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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 14:50:51 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Blog Awards</category><category>meme</category><category>miscellaneous</category><category>personal</category><category>news</category><category>random</category><category>handbag</category><category>break-up</category><category>shopping</category><category>personall</category><category>questions from the heart</category><category>tag</category><category>tips on moving on</category><category>thursday thirteen</category><category>general</category><category>fashion</category><category>lyrics</category><category>weekend snapshot</category><category>buzz</category><category>travel</category><category>just for fun</category><category>polls</category><category>food</category><category>lupus</category><category>friday fill-in</category><category>Inspirational</category><category>article</category><category>dating</category><category>blogging</category><category>letting go</category><category>love</category><category>personality quizzes</category><category>poems</category><title>Just Let Go</title><description>My quest for love and thoughts on the art of letting go...</description><link>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>559</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/JustLetGo" /><feedburner:info uri="justletgo" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-805141255878113310</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jun 2010 11:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-02T19:57:20.563+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><title>Page Rank</title><description>An unexpected surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog of mine has been in PR0 for such a long time and I've been neglecting this blog because personally, I am not that inspired to write anything about love and maybe I just don't like to deal with any love emotion at this point but there are things that I cannot say to anyone not even to my friends that I just feel the need to shout it out and that is what this blog is all about. I love this blog, this define my whole personality... a hopeless romantic who simply cannot let go of love itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several months of hiatus, I am so surprised to find out that this blog ranks 3 in Google...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prchecker.info/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://pr.prchecker.info/getpr.php?codex=aHR0cDovL2VtbXlyb3NlMTAyOC5ibG9nc3BvdC5jb20v&amp;amp;tag=1" alt="PageRank Checking Icon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so delighted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-805141255878113310?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/Tacmn3lWhSg/page-rank.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2010/06/page-rank.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-4600361728331995319</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 14:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T22:26:13.403+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Still a Hopeless Romantic</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/92/92109e59wkiwam3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 67px;" src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/92/92109e59wkiwam3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is broken once again… and the sad thing is I am the only one who knows about it. I cannot even tell anyone that I am hurting, I cannot let anyone know that I am in pain simply because no one knows that I am deeply in love with this man. Yes, I have a secret love… an unspoken feeling towards someone and I would rather die than to reveal to anyone that I am in love with him. I know I shouldn’t be feeling this, I know I shouldn’t even love him at all but what can I do, this foolish heart of mine just can’t be stopped. I honestly tried to avoid it, tried to ignore it, I even distanced myself from him but the further I try to stay away the more my feelings for him intensify. I’ve been in this road before, in fact I’ve been in this road so many times now but my stubborn heart just couldn’t learn. Love isn’t love until it is shared by two but I know in my heart that my love for him is enough for both of us. I did not expect us to be a couple, I did not even dream about us being together, although I wanted him to be THE ONE… my heart isn’t just ready to dream big, just to be close to him was more than enough for my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my share of little happiness, little cute moments together that maybe doesn’t mean a thing for him but means a lot for me. I thought that would be enough… Loving him in silence, I thought I’ll be alright with that but lately I am starting to realize that I shouldn’t be punishing myself in loving someone who can’t love me back. He may be the man of my dreams but clearly I am not the girl in his and I really believe that true love knows when it’s time to hold on and when it’s time to let go. Sad as it may seem but this is the time to let him go… maybe, just maybe this is just not the love for me just yet. Should I lose hope and turn my back from love? There’s a part of me that says, “Yes, I should ” that I should give up on love but I just know that I cannot… I am simply just a hopeless romantic and love will be on its way for me again very soon…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-4600361728331995319?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/8DXsnqQWN2Y/still-hopeless-romantic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-hopeless-romantic.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-2900717799863513336</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T22:21:01.040+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Halfway There</title><description>It's the first day of June, how time really flies imagine we are now halfway of the year and I'm not sure if I should be sad or glad. June marks the start of school opening and although I am not a student anymore I am still excited to buy some school supplies and early this afternoon I saw some cool &lt;a href="http://www.aceofficesystems.com/"&gt;school furniture&lt;/a&gt; and I am also excited to start my volunteer work in teaching the Bible in public schools very soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-2900717799863513336?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/QcNi8mvjyGY/halfway-there.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2010/06/halfway-there.