<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-8255574429575083997</id><updated>2024-12-19T11:31:39.711+08:00</updated><category term="Insights"/><category term="Everyday Life"/><category term="Relationship"/><category term="school"/><category term="journal"/><category term="composition"/><category term="Goals"/><category term="blessing"/><category term="happiness"/><category term="poetry"/><category term="waiting"/><category term="God"/><category term="Friends"/><category term="first"/><category term="list"/><category term="struggle"/><category term="you"/><category term="FEU-EAC"/><category term="disappointment"/><category term="random"/><category term="tumblr"/><category term="Christian Music"/><category term="family"/><category term="Global Youth"/><category term="Movie"/><category term="birthday"/><category term="jealousy"/><category term="letter for my future boyfriend"/><category term="love"/><category term="review"/><category term="video"/><category term="criticism"/><category term="him"/><category term="questionnaire"/><category term="sign"/><category term="year-end"/><category term="Allegiant"/><category term="Starting over again"/><category term="acapella"/><category term="boyfriend"/><category term="checklist"/><category term="choice"/><category term="cover"/><category term="dear john"/><category term="deer john"/><category term="dream"/><category term="goodbye"/><category term="height"/><category term="height problems"/><category term="hhn"/><category term="human heart nature"/><category term="ilocos"/><category term="ilocos norte"/><category term="insight"/><category term="iza calzado"/><category term="maroon 5"/><category term="movie review"/><category term="music"/><category term="payphone"/><category term="photography"/><category term="photoset"/><category term="piolo pascual"/><category term="questions"/><category term="reasons why i hate being tall"/><category term="sbo"/><category term="soundcloud"/><category term="stand"/><category term="sunflower oil"/><category term="toni gonzaga"/><category term="travel"/><category term="tris"/><category term="vacation"/><category term="words"/><title type='text'>i am wapple</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-1457457575631179121</id><published>2016-06-30T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2016-06-30T04:16:10.412+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="hhn"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="human heart nature"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sbo"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sunflower oil"/><title type='text'>Human Heart Nature Sunflower Beauty Oil Review</title><content type='html'>Since this is my first product review ever, why not start with one of my favorite products of all time?&lt;br /&gt;
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I present to you Human Heart Nature Sunflower Beauty Oil :)&lt;br /&gt;
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First and foremost, I&#39;d like to give you an overview of my skin type and beauty regime. Since everybody has different skin types therefore using products could have different results to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a normal skin type. And I very rarely have pimples. As I take it from my Mom, this would be the result of all those tomato juices I hated when I was a child. (*Yikes!*) But still, one would pop out from time to time especially when Aunt Flo is coming ;) And no, even if I stay up late until morning, no pimples! Just horrible bags ha-ha!&lt;br /&gt;
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As for my regime, hmm.. as gross and weird it may sound, I do not do anything with my face. I&#39;d have episodes like once or twice in 2 weeks where I&#39;d be &lt;i&gt;masipag&lt;/i&gt; enough to wash my face (with my body soap). Sometimes when I feel like when I sweat and stayed out too much, I&#39;d feel like Manila pollution is all over my face and I&#39;d use a cleanser. More or less 5 times a month.&lt;br /&gt;
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But as I have read from time and time again, every woman should moisturize, moisturize and lastly, moisturize. And as they say, &quot;You should start young&quot;. That&#39;s why I had to hunt for a good moisturizer for the face. That is when I came across HHN Sunflower Beauty Oil.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Product Description (from their website):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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100% Natural | Hypoallergenic&lt;br /&gt;
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Do you believe in miracles? How about 23 in a single bottle?&lt;br /&gt;
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Our premium and best-selling Sunflower Beauty Oil is 100% natural and packed with vitamins A, D &amp;amp; E that help moisturize and nourish your skin to give it that healthy glow -- without any harmful chemicals. It’s so effective and so versatile, the uses are endless! What kind of miracles, you ask? Well for starters it…&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Helps lighten dark undereye circles&lt;br /&gt;
2. Helps lighten dark spots &amp;amp; pimple marks&lt;br /&gt;
3. Undereye moisturizer&lt;br /&gt;
4. Helps prevent &amp;amp; diminish the appearance of stretch marks&lt;br /&gt;
5. Helps soften and lighten underarms&lt;br /&gt;
6. Softens feet soles, knees &amp;amp; elbows&lt;br /&gt;
7. Removes stubborn makeup&lt;br /&gt;
8. Overall body moisturizer&lt;br /&gt;
9. Helps diminish fine lines around the eyes&lt;br /&gt;
10. Helps soften cuticles and dry skin&lt;br /&gt;
11. Makes skin glow and helps keep it youthful&lt;br /&gt;
12. Helps relax tired, puffy eyes&lt;br /&gt;
13. Helps relieve itch &amp;amp; redness caused by insect bites&lt;br /&gt;
14. Nourishes &amp;amp; conditions eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;
15. Helps lighten dark lips&lt;br /&gt;
16. Adds shine to dull hair&lt;br /&gt;
17. Helps ease dry &amp;amp; itchy scalp&lt;br /&gt;
18. Helps improve skin condition after sunburn&lt;br /&gt;
19. Smoothens dry, rough skin from shaving&lt;br /&gt;
20. Helps calm skin &amp;amp; ease rashes&lt;br /&gt;
21. Helps relieve symptoms of skin infections&lt;br /&gt;
22. Helps hydrate dry patches on face&lt;br /&gt;
23. Helps lighten lesions and scars&lt;br /&gt;
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Can’t seem to fit your entire beauty routine in your carry-on? Problem solved! Our premium and best-selling Sunflower Beauty Oil is super effective and versatile, it’s got endless uses! Convenient to carry around when traveling, it helps soothe insect bites from a day of hiking in the great outdoors, helps relieve skin damaged by sunburn, helps hydrate dry patches, helps relieve skin inflammation and itchiness, and helps heal skin infection!&lt;br /&gt;
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Is there anything our Beauty Oil can&#39;t do?&lt;br /&gt;
Did You Know?Mineral oil, commonly used in personal care products, can actually clog pores. It works by sitting on the skin’s surface, thus blocking pores and impeding the skin’s ability to release toxins. It also dries skin and speeds up premature skin ageing. Switch to nature&#39;s alternative - sunflower oil!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Experience:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I only intended to use this product on my face especially on my dark circles. But I tried to put an even coat to my face. And I was amazed when I woke up the next day! My face was so soft and supple. It&#39;s as if I put on a facial mask the last night. It felt as if my pores minimized. It was amazing! From then on, I tried to put it all over my body and hair as a moisturizer. But since I am very &lt;i&gt;tamad&lt;/i&gt;, I&#39;ll just put it everytime I feel like to. And everytime I do, I always wake up with a radiant face :)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Likes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;100% natural&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Filipino-made product&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Inexpensive&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;No icky feeling&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Absorbed by the skin easily&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Over-all moisturizer&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Dislikes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;The packaging. I do not know what happens but the pump somehow gets broken so it leaks when not stored in an upright position&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;After awhile, it smells like adobo. But very faintly.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;you could try to incorporate it into your everyday lotion. I always have this feeling whenever I apply lotion that it feels dry right after I put it on. So i tried to add a pump of sunflower oil whenever I put on lotion. And it did the trick!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;use a pump (depending on the length) on your damp hair and say goodbye to frizzy hair! Just remember not to use too much since it is still oil and it will feel really icky if it&#39;s too much.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;to prevent the adobo smell, try storing it in the refrigerator.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Price:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
