;"magkasalo kasi kaming kumain"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;There's a lot of things that was lost when my mom died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss everything that she used to do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Those sweet voice which I would always love to hear calling "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Palangging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;" and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;when I'm beaten up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi siya magdadalawang isip na sumugod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;kung sino man ang walang hiyang umaapi sa akin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;kaya din ata ako matapang kasi my mommy ako eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d-a-t-e-h!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbaPJcd78fI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JPGHYdLkGws/s1600-h/mother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbaPJcd78fI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JPGHYdLkGws/s320/mother.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311590202953429490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I look a lot like her and maybe it's one of the reasons why my dad loves me more than my siblings. haha.. With my mom, I felt being loved and secure that no harm could even attempt to come near to us. Even though my mom seemed to be that cruel, I had never tried punished by her and heard ungodly words from her mouth. I miss chatting with her but now that she's gone all I can do is to talk to her through praying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I may not hear advice from her, I may take no more response but I know within myself that she will be my guide all through out the way of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;She is always be in my prayer and she will never be forgotten and be replaced even if I am going to have a step mom soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I kept on praying that when the time comes that we are going to be together again, we would still continue our life&lt;/span&gt; in a real heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092665581097687747-2730360368623350220?l=yabyea17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/feeds/2730360368623350220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/person-that-will-never-be-replaced.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/2730360368623350220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/2730360368623350220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/person-that-will-never-be-replaced.html' title='The person that will never be replaced'/><author><name>lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08519390809080655400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sb3Yt8rhyoI/AAAAAAAAADI/LH1PCKmQqww/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbaPJcd78fI/AAAAAAAAABQ/JPGHYdLkGws/s72-c/mother.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092665581097687747.post-1642454434246301029</id><published>2009-03-02T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:40:41.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a Looser</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbDZr6wNY2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/pHXzrjFQnmU/s1600-h/pessimistic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 88px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbDZr6wNY2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/pHXzrjFQnmU/s320/pessimistic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309983309198877538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm going to give up, I'm almost there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I know that there's a big chance that "THEY" don't like me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;di naman ako humahangad na pumapel sa buhay nila.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;What I am trying to ask is just a simple smile from their frowning face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Since they could never show me some, all I can do is to slap into their faces what they are trying to ask from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;me &lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit hindi ko naman alam kung paano&lt;/span&gt;'  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I may do wrong, there may be pain that I could not bare but it is all I wanted to do. I may cause pain to someone but sacrificing is a big factor in showing something REAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Robot, luxury car, diamonds, expensive stuffs can be bought in exchange of euro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;chocolates, candies, key chain, cheap stuffs are common,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;everyone can afford to buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;if you were to be ask what would you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing else we would want but of course those shimmering in the eye, the costly one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What if you have the power to give it all, yet you can never happen to expect in return. There is just something in your HEART that is pulling you to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Why won't you try to consult an ANTI-OBSESSIVE man? hahahaha....  (I am just making things complicated) maybe that's the reason why obsessed people are standing still and busy digging up with some blah blah.. They are lazy enough to consult an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ANTI-OBSESSIVE man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. hehe. According to my friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;if you do not have intentions at the back of your mind you would not spend time finding another ways with that blah blah..  dibah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the lesson we might learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;is nothing! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mabuhay ang mga insecure! isali na rin ang mga Obsess&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092665581097687747-1642454434246301029?l=yabyea17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/feeds/1642454434246301029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost-looser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/1642454434246301029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/1642454434246301029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/03/almost-looser.html' title='Almost a Looser'/><author><name>lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08519390809080655400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sb3Yt8rhyoI/AAAAAAAAADI/LH1PCKmQqww/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbDZr6wNY2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/pHXzrjFQnmU/s72-c/pessimistic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7092665581097687747.post-9222799336014553701</id><published>2009-02-23T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T00:17:16.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My name is being here without knowing someth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ing to put on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt; Let me just say something about how my mind is working today.&lt;br /&gt;"blahhhh..." I've got nothing in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I could never focus to a task given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is an instruction from a teacher, instructor or even from a friend, I can't immediately figure it out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; my reactions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; are so far away with their topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and sometimes out-of-place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi naman ako ganon ka bobo. pero bat ganon? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It may be funny and I even laugh at myself because of being slow. I don't have an idea how to make myself better and how to escape from feeling this weird thing. Maybe through this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gagaan ang loob ko. masarap pala kapag nailalabas ang tinatago.* LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbDahi2mTKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/XMISA1EoX9k/s1600-h/stranger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 122px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbDahi2mTKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/XMISA1EoX9k/s320/stranger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309984230496160930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I admit that I am pessimistic, maybe because of my past which I have incountered terribly.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;terrible&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;? (nakaka-loka kasi) madami-dami na rin akong napagdaanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With my 19 years of service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dito sa mundo, &lt;/span&gt;I don't think I have contributed something good and it makes me feel bad. I don't accept critisms before until I've learned how to become open to other's opinion. It made me a better person somehow, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pero sa sobrang pakikinig ko nga lang dun, naubusan na rin ako ng powers. &lt;/span&gt;It leads me to have a poor confidence.(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kakalungkot&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; -kaya kayo.. be aware ha? tirahan nyo konti sarili nyo, pagkatiwalaan nyo mga kakayahan niyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know that I am not strong enough in handling my own self, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bunso kasi &lt;/span&gt;but if not because of my present friendssssss I won't be standing still. I am very much thankful for having them. Thank you ah? you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For those who have concerns or criticisms,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; huwag na kayong kumontra! baguhan lang ako dito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7092665581097687747-9222799336014553701?l=yabyea17.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/feeds/9222799336014553701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-being-here-without-knowing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/9222799336014553701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7092665581097687747/posts/default/9222799336014553701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yabyea17.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-name-is-being-here-without-knowing.html' title='Stranger'/><author><name>lovely</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08519390809080655400</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='13' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/Sb3Yt8rhyoI/AAAAAAAAADI/LH1PCKmQqww/S220/pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2qNbJBRsWAQ/SbDahi2mTKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/XMISA1EoX9k/s72-c/stranger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