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-2376248506170976345</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T22:11:26.979+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Prevent Wrinkles</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/TAUS3aLueqI/AAAAAAAAA68/7s0GmkEwMd4/s1600/IMG_1994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/TAUS3aLueqI/AAAAAAAAA68/7s0GmkEwMd4/s320/IMG_1994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477805264896686754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my mom and I, taken a few months back. Just like on my previous post she recently turned 60 and enjoying the benefits of being a senior citizen but I am blessed that my mom still looks young and she's healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she already has a lot of gray hair and some of her wrinkles can no longer be concealed even on make-up and she may even try &lt;a href="http://www.prototype37c.net/"&gt;prototype 37c&lt;/a&gt; that can prevent wrinkles but what matters most is that she healthy and aging is just a natural process that everyone has to go through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-2376248506170976345?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/kAy7arkRy-0/prevent-wrinkles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/TAUS3aLueqI/AAAAAAAAA68/7s0GmkEwMd4/s72-c/IMG_1994.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2010/06/prevent-wrinkles.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-3828395534293024009</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 13:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T21:59:11.602+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Aging</title><description>My mom turned 60 last March and she is currently enjoying the benefits of being a senior citizen but although my mom still looks fabulous at 60, sometimes she says that aging really sucks and the transition is difficult as well. My mom is not trying to look young, she is proud of her looks at her age but still I caught her reading about &lt;a href="http://www.humangrowthhormone.org/"&gt;human growth hormone&lt;/a&gt; a health supplement that can enhance the natural way of aging. Hmmm, I might as well search for it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-3828395534293024009?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/mwlLOhLnVkQ/aging.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2010/06/aging.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-4533264188891753989</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 13:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T21:53:53.747+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>New Venture</title><description>I am thinking of venturing into a new business and I'm thinking since I love shopping online and I am mostly on the internet, it will be nice to have a shipping business... Most of my friends are into online shopping and already has an online store and one of our problems is shipping. I've been browsing some information on this and I found some great sites for &lt;a href="http://www.reidsupply.com/"&gt;industrial equipment&lt;/a&gt; that also has some shipping equipments. I need to learn more and find out if this business suits me well.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-4533264188891753989?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/DRxGdSvt5ko/new-venture.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-venture.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-3841395021658005266</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T21:46:39.031+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Glasses</title><description>I spent my midyear bonus in my mom's new glasses. She's been requesting to have her current eye glasses changed because she thinks it's been causing her headaches. I know how bad those headaches could be, I experienced that last year when I encountered some problems on my vision because of my prolonged steroids intake but I am thankful that I was able to find &lt;a href="http://lensesrx.com/"&gt;cheap prescription glasses&lt;/a&gt; that corrected my vision problems and now, I can see very clearly. It is nice to always find something that is helpful and something you can afford, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-3841395021658005266?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/iYC0tvqtPMw/glasses.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2010/06/glasses.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-2002395621096159227</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jun 2010 13:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T21:37:45.586+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Safety Net</title><description>I can't believe that this is my first entry in this blog after a very long time. Let me just say that maybe I've been too caught up with a lot of things that's been happening in my life and I've been avoiding certain love emotions... again... but I know that I cannot run from these feelings much longer, one way or another I have to let it out. How I wish our hearts can have a safety net just like in &lt;a href="http://www.2insure4less.com/"&gt;car insurance&lt;/a&gt; so that somehow when the time comes that it really hurts you can be assured that things could get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known that love is such a complicated matter but one thing is for sure I never learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-2002395621096159227?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/Pp55a4RswqA/safety-net.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2010/06/safety-net.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-487474050774462768</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-01T21:22:37.336+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Till Then</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/506/506374yb137p7111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 327px;" src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/506/506374yb137p7111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost an hour past midnight and I'm still wide awake. I really should be sleeping by now for I have an early day tomorrow. But it seems no matter what I do, I just can't sleep. I can hear the clock tickin' and the silence makes me want to scream. I've been trying so hard to ignore these feelings, for the past months I feared about confronting my heart... but I guess, I cannot prolong the agony anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is breaking and thoughts of you are racing through my head. Love is the last thing I need right now. I thought I already succeeded in forgetting about you but then why does my heart still longs for you? I thought that time will let me heal the broken heart you caused me, but I guess there are deep wounds that even time cannot heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it wasn't your fault. I was the only one to blame. I cannot make your heart love me and I just can't force you to feel the same way. Maybe I'm just not the one for you but you are definitely the one for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure about where these feelings will take me but all I know is that maybe someday, it'll still be the two of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-487474050774462768?