For the 50mL - P149.75&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 100mL - P274&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Where to buy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;Online -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://humanheartnature.com/buy/index.php/sunflower-beauty-oil.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;HHN website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Robinsons Supermarket&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Sesou kiosks -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/sesounaturesource/info/?entry_point=page_nav_about_item&amp;amp;tab=page_info&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;branches&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;And I recently discovered that they are now FINALLY available to Shopwise. (I feel like it won&#39;t be long before they become available to other groceries as well.)&lt;/li&gt;
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Would I buy again? Definitely! This is indeed a great product. I&#39;ll just have to learn to apply it religiously to achieve better results. Maybe if I do, I&#39;d be able to attest to their &quot;23 Miracles&quot; ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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So..... there you go. I&#39;ll be writing reviews on products that I use and cross your fingers, because I&#39;d also want to write about my travels and DIY&#39;s ;)&lt;br /&gt;
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See you! xx</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/4923233192536269343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/4923233192536269343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4923233192536269343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4923233192536269343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2016/06/my-opinion-matters-chaaar.html' title='My opinion matters! (Chaaar!)'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-5639227628715481300</id><published>2015-10-31T16:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2015-10-31T16:10:08.592+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="composition"/><title type='text'>Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;There are so many things I want to be that I can&#39;t focus to one.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many things I wanted to see that my vision turned blurry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are so many things I wanted to feel that my heart is wavering.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are things in this world that can&#39;t and won&#39;t.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But here I am desiring all those things.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/5639227628715481300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/5639227628715481300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/5639227628715481300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/5639227628715481300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2015/10/things.html' title='Things'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-1100250383855082652</id><published>2014-06-12T04:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2014-11-12T00:31:38.928+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Confused Child</title><content type='html'>I never had problems growing up in a broken family.&lt;br&gt;
Until I realized that having a family like this isn&#39;t normal.&lt;br&gt;
My life isn&#39;t normal.&lt;br&gt;
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I grew up thinking that this set-up is fairly normal. That my classmates and friends&#39; families are all like this. That you don&#39;t see much of your father. You&#39;ll have few days a month that gradually became once or twice a year. But still I thought, that was normal.&lt;br&gt;
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However, I started noticing things. Like for example, why do my cousins have their fathers everyday at home? Why mine isn&#39;t? I even began to get confused who are my real parents. I&#39;ve been taught to call my aunts and uncles Mommy and Daddy. Later on, I would go to their respective family gatherings. I thought my cousin&#39;s cousins are my own as well. There was also this couple who don&#39;t have a child told me I was their daughter. And of course --wait for it!-- I believed them. I never told that to my parents. That should break their hearts, eh?&lt;br&gt;
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As the years go by, I developed a tiny little monster in my heart called jealousy. You see, I witness my classmates everyday having a normal family life. All those stories they have, family day thingy, having meals together, being dropped off to school on their very first day of school, celebrating Christmas, birthdays, and every holiday that you could think of.&lt;br&gt;
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And speaking of first day of school, everyone have their little stories right? How your Mom or Dad dropped you off and they stayed just by the window so you wouldn&#39;t cry? Well sadly, I do not have that one. Because no one was watching me through that window on my first day. I have no one to look at when I got scared. Imagine the horror of being locked up in a room with kids you don&#39;t even know who probably have someone ogling at them by the window and a teacher who&#39;s pretending to like every kid in that hell room. It was the scariest thing ever. So my green-eyed monster were all over the place as I grew up.&lt;br&gt;
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Another con of growing up in a broken family would be you are not used to affection. I do not know if it&#39;s like that with everyone, but it is for me. So if you get this feeling that I am a cold blooded human being without even an ounce of sweetness in my system, you know who to blame. I grew up this way.&lt;br&gt;
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People don&#39;t realize how painful it is to grow up in a broken family. Sadly, most of the people make fun of it. Instead of making them--us complete by showing us a little love, yet you taunt us, remind us that we aren&#39;t complete, that we&#39;ll never be complete...because we don&#39;t have what you have. A family.&amp;nbsp;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/1100250383855082652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/1100250383855082652' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/1100250383855082652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/1100250383855082652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2014/06/confessions-of-confused-child.html' title='Confessions of a Confused Child'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-1929665558003079435</id><published>2014-04-12T05:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2014-04-12T05:34:02.580+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disappointment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FEU-EAC"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="struggle"/><title type='text'>Third Trimester</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This term brought me to another crossroad of my life. Put me in the brink of giving up (again for the nth time), stressed me to death (well, I&#39;m not literally dead but I wished I was), made me realize that this is not what I w&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Helvetica Neue Light&#39;, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;ant to do for the rest of my life, made me feel how worthless I am, and, made me want to end my life thinking I could start over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Helvetica Neue Light&#39;, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Helvetica Neue Light&#39;, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Mad, eh? I must be having some mental problems right now. I feel like my life is so messed up that I just want to escape everything, everyone. I want everything to end. All my life I&#39;ve been disappointing everyone. They are always expecting great things from me. But how can I do such things? I have nothing. I am nothing. I don&#39;t want to continue disappointing all of you. I am not what you think I am. I can do nothing. I am sorry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Helvetica Neue Light&#39;, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &#39;Helvetica Neue Light&#39;, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/1929665558003079435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/1929665558003079435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/1929665558003079435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/1929665558003079435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2014/04/third-trimester.html' title='Third Trimester'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-4236988559870977624</id><published>2014-03-27T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2014-03-28T03:41:34.088+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Allegiant"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="boyfriend"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="choice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="him"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tris"/><title type='text'>Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCaL7ies_Ch8_pYEyY63A6_17SrNqnKrzXk-IaI0XFOjzZtZloWLiAgKNZ7a5U6GPXSig7RJ8ZCpHIfh83NRkeQdPACNWirt2K_KMCss9_rq7jZVoj1tx8X04NAI0flm1OgzUaTx9Sa99T/s640/blogger-image-1766234570.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCaL7ies_Ch8_pYEyY63A6_17SrNqnKrzXk-IaI0XFOjzZtZloWLiAgKNZ7a5U6GPXSig7RJ8ZCpHIfh83NRkeQdPACNWirt2K_KMCss9_rq7jZVoj1tx8X04NAI0flm1OgzUaTx9Sa99T/s640/blogger-image-1766234570.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;Excerpt from Allegiant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;Months before I read these lines on the book, I posted almost the same lines in my blog. And 3 months after, I failed to make that choice. I kept thinking something was wrong with us. That we are falling apart. That we were just afraid to admit it to ourselves. But I feel so ashamed to have felt that way. I wish I could take back that day and choose differently. I realized that we don&#39;t have a problem. I just think that we have! It&#39;s really just me and my overthinking nature (can&#39;t help it. Sorry.) And I am sorry. Because I knew that I have hurt you in some way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both;&quot;&gt;I love you. And that is what I choose for today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/4236988559870977624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/4236988559870977624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4236988559870977624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4236988559870977624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2014/03/choice.html' title='Choice'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCaL7ies_Ch8_pYEyY63A6_17SrNqnKrzXk-IaI0XFOjzZtZloWLiAgKNZ7a5U6GPXSig7RJ8ZCpHIfh83NRkeQdPACNWirt2K_KMCss9_rq7jZVoj1tx8X04NAI0flm1OgzUaTx9Sa99T/s72-c/blogger-image-1766234570.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-5205179447802831254</id><published>2014-03-05T03:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2014-03-05T03:01:07.525+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="composition"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="questions"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="words"/><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, words are funny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;You think about a lot what to say and how to say it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But in the end, it&#39;s how people accept the words you&#39;ve uttered to them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They say you&#39;ve got to tell what you feel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But do they know the magnitude of every word that you have said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do they feel your pain? Your anger? Have you shared your happiness through your words?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think not.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now tell me, how do I express myself with words?&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/5205179447802831254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/5205179447802831254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/5205179447802831254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/5205179447802831254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2014/03/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-4695273538357910550</id><published>2014-02-26T06:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2014-03-04T05:23:33.220+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="insight"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="iza calzado"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="movie review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piolo pascual"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="review"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Starting over again"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="toni gonzaga"/><title type='text'>Why everyone loved Starting Over Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, I watched it twice and I could say that If given a chance, I would watch it again. I loved the movie! (I think everyone did). Here are my personal reasons why I love it:&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Toni G.&#39;s humor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;•She&#39;s very funny dibaaaaa? My personal favorite is the Mama mary part. Hahahaha! However, during the confrontation with Iza, I always wait for her punchline. Just to realize the scene was serious pala. Haha! And also, I can relate to her character Ginny. Very assuming. Haha! I&#39;m very much like her. Always thinking that there is always a hidden meaning behind everything that happens. Every little act from the guy. Always deciphering what he said. And very much patay na patay to Marco.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.Piolo is very handsome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;•Not a Piolo fan but still, he&#39;s gwapo. Admit it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.Iza&#39;s very classy character.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;•Very,very classy. Patty and Ginny&#39;s confrontation was very refreshing. It wasn&#39;t the usual sigawan, sabunutan and agawan. It was Iza who carried the whole confrontation. Her in-your-face lines for Ginny, how she described her love for marco, everything was classy and sophisticated. And also her and Marco&#39;s convo at the hospital. Her lines were perfect!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I did not like the whole accident thingy. Everything was okay then bam! Let&#39;s insert the trademark of Filipino movies. I wish they thought of something else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.Realistic ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;•I know there are some people who were disappointed how the movie ended. Hopeless romantics! Here&#39;s the truth: if your past comes back to your life, it does not necessarily mean that you should continue your story with them. If they already left once, they would do that again. Wag mong sabihing pagsubok lang yung paghihiwalay nyo. Tapos na kayo. OKAY?? Si Popoy at Basha lang ang may karapatang magbalikan. Jk. Hindi ba pwedeng napadaan lang ulit sya buhay mo? Assuming masyado. PSP guys. Past Is Past. Move on. Let it go.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.Paul Soriano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; •I was amazed he agreed to do a cameo role. Kinilig ako swear! Maybe because they are real-life couples. But, I don&#39;t know if it&#39;s just me but I think Paul&#39;s foundation was too thick. Okay bye.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.Because I can relate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; •Because I feel like I am Patty. Being his present and all. Because like all girlfriends (present tense), I want to defend the future tense against the past tense (if you know what I mean).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/4695273538357910550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/4695273538357910550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4695273538357910550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4695273538357910550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2014/02/why-everyone-loved-starting-over-again.html' title='Why everyone loved Starting Over Again'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-1281240596977861682</id><published>2013-12-30T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2013-12-30T06:32:55.714+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blessing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="him"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="journal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationship"/><title type='text'>How Do You Know You Love Someone?</title><content type='html'>December 17, 2013 &amp;nbsp;10:49PM&lt;br /&gt;
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QUESTION: How do you know you love someone?&lt;br /&gt;
•It is when you were together the whole day and yet the moment he leaves, you miss him already.&lt;br /&gt;
•You keep buying time for you to be together.&lt;br /&gt;
•You hate waiting but when it&#39;s him, you have all the patience in the world.&lt;br /&gt;
•Having a good laugh about anything and everything all the time.&lt;br /&gt;
•You don&#39;t mind him farting in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;
•You could actually pick his nose.&lt;br /&gt;
•You&#39;ll realize that you could possibly say, &quot;I&#39;ll just take a dump&quot; and &quot;I love you&quot; in just one go&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;without him freaking out about you being gross.&lt;br /&gt;
•Always getting mad at him for the silliest reasons. (HAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;
•You have these wrestling matches that always end up with &quot;I love you&#39;s&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
•You can perfectly see his flaws and yet, you love every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;