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/A5R6uxWPkPU/till-then.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/11/till-then.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-3033254416221636216</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 15:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T23:23:17.140+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>If I Was The One</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.quickmelt1028.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RQ6stQoKCkUAAHjZKeM1/1162573.gif?et=Qm25DSG87ak8xES8DrXnwA"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://images.quickmelt1028.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RQ6stQoKCkUAAHjZKeM1/1162573.gif?et=Qm25DSG87ak8xES8DrXnwA" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I see the way you care for her, the way you talk to her, the way your face lit up whenever she’s around. I feel the way you love her, and its making me sad. I wanna be happy for you just like any good friend should feel but I can’t help but thinking what if I was the one, could you be any happier? There’s nothing I can do, I am just a friend who is willing to love you, to care for you and I can’t go on pretending that I’m not hurting because your heart didn’t choose to love me. Is this how our story ends? Believe me, I tried fighting these feelings, tried to hide it but I guess it’s too late now I am in love with you, my best friend. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I was the one you love. There’ll be no more tears of sorrow, only tears of joy. If I was the one by your side, you’ll never have a lonely night. If I was the arms you were embracing, I’ll give you so much love you’ll never ask for more. If I was the one in your life, I can’t even begin to tell you how beautiful our lives would be. If I could just have one wish, I’d wish you were mine. I would hold you near, kiss away your tears and love you like no other. You are the one for me, can I be the one for you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You will never be mine. I guess it is simply not meant to be. She is there in your life and she holds your heart. The lonely nights I spent alone while you share your nights with her, this ain’t feel right. A friend is all you can see in me and I try to be just a friend but my heart knows otherwise you are more than just a friend to me. My heartbreaks every time you talk about her, my heart bleeds when you run to me and seek for advice. Am I betraying our friendship knowing that deep inside my heart I am wishing that you see me the way you see her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If only I could be the one for you like you are the one for me. If I could just ask Cupid to make you love me, if I can be more than just a friend to you. I want to be beside you, to be near you, to reach you. Sometimes I wanna scream "I Love You" out loud. There are times I pray, that I’ll find the strength to tell you all the feelings that I try to hide. The raging emotions that’s been bursting in my head and hurting my heart. We are just friends and that’s enough for me. I’ll rather have your friendship than have nothing at all. But still I can’t help but wondering all the could’ve been if I was the one in your life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-3033254416221636216?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/upEH_mHHu_8/if-i-was-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-i-was-one.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-5745905300895811254</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 15:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T23:13:00.363+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>Missing You</title><description>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wmq0O5wPH74&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wmq0O5wPH74&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems lately I have been longing for a lost love... I hate to cling on to memories and I don't want to let myself be drown with a love that's no longer mine. I really thought I am completely over him, I always believed that I had moved on and had forgotten him then why am I suddenly missing him... I don't think I still love him, it just can't be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it's only right to miss him once in a while, after all he used to be a big part of my life and although I am trying so hard not to feel any regrets that we're no longer together a part of me just wants to turn back time and have him once again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-5745905300895811254?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/y9ZGYB4rQks/missing-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/11/missing-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-8664147718378652549</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 23:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-22T07:25:37.846+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Home Protection</title><description>Is your home protected from robberies or even fire? We can never really foresee the awful things that could happen to our cherish home and we must always be secured that if anything happen to it we can still be protected. It is important to have a &lt;a href="http://www.2insure4less.com/"&gt;home insurance&lt;/a&gt; that will help you have a peace of mind and sleep soundly as we all needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-8664147718378652549?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/C_MaSoQQWIU/home-protection.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/08/home-protection.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-7102508001383919534</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 02:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-18T10:35:01.774+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Career Choice</title><description>My brother recently quits his job as a graphic artist because it does not pay well and he is not enjoying himself at that company. Although I know it was a risk resigning from that job because he might have a hard time finding another job but I fully supported him because I think you should be enjoying yourself while working and you should be compensated enough for your work. He is thinking of getting into &lt;a href="http://www.owd.com/"&gt;call center outsourcing&lt;/a&gt; because the job pays well but I don't think that is his area so I suggested to find a job that he can grow as a person, and hopefully he 'll take my advise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-7102508001383919534?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/HOp3pklWczs/career-choice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/08/career-choice.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-7778838134001792880</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 01:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-18T10:22:22.717+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Anywhere But Here</title><description>There is nothing I want more than to be somewhere else. I am terribly bored in staying here at home for so long and I just want to be away and travel my heart out. I dream of being in a hotel just like the &lt;a href="http://bookit.com/us/florida/miami/"&gt;hotels in miami florida&lt;/a&gt; and feel the luxury and comfort of being there. I also would want to stare at the magnificent beaches of the area and enjoy myself in the terrific nightlife. Goodness, when can I ever leave home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-7778838134001792880?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/qJqRHCcpJlA/anywhere-but-here.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/08/anywhere-but-here.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-7185490267056203621</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 10:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-17T19:08:00.864+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Moving Away</title><description>Are you looking for a new life? or maybe you want to move in another place that will help you move on and let go of some of the things that you must left behind. Moving is not easy but with the help of &lt;a href="http://www.moveeast.com/"&gt;moving companies Los Angeles&lt;/a&gt; you can easily get your things without a hassle and moving will not be as difficult as you thought so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-7185490267056203621?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/4kqKD7BJbbM/moving-away.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/08/moving-away.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-7774454303764440669</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 10:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-17T18:49:45.989+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Turn Back Time</title><description>Time is something we cannot turn back, some precious moments can never be replayed but thank goodness we have &lt;a href="http://www.thesource.ca/estore/category.aspx?language=en-CA&amp;catalog=Online&amp;category=Video+Camcorders&amp;pagenum=1&amp;sort=1"&gt;camcorders&lt;/a&gt;. Now, we can have souvenirs of those important time in our lives and we can have it recorded and played over and over again. It is true that we can never turn back time but at least now we can somehow save some of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-7774454303764440669?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/RFdFupYw6RU/turn-back-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/08/turn-back-time.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-762415551269012411</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-16T22:01:59.931+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><title>I'm in love!</title><description>I'm in love! I just wish I could blurt it out but I can't, I don't wanna tell a lie. I am no way near on being in love but I have to admit that there is someone very special in my heart right now, although I just know that love should be the last thing in my heart right now. Love remains to be elusive for me, or maybe it is simply not meant for me. There is so much going on in my heart right now, I am missing someone and he is hurting me and yet he's just not aware of the tears he's bringing to my eyes. When I saw him a few days back, I don't know whether to turn away or let our paths crossed but I just can't bring myself to be near him so I decided to just stare at him from a distance and I could feel my heart breaking all over again... my heart whispered when he started walking away, "there goes the one I love..." I looked at him until the last strand of his hair is out of my sight and I'll be content to remember that memory until the day I can see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is breaking, and there is nothing I can do about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-762415551269012411?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/ca7wwWGbwN8/im-in-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-in-love.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-7556413226101296361</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 00:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-10T08:47:22.782+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><title>A Bit Gloomy</title><description>For the past few months I have been suffering a lot because of my illness. It started last June of 2008 when I was stricken with Herpes Zoster in my right forehead which extended in my right eye that almost lead me to blindness. The headache back then was intolerable, I had to have my pain reliever with me every time and what’s annoying besides the awful look on my face was the four kinds of eye drop that I have to put in my eyes… &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-219 aligncenter" title="02072008347" src="http://www.emmyrose.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/02072008347-300x225.jpg" alt="02072008347" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how I look like after some blisters are starting to dried out, it was so awful and painful, and it took so long before the blisters left my face I had to put a lot of face concealers just to look presentable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the Herpes Zoster I was able to live normally again, it was in August when I went to Singapore and for once I was able to enjoy myself together with my college friends…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-220 alignnone" title="sdc10141" src="http://www.emmyrose.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/sdc10141-300x225.jpg" alt="sdc10141" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that wondrous trip, I went back to work and do all the things that I wanted to do.. September was fine but when October came I had to be hospitalized again because of my kidneys…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-221 alignnone" title="08102008389" src="http://www.emmyrose.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/08102008389-300x225.jpg" alt="08102008389" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;October is my favorite month because of  my birthday but during this month I wasn’t able to walk and I have to wear a mask everywhere I go. My mom also got me a personal nanny that I found annoying because it made me feel helpless.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Months passed by and everything was starting to be normal again, I was able to do the things I love and I was happy. I feel normal once more despite having a nanny (which is not bad after all) I was enjoying myself and I’ve been going out with friends on my own again, traveling to Manila on my own and going to work in Makati on my own. It was a nice feeling although I have to wear a mask everytime, it doesn’t matter I just want to be out in the house.