•Watching him sleep and think, &quot;I wouldn&#39;t mind seeing this face every time I wake up. Even if he &amp;nbsp;snores very loud.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
•His happiness means a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;
•You still care about him even when you&#39;re angry.&lt;br /&gt;
•Getting jealous over anything. A hug, hi, bye, glance, text, phone call, and even facebook likes! &amp;nbsp;(HAHAHA)&lt;br /&gt;
•Regretting all the choices you&#39;ve made in your life but thinking, &quot;If I didn&#39;t choose that path, I wouldn&#39;t &amp;nbsp;have met him. All my choices led me to him.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
•When something good or bad happens, he&#39;s the first one you think about to share it with.&lt;br /&gt;
•You&#39;re willing to go somewhere you hate. (e.g. auto shops, computer shops, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;
•You risk being yourself when you&#39;re with him.&lt;br /&gt;
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But really, how do you know you love someone? When you were able to write all of these pointless answers because of a certain person? Or maybe, you wrote all of this down to subtlety tell him all your weird gestures was actually because you love him. But now that I think of it, my silly answers wouldn&#39;t be able to define the depth of the question. And I am sure that not everyone would be able to relate from it. Love is a very profound emotion that comes in different shapes and sizes. Everyone has their own definition of it.&lt;br /&gt;
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As for me, how do I know i love someone? Easy peasy.&lt;br /&gt;
At the end of the day, I choose to love him. And anticipate the following day to prove it. Because love, and staying in love with him is always a choice. Loving someone will always be our choice.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/1281240596977861682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/1281240596977861682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/1281240596977861682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/1281240596977861682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2013/12/how-do-you-know-you-love-someone.html' title='How Do You Know You Love Someone?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-6475974354541502634</id><published>2013-10-08T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2013-10-08T22:49:32.661+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="goodbye"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="journal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="you"/><title type='text'>Goodbye Orange</title><content type='html'>I never thought that the time will come that I will write this. For the past seven years of my life, I was certain that I won&#39;t say goodbye to. But now, the tables have turned. I bid you goodbye. Not because we won&#39;t see each other anymore, but because I won&#39;t be looking at you the way that I looked at you before.&lt;br /&gt;
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Seven years. Seven long years. I will not say nor will you ever hear me say that I wasted my precious time on you. Because I admit that I have learned so m,any things in that span of time. And believe me, I learned it the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have always dreamt that I would spend the rest of my life with you. That you would miraculously fall in love with me. Haha! Every love song was about you, you were the starring role to every romantic fantasy that I had. It was you. It has always been you.&lt;br /&gt;
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There are pros and cons of loving you. The perks would be, I was able to preserve myself. If I weren&#39;t waiting for you to court me, I would prolly had boyfriends here and there. No matter how many guys tried to, I rejected every single one of them because I only want you for me. Second, I learned to wait. And wait. And wait... However, loving you made the biggest impact in my life. I lost myself in the process. My self-esteem reached its lowest point. Because you constantly ignore me, I thought something was wrong with me. That I am simply not good enough for you and I am not worthy to be loved by anyone. Up to now, my insecurities are eating me inside. I always ask myself what do I lack as a person that you haven&#39;t even bothered to look at me. Why can&#39;t you love me back?&lt;br /&gt;
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Question: Did I fall out of love?&lt;br /&gt;
Answer: Yes. I got tired of loving someone who can&#39;t love me in return. I was always the one giving my love. Maybe it&#39;s time that I experience how to be loved...even if it&#39;s not from you. And yes, I already love someone else.&lt;br /&gt;
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Goodbye Orange. Thank you for the 7year-roller coaster ride of my feelings. I truly loved you. But I guess, this is our goodbye. And again, I thank you for letting me feel sad because I can compare how happy I am now with him.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/6475974354541502634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/6475974354541502634' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/6475974354541502634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/6475974354541502634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2013/10/goodbye-orange.html' title='Goodbye Orange'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-7400982523626124748</id><published>2013-02-25T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2013-02-25T01:31:40.844+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="composition"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="waiting"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="you"/><title type='text'>We&#39;re Running In Circles</title><content type='html'>We&#39;re running in circles ever since we met&lt;br /&gt;
I was always trailing before you&lt;br /&gt;
It&#39;s a surprise that I never get tired.&lt;br /&gt;
I do catch my breath sometimes&lt;br /&gt;
When I do, I always see you further away from me&lt;br /&gt;
And I insanely do my best to keep up with you.&lt;br /&gt;
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We&#39;re on our seventh lap,&lt;br /&gt;
Seventh time in this circle.&lt;br /&gt;
Seventh season. Seventh stretch.&lt;br /&gt;
Weariness will never be my option.&lt;br /&gt;
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What if stay here at my spot?&lt;br /&gt;
What if I stop running before you?&lt;br /&gt;
Will you finish that one last lap and be with me?&lt;br /&gt;
You, drawing near to me is inevitable&lt;br /&gt;
We&#39;re running in circles after all.&lt;br /&gt;
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To be continued...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/7400982523626124748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/7400982523626124748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/7400982523626124748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/7400982523626124748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2013/02/were-running-in-circles.html' title='We&#39;re Running In Circles'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-4494518295799843418</id><published>2013-01-11T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2013-01-12T00:05:33.446+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="composition"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="criticism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disappointment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="struggle"/><title type='text'>Chameleon</title><content type='html'>Hey there! I&#39;m a chameleon. But I&#39;m not the ordinary chameleon that you know. Instead of changing colors, I found a way to interact with people. People are usually scared of me because of my looks. But this strategy I&#39;m using, ha! They all love me! Though sometimes, I admit, I cannot win their hearts..which is frustrating. You see, I lose myself in this process. I can be the rowdy chameleon you want! Or the meekest creature you know of. The ears that you need, or the adviser that you seek. I can be the perfect chameleon for you. I can be whatever you want me to be. And yet, why am I still rejected? After all the adjustments I made, the alterations that I did...Why?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/4494518295799843418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/4494518295799843418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4494518295799843418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4494518295799843418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2013/01/chameleon.html' title='Chameleon'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-8260847568429497305</id><published>2013-01-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2013-01-10T22:19:13.223+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blessing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Everyday Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FEU-EAC"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="year-end"/><title type='text'>Goodbye 2012, Hell-o 2013!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;And yes, after my 2 months of blog hiatus, here I am with my year-end blog post! Woohoo! :D First of all, I want to thank SuperFriend who have always been there for me. Honestly, I think 2012 is my pinaka-madramang year ever. I really don&#39;t know how I got through it. I&#39;m just very grateful that I did :) Anyway, here&#39;s my recap of my 2012☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;J A N U A R Y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The highlight of my January would probably be the 6th Anniversary of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Gyfsters (our church&#39;s youth organization). I got teamed up with Ammiel and Raiza. I remember sharing the song&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IF8BqKaRRc&amp;amp;feature=related&amp;amp;ytsession=BOULW5AjnC_DyG2DQu1fet2shHex3oe6ZLfsg1akBVpF2WwHjWACXYL4lxsW3upybIiz1lZ9bDuFKue5bXZSYKZDFnpl5oZI9KwiABcTsWKwzxnyhuZAM6kdoXxiNkW7vy2VZdWxkXEiMIKw7K-SDPUiG92mrzqGBLplGSz6Cm_PkoXsMTbNFTFZGSjD-m-yMgX02wtT8RC6Lq3db9dOx7X03A5yROuwA6YdTY2Fu0c&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;By His Stripes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on my Facebook account with caption &#39;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;awesome song :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;(dream kong makanta &#39;to. kaso ipa-practice ko palang pinanghihinaan na ko ng loob.hehe :p)&lt;/i&gt;&#39;. Not knowing na eto pala kakantahin ko. Hehe. Try to listen to it and tell me kung sinong hindi machi-chicken na kantahin yun :p And God made it possible for me to sing it! A-ca-awesome!! :D Tho I admit na NEVER ko nakuha ang pag-2nd voice sa isa pa naming kanta. Haha! Weird me, I know. Felt very bad about it. Thus, the creation of my motto, &quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;I may not have the best voice, but I have the utmost desire to praise Him.&lt;/i&gt;&quot; Good eh? That should encourage everyone to sing for Him :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Made this myself. Guess what I used :) Photoshop? Nah-ah. Microsoft PowerPoint 2007. Surprise, surprise!&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;And oh, I would never forget the day &lt;a href=&quot;http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-to-do-when-your-laptops-lcd-is.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Acer was broken&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;:( It broke my heart &amp;lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Birth month!! Ate at Paseo and went to Tagaytay with relatives☺ Kaya lang mejj fail din kasi may tinopak. Hahaha! Birthday pa naman namin :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Another highlight of my February would be my first and Last CE Night. Who would&#39;ve thought? Haha! Nagdalawang isip pa to go or not to go. But then my friends convinced me. And hindi ko talaga pinagsisihan na nagpunta ko. Buti nalang nagpunta ko! At least, na-experience ko. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Halata bang miss na miss ko na sila? Haha! Kung alam ko lang, I should&#39;ve spent more time and took more pictures with them. Hayyy :&#39;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;March marks the end of the 2nd semester. I was very happy how my grades turned up. And I admit it, nawala na sa isip ko ang paglipat ng school because of that. Haha! Anyway, March was the best for me because I was reunited with my sister from another mother, Nikki Llacer :) She gave us free passes for the Best Food Forward held at the NBC Tent last March 24-25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;April was one of the toughest months for me. I&#39;m getting sad right here just by remembering it :( I blogged about it (&lt;a href=&quot;http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/04/adamson-or-feu-eac.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Adamson or FEU-EAC&lt;/a&gt;). I enrolled for summer classes and for the first time in my life, nag-aral ako. Hehe. I sacrificed my summer vacation kasi umasa ko na uusad na ko sa AdU. Anong nangyari? Secret!! Read my recap of May. Heehee :&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;May was my &#39;falling to pieces&#39; month. I failed one of the two subjects I enrolled for summer class. And sadly, that subject was my stepping stone to EQE. EQE was the stepping stone for major subjects. So, yes, you got the picture. Basically if I continue my studies at Adamson, I will enroll for 2 subjects for the 1st term. Which is a total waste of time and money and brain cells. So I have decided to transfer. But before everything that happened, I went out with my friends to enjoy the summer! Not that we enjoyed the sun that much. Haha! We went for an overnight swim in Calamba, Laguna☺ That was a first for us :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;After my heartbreaking summer class, we went for a 4-day vacation in Ilocos. It made me forget for awhile (even the fact that I need to fix my transfer credentials :p). Ilocos is SOOOO beautiful. The air smells different. Smells fresh. Unlike here in Manila. If I do not need to breathe, I would never even take a sniff of the heavily polluted air. Haha! I especially loved the beach♥ (Pagudpud). I uploaded the photos on my Flickr account. I looked at it and saw that I only uploaded the pictures of our 1st day. Haha! Click here to view:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://flic.kr/s/aHsjzMYtkF&quot; style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: center;&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Ilocos - Day 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I enrolled within a week (the class have already started.GREAT) And yes, I do feel like an alien/foreigner/science project in their eyes. But what can I do? I just have to live with it. The most painful part was being alone (I&#39;d rather die than being alone) may it be in classes or during lunch. Hayyy.. I still feel that way anyway. No matter how many months I&#39;ve been there. (Blogged about my first day of school:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/06/first-day-high.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;First Day High&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;July passed like a blur. Monday to Saturday class is eating me up. Especially my 7am class. I&#39;d go to school without even a wink of sleep 4 times a week. Sounds great right? I visit my Adamson friends whenever I can. Always using the lamest excuse ever: Transcript of Records. It sucks not having a friend you know. I would not dare to bother my high school friends because they&#39;re graduating and all. Besides, who would want to listen to my &#39;forever alone in FEU&#39; stories?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;September was the start of my cyber hiatus. And without a decent Internet connection. I feel disabled. Hahahahahahaha true. I even wrote something about it. Kaso, I wasn&#39;t able to finish it kaya I did not post it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;A few days to go and it&#39;ll be two months since the death of my cyber life. I know it may sound I&#39;m overreacting, but I don&#39;t care. It really feels as if my social life died. Like I&#39;m on hiatus. Because for the past few years of my life, Internet was my life. It was my television, movie theater, only line of communication, learning channel, journal, reference, the list is endless! Internet is an all-in-one package. And that&#39;s what makes it so alluring for me. Appealing. I can have everything and anything I want just a click away. To sum it up, I gained and lost a life by clicking.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;November is superkaduper nakakahiya! I got caught for Jaywalking! Huhu :( (kriminal na ba ko?) Never again! (Tho I admit, di pa din ako nag-u-underpass. Except kapag may mga MMDA.hehe)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;December will always be my favorite month of the year :) Especially this year, I was able to attend Christmas Day Worship Service at our church...with my Mom! How cool is that? :DD Also this December was the dedication of my newest and 1st godson, Joesh! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Hayyy. It took me almost 4 days for this post ha! NKKLK! But it was worth it. It made me realize how God has been so good to me for the past year. I love you LORD. Looking forward to Your unexpected surprises and blessings this 2013. Happy New Year everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/8260847568429497305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/8260847568429497305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/8260847568429497305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/8260847568429497305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2013/01/goodbye-2012-hell-o-2013.html' title='Goodbye 2012, Hell-o 2013!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4bnkTI8SjO2x6RPd1Gin5IuXpYxb04jBJkzr9tAXz9_4pXJPp6w0DSIVuALbM-nzmXbwBm0GBV9qQn3rYbNdi5q6q7aadi5dKcFR5zHSO3o6PC05TcFd-QdpNZVWOK5eXacX_hrigJReH/s72-c/407379_120485454740051_1385083006_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-7894002834835163540</id><published>2012-10-10T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-10-10T21:03:02.421+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blessing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Everyday Life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FEU-EAC"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="first"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><title type='text'>Tap Tap</title><content type='html'>Today, is a happy, happy day :D Congratulate me guys because as of today,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM NOW A BONA FIDE STUDENT OF FAR EASTERN UNIVERSITY - EAST ASIA COLLEGE.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yahoooooooo! Sa wakas po, gumana na yung ID ko! After 4 months of waiting, 4 na beses na pagbalik sa Registrar, napagana ko na sya kanina :) Sa sobrang saya ko nga, gusto kong ulit-ulitin yung pagpasok sa gate. Kaso sa haba ng pila, di bale nalang pala. Madami pa naman akong taon para ma-swipe sya. Heehee :&#39;) Simula bukas, wala ng mahabang paliwanagan kung bakit di nagana ID ko. Minsan kasi talaga nakakapeste pag di sya nagana. Kahit kasi i-input ko yung student number, waley talaga. One time nga may isang guard dun na ang kulit talaga. Ayaw maniwala na di talaga nagana. Dalawang beses nya pina-type yung student number ko. E HINDI NGA NAGANA E!! Nung sumuko na sya after 2 tries, napa-&quot;Ano ha?&quot; ko sa kanya. Hahahaha! With matching taas pa ng kamay :)))) Oh well, at least tapos na ko sa ganung chapter ng buhay ko :)&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/4733260313126632435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/4733260313126632435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4733260313126632435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4733260313126632435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/09/open-thy-eyes.html' title='Open Thy Eyes'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93JRVeLv0CRch4hp7oiMgHEK894mHxbrq0CRuhTV8cvsz3GKgg4RP6_Bq3D18oPUUPDPpj7ivlmoPKPbH5TiUJg2EyTYgcdqj3wVSUli-T2NcDP6sGVZMBjmCRLFB1zT5XG__DHz53hyH/s72-c/P1100546.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-2477066017771849064</id><published>2012-09-14T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-09-14T04:52:18.545+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="acapella"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cover"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="first"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maroon 5"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="music"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="payphone"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="soundcloud"/><title type='text'>Soundcloud♥</title><content type='html'>I&#39;ve been curious to this new app in Facebook called &#39;Soundcloud&#39;. At dahil inggiterang froglet ako, I decided to try it. Haha! I&#39;m really not a singer by talent..I&#39;m a singer by heart. In other words, I really can&#39;t sing. But by the Grace of God, this hopeless voice of mine is used for Him and by Him in our church. But unfortunately, my first track is a secular song (it&#39;s contradicting i know :p). Ayun kasi ang unang pumasok sa isip ko. Testing lang naman. No harm done :) Anyway, I sang Payphone by Maroon 5. I can&#39;t sing out loud because it&#39;s almost 4AM and I might wake them up. Heehee. Also, kasi nga testing lang kaya muntanga lang yung kanta ko. Nakadapa pa ko kumanta (taray!). Wala naman sa isip kong maging Soundcloud sensation. Hahaha! Tska yung sa dulo, ewan ko kung anong nangyari. Naging parang pirated CD. Haha! &lt;span id=&quot;goog_2003879635&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id=&quot;goog_2003879636&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogger.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So ayun..listen if you have time :) Enjoy and please don&#39;t hate me. Haha! :))&lt;br /&gt;
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I vowed to write to you regularly. But it&#39;s been ages since my first letter. I&#39;ve been wanting to write you but I just don&#39;t know what to say! Haha! It&#39;s hard especially I do not know who you are but I know you&#39;re somewhere out there preparing yourself to be my coolest boyfriend☺&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I&#39;m writing you this letter because I just wanted to talk to someone. This is gonna be so awkward considering you&#39;re my future boyfriend and here I am wanting to talk about the guy that I like. A-W-K-W-A-R-D! But I know you&#39;re mature enough to handle this ;) So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;
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There&#39;s this guy that I like so much. To be exact, I like him for over 6 years now (don&#39;t be jealous. i&#39;ll like you forever. haha!). I like him so much that I do not know if it&#39;s possible for me to like someone else. I&#39;ve had crushes here and there but no one else left an impact like he did. But these past few days, I&#39;ve come to realize that liking him doesn&#39;t do any good to me. I remember how I was before I liked him. I was very confident and brave in all aspects of my life. But when he came along, I was filled with insecurities and uncertainty. I wanted to be his ideal girl but the funny thing is, I do not know what is ideal to him. So I ended up being myself and hated by him. I wanted to look beautiful in his eyes but he never did see me as one. So I always wished that I was someone else. If only he could appreciate me like everyone else does.. If only I could feel that I am worthy for someone...&lt;br /&gt;
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Future boyfriend, by the time that we meet, I&#39;m pretty sure that my heart isn&#39;t fully mended yet. I think it&#39;s your job to restore it the way it was. Take away all the insecurities and uncertainties in my heart. Bring back the confident and brave me. I know that I should help myself but I also need you along the way. Be patient with me☺ I love you Future Boyfriend and I&#39;m really excited for the day that I would finally meet you :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Apple</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/4561995690493735475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/4561995690493735475' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4561995690493735475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/4561995690493735475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/09/dear-future-boyfriend.html' title='Dear Future Boyfriend'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-539744767014571247</id><published>2012-08-29T04:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-08-29T04:33:08.283+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><title type='text'>What if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;Dear Claire, &quot;What&quot; and &quot;If&quot; are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? ... All my love, Juliet.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;↑ &lt;/i&gt;These are my favorite lines from the movie Letters to Juliet. Though I cut it short cos the next lines are a little bit inappropriate for my post. This blogpost was conceived during a bus ride last Friday (taray ng &#39;conceived&#39;, parang nanganak lang). Tinitingnan ko kasi si kuyang konduktor and as I look into his face I thought, &lt;i&gt;&quot;Hindi pang-konduktor yung face nya. Mukha syang boksingero.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know with a touch of lait yun pero ewan ko ba. Ayun naisip ko e. Hindi naman life-changing ang dating ng post na &#39;to. My imagination just went overboard as I would like to put it. What if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;What if everyone of us finished a college degree. And maybe running for a masteral degree? What if all of us are professionals? Who would want to take a job like janitor, bus conductor, street vendor, butcher, etc.? I&#39;m not degrading their occupation but compared to others who sit comfortably in their air conditioned offices, their work is tougher BUT pays less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: #333333;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 18px;&quot;&gt;What if? What if all of us are professionals? The world will be a big mess for sure. I got reminded of this passage: &lt;i&gt;&quot;Just as our bodies have many parts and each part has a special function.&quot;&lt;/i&gt; - Romans 12:4 (NLV). Before, I thought this is only applicable in churches coming from the Bible and all. But after having these kinds of thoughts, I realized that it can be applied in every aspect of our lives as well. I like how it was translated, &#39;special function&#39;. It&#39;s as if nothing will make sense if one will be left out. Just like the food chain, ecosytem, water cycle. etc. Everyone of us co-exist. No one can live alone. For alone is just a feeling because we will never be alone. Not now, not ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/539744767014571247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/539744767014571247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/539744767014571247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/539744767014571247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/08/what-if.html' title='What if?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYjSCdEnB5O19u9Go79zkKGb7haEg9nSlW-KE9gTtCa3eD0huLBzRMkfuZKjW07gQ7pQVxUeYCjzTGMV5AFeCbEWsoHCQjw1K-yLzpPuyv2LSIaE_j-m0jezrgJzF-je3HnGUDTxAkWZld/s72-c/What-if_.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-9199775520504377994</id><published>2012-08-16T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-08-16T21:15:19.793+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blessing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happiness"/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Bes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I met you 7 years ago. First year high school. I was a transferee back then. When I saw you I said to myself, &lt;i&gt;&quot;Arte naman neto. Di ko magiging kaibigan yan..&quot;&lt;/i&gt; But I was so wrong. Because you became my best friend☺ It&#39;s amazing how we maintained our friendship kahit na hindi na tayo nagkikita and nag-uusap. I remember how sad I felt nung nalaman ko na lilipat na kayo ng bahay :( Nainis nga ko nun kay Tito and Tita e. De joke lang. Haha! Kung pwede lang na samin ka tumira para di ka mag-transfer ng school e. Siguro kasi I thought na our friendship will end pag umalis ka na. But again I was wrong. Through thick and thin, anjan ka. Haha! I remember yung HS days natin. Nakakamiss :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;...Yung pupunta ka sa bahay namin kasi tuturuan kita sa Math and Statistics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Tapos sabay tayong pumasok sa umaga kasi di ako marunong tumawid. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Yung manunuod tayo ng movie sa inyo after class pero wala tayong natatapos kahit isa. (Video City pa uso nun. Haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Favorite natin yung siomai sa labas ng SMS. Tapos kahit lumipat ka na ng school, binabalik-balikan mo pa din yun :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Lagi nating pinag-uusapan yung mga crush natin. Pero pag naalala natin ulit yun ngayon nakakadiri na. Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Sobrang-sobrang dami pang memories. Kung iisa-isahin ko nakaka-sad lang kasi sobrang nakakamiss :&#39;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Bes, now that you&#39;re 20, can I call you Ate? Along with Sheila and Jara. You know, ang tanda nyo na kasi compared to me :)) I feel like I&#39;m your younger sister e. Hahaha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Bes, thank you for the 7 years of friendship. And I know for sure na madadagdagan pa yun. Sabi nga ng Mommy and Tita mo, samin (Sheila and I) ka sumama kasi mababait daw kami. Mehehe. We&#39;ll still be friends kahit lola na tayo :)) You&#39;re the sister I never had :/ :)) I wish you all the happiness in the world, sa lovelife (i-wish mo din sakin to ha. haha!) sa studies and everything! And also, sana naman, palagi na tayong magkita. Jusme, miss na miss na kita ha! I wanna hug you right now. Kaso waley. Virtual hug nalang :p&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;gt;----(^_^)----&amp;lt; I miss you so much Bes! Stay safe. I love love love youuuuu! Enjoy your day! God bless! :* :* :*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;P.S. It&#39;s so weird na wala kong mahanap na pic nating dalawa. Sheila, if ever you read this, sorry for cropping you :| :)) Haha! Bes, hinahanap ko yung first pic natin together. Yung sa Tronix pa. Hahahaha! Soooo high school. Pinagawa mo pa ngang pin yun diba? Diba? :)))) May hard copy ako nun e. Kaso nasa bahay :| Next time ko nalang ipo-post :) Bye bes. Love you :* Again, Happy Birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/9199775520504377994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/9199775520504377994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/9199775520504377994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/9199775520504377994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/08/happy-birthday-bes.html' title='Happy Birthday, Bes!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8kCzPA8mtET4g9PMjdlUAPcy40vYUUmDzpN_wuu4OUMq9_6Xz0H_hMuvpCq8zB9sQyGs27fF4AoiYtehBGWT3Wv7a45fLpqb9eJ4NCXRfUJ2_VFTRNb_EjP6qFqydxU5oCljbHzJd1up7/s72-c/cats.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-3136391515207941083</id><published>2012-08-15T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-08-15T21:34:38.174+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="criticism"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="FEU-EAC"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><title type='text'>WTH</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Pasado ka?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Oo. Ikaw?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Hindi. Bat pasado ka?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Anong puhunan mo, ganda?&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;People like you don&#39;t know anything. Please, I&#39;m already drowning with my own insecurities. Wag nyo ng dagdagan!&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/3136391515207941083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/3136391515207941083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/3136391515207941083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/3136391515207941083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/08/wth.html' title='WTH'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-2196464095475001225</id><published>2012-08-09T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-08-11T13:53:20.758+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="height"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="height problems"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="list"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="reasons why i hate being tall"/><title type='text'>10 Reasons Why I Do Not Like Being Tall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Long legs + Shorts = Too much skin will be exposed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;• I am a fan of shorts. But not short-shorts. Yung saktong shorts lang :) (I know that doesn&#39;t make sense) So practically, I cannot buy ready-to-wear shorts because it&#39;s waaaaaay too short for me. Yung tipong, sakto lang sa iba, pagdating sakin, panty na (how cruel life can be). My solution? DIY shorts! All those pants that I&#39;m not wearing I cut and sew them to a decent length! Heehee :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; • There&#39;s this saying, &quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Every woman has a little Imelda in her wanting to break free..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m no fashion devotee but still, there are moments that shoes look so cute that I can&#39;t help but to buy it. Sadly, most of the prettiest shoes will only have sizes up to 7 or 8. And I am 9...sometimes 10 (gigantic feet it is) :( There&#39;s no other way but to settle to the less prettier one :&#39;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;• THIS. ALWAYS. I&#39;m always mistaken to be in my early 20&#39;s. And I always respond with, &quot;&lt;i&gt;Bata pa po ako. Malaki lang talaga ko..(insert awkward laugh here)&lt;/i&gt;&quot; It&#39;s always been a pain to explain myself. Ikaw nga di ko sinasabing mukha ng gurang e. De joke lang. Haha! But honestly, bata pa talaga ko. Sa set of friends ko in High School, ako ang baby nila :)) Ako pinakabata e. You can&#39;t win with that! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. The Art of Ducking.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; • Ducking as in avoiding. Pag-iwas sa mga obstruction sa daan ko. I was never graceful. I&#39;m always classified as the clumsy one. Accident freak (siguro). Lagi akong tumatama kung saan, nauuntog (lalo na sa bus. sa TV. and yes, kita ng lahat yon) at kung ano-ano pa. I said I need to master the Art of Ducking. But i have never been able to til now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; • My height really stands out. Especially in college (in AdU), most of my friends are so small ako agad ang nakikita ng tao. And honestly, I do not like that kind of attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Beauty Queen and Model Wanna-be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; • Other people suggest that I should be a model and join beauty pageants even though my figure sucks and I look like a crap. Their reason? Yes, because I&#39;m tall. Enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Pumps, Heels, Stilettos and Wedges.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; • I can&#39;t wear any of this on a daily basis! Not that I want to but I think every girl should be able to :( (I especially love wedges. I think they&#39;re cute and sexy. Okay, that doesn&#39;t match at all.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;• Okay, so you know about my long legs now you need to know about my upper body. I have a long upper body also. I like to wear dresses (in private. yung ako lang makakakita. haha! I&#39;m too shy to show them in public kasi! Don&#39;t judge! Haha!). But finding the right dress is difficult. Normal length dresses sometimes look like a long shirt to me. Sad but true :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; • Always last in line (pila daw, by height), sitting at the back (sometimes because of my surname but mostly because if I sit in front, others won&#39;t be able to see) and standing in the middle of class pictures (ALWAYS. except 4th year! The photographer granted my little wish.Heehee. Yun nga lang, I&#39;m seated in the center. Tapos ang liliit ng katabi ko. FAIL.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;And lastly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large; line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Height DOES Matter.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; • Who would want to be another Jules-Assunta or John Prats-Bianca Manalo couple? I don&#39;t want that. But the problem is, guys nowadays are short. Therefore, they won&#39;t match with me. What&#39;s worse is when you start to like that kind of guy &amp;lt;/3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;line-height: 22px;&quot;&gt;Now that you have read my reasons (all based on personal experience by the way), will you still wish being tall? I always hear people being envious of my height, kung naipapamigay lang siguro to, malamang unano na ko. Think before you wish. Mahirap maging matangkad..lalo na kung babae ka. Case Closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/2196464095475001225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/2196464095475001225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/2196464095475001225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/2196464095475001225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/08/10-reasons-why-i-do-not-like-being-tall.html' title='10 Reasons Why I Do Not Like Being Tall'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-8083608761044194607</id><published>2012-07-31T01:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-07-31T01:53:46.402+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jealousy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Relationship"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="you"/><title type='text'>This feeling I hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I hate being jealous. But every once in a while, I do. I totally hate this feeling. What&#39;s worse is when you don&#39;t have the right to be. You&#39;ll just be sitting there sulking and hurting and you can&#39;t blame anyone of how you feel because of this stupid one-sided love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/8083608761044194607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/8083608761044194607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/8083608761044194607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/8083608761044194607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/07/this-feeling-i-hate.html' title='This feeling I hate'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-26033895242214871</id><published>2012-07-25T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-07-31T00:50:31.311+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="composition"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="God"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry"/><title type='text'>Knock, Knock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;And heed this knock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As usual, I am scribbling words again. I haven&#39;t done this in a long time. I made this during my 7AM class last Monday. I was so bored that I even drew an illustration of my so-called poem. I don&#39;t know if this is qualified as a drawing ah. It&#39;s the best that I can do though. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This blogpost is specially &amp;nbsp;made for my bhe, parlor buddy, shopping buddy, confidante, partner in crime, partner in panglalait, my first enemy, my sister, my prettiest (?) and sexiest (?!!!!?) cousin, Joyce :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Happy Birthday Joyce and Thank You. Haha! You&#39;re what? 20? That is like so, so old and yuckk. Hahaha! You&#39;re officially my &quot;Ate&quot; though I do not call you that (I would if you like :p). I thank God for giving you another year to spend with me♥ and for giving you patience sa pag-endure ng kamalditahan ko nung bata pa tayo☺ Buti nalang hindi mo tinanim sa puso mo and syempre kasi I&#39;m like so mabait na ngayon and all. Harhar :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I pray that God wil give you all the desires of your heart. You are very near your goal so do not give up! :) Continue to chase your dreams. Other people may say unpleasant things but always remember that I am always here for you☺ For better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, from this day forward, till death do us part. Charaught. Hahaha! Basta, they don&#39;t know what your journey is like so do not mind them ;) And I claim it na you will be the prettiest and richest engineer in town ( I know you like the &quot;richest&quot; part. Hahaha!). Aside from me, of course. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I love you cousin Jada. Happy Happy &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;20th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Birthday :) xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;P.S. This blogpost is not for free. I&#39;m expecting your libre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/7881368401889116201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/7881368401889116201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/7881368401889116201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/7881368401889116201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/07/happy-birthday-joyce-and-thank-you.html' title='Happy Birthday Joyce and Thank You.'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcThGT475-BRHakgVco7QdtT4x4QftCq8BvtD8Dmq1L2ufoeGNn8IgBN2aukDGfTLtDFvtR5x5Pobog0vfXrPBrDKLCkXlCiaPC4AnXhyWiYJDjzVZFJvAail1u6Q3MNKJZzMxF-7vZ953/s72-c/423994_3463596358824_1715287404_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8255574429575083997.post-1458099320540301724</id><published>2012-07-16T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-07-16T18:30:07.081+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="disappointment"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dream"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Goals"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Insights"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="struggle"/><title type='text'>Hey, Daydreamer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What is your dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;One of the simplest yet the most complex question that everyone of us have answered. If we ask a child what&#39;s his/her dream, they would just blurt out any occupation that they know of. A Doctor, Nurse, Lawyer and all of those well-known professions in our country. I think it&#39;s kinda unfair to the children to ask what they want to be in a world that they do not even know. They do not know how sweet and cruel our world is. How things really are different to the comfortable world their parents made especially for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What is my dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;MY DREAM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;MINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;That is... I do not know. Is the word &quot;goal&quot; synonymous to the word &quot;dream&quot;? If yes, then this would be my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-plans.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;dream&lt;/a&gt;. If not, I am in a deep trouble. But then again, let&#39;s take a yes from my question and talk about my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;My dreams are simple and do what it pleases. I think the main point of my dream would be, &quot;Live day by day as it is and let opportunities find you. They will always come.&quot; That&#39;s how lazy I am as a person. I don&#39;t think I am a type of person that will give up everything just because I want something. I think I&#39;m the type of person that will just go with the flow and let things happen in its own accord. The type of person that will watch as things happen and not make it happen. If you know me, please correct me if I am wrong about myself. I do not have the confidence if what I said about myself is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;My phone&#39;s dictionary said that a dream is something you would very much like to happen or have. But another definition states that, it is used to describe something that you think is ideal or perfect, especially if it is something that you though you would never be able to have or experience. The definitions are contrasting that it doesn&#39;t make any sense to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I think the reason why I do not have a dream because I am a coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I am afraid of failure. Because I know failure is inevitable. Because no matter how simple or extravagant a dream is, there will always be a part of it that won&#39;t happen. It will be just a waste of brain cells to construct the &quot;Perfect Dream&quot;. Just go with the flow. You only live once ;)&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/feeds/1458099320540301724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/8255574429575083997/1458099320540301724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/1458099320540301724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8255574429575083997/posts/default/1458099320540301724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wapplewaffles.blogspot.com/2012/07/hey-daydreamer.html' title='Hey, Daydreamer!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04999468001116457646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>