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;March came and I was in high spirits, it was the last week of our Bible class in three public schools so I was busy preparing for farewell parties. I was also busy attending our church gatherings and I am also preparing for my mom’s secret surprise party… which turned out to be a blast and my mom was so overwhelmed and happy. But it was the night when I insisted on going with my church buddies to go to MV Doulos the ship bookstore, I always love to go there and I will never miss it for the world…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-223" title="mv-doulos-worlds-largest-floating bookstore" src="http://www.emmyrose.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/mv-doulos-worlds-largest-floating-238x300.jpg" alt="mv-doulos-worlds-largest-floating bookstore" height="300" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MV DOULOS the largest, oldest floating bookstore in the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was after climbing the upper deck that I felt the pain in my right thigh but I dismissed it right away because I want to pretend I am fine because I know my church friends are starting to worry because it’s getting late and the butterfly markings in my face are starting to appear but I told them I am fine. The next day I got a high fever, I was chilling and I had a terrible nausea and I couldn’t eat anything… Before I know it I was already being confined in the hospital…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;April came and I’ve been sick the whole time but at least I was able to stand and walk, I can also go wherever I want as long as I have my nanny with me but the endless medicines are killing me…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was May 16, when my nephrologist decided it was time for me to be admitted again, because my right thigh is swelling like a 5 gallon water tank and it’s so heavy I cannot walk anymore. It was also so in flame because it was so red and hot. It was also so painful that by  merely touching it will bring me to tears. I underwent xray, ultra sound, duplex scan but to no avail… my doctors still couldn’t find what’s with my right thigh. After that I underwent Biopsy which had pure pus cells alone and the MRI confirmed that I have no tumor, it was only pus cells that’s inside my right thigh and they decided to operate right away. But I have a low hemoglabin and I needed 4 bags of blood, my mom texted everybody she knows because we needed 8 people to donate blood. It seems impossible at first to find people to donate but in just hours our church pastors came, some of our friends too and the people that came to donate was way beyond our expection. That night two bags of blood was transfused and I was scheduled for an operation the next day…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, I was scared it was my first time to undergo a general anesthesia and I’m not quite sure of what to expect.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next day, it was around 10:30 when I was fetched in my room and the operating people prepared me for the operation, I could see my mom worried eyes and I feel like crying. The operation was scheduled at 1pm, I’m not sure what happened in between those hours but the next thing I knew it was already 3pm and I was being brought to the recovery room.. It was like I’m in a twilight, I know what happened but I’m not sure, I wanted to speak but there are no words, I told myself do I have amnesia…nope I still know everything I should know but why do I feel like I’m floating… I closed my eyes and fell asleep, it was already 4pm and I finally asked the nurse when can I go back in my room, he said in a little while and I asked him if I can drink water but he said I’m not yet allowed to drink water… so I closed my eyes again anthis time I prayed…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was released two weeks after and it was a terrible experience. Right now I’m in wheelchair absolutely helpless and I couldn’t even sit on my own let alone stand and walk. I am such a burden to everyone and I just hate every moment that I have to lay down wait for someone to lift me up and carry me to the wheelchair. I even need my mom to dress me up, to bathe me and everything else. I’m losing hair too, not only my weight is starting to drop within normal and my hemoglabin is too low that I have to be injected thrice a week. I also take 10 different medicines in the morning, 5 at lunch time and 10 at bedtime. Being confined in this wheelchair until my operation heals is way too much for me. I feel helpless and I want to tell myself not to lose hope that somehow there will some better days but during my time of pain I just find it hard to believe. There are thoughts in my head that what if I’ll never get better that I’ll be stuck in this wheelchair forever or what if I’ll be such a burden with everyone that they would turn their backs on me eventually. I’m not sure of what the future holds but it’s a bit gloomy for now…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-7556413226101296361?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/eZny3TqVDbI/bit-gloomy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/06/bit-gloomy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-6413766210832935485</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-08T12:12:03.008+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Long Absence</title><description>I can't believe that it's been over a month since I last posted in this blog, I guess I'm just not in the mood to write anything about love and I simply don't want to entertain any mushy emotions right now. I am still very sick and love is the last thing on my mind, I guess I have to get over Lupus first before I can actually be inspired to open my heart again. I have been sick way too long and I've lost too much weight already, who says I need &lt;a href="http://www.consumerpricewatch.net/"&gt;diet pills&lt;/a&gt; to be fit, I cannot fit into my clothes now but honestly, I'm not happy about it. I just want to get well and get back to my normal life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-6413766210832935485?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/fuy9agGhwDo/long-absence.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-absence.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-4054786370951837084</guid><pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2009 03:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-08T12:01:01.845+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Technology Evolving</title><description>Can you still remember the time when cell phones, internet, and satellite TV never existed? Can you still picture yourself not texting or sending emails or even watching live stream videos? Goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I cannot imagine myself not having access to my laptop especially not going online. I recently updated my &lt;a href="http://www.buy.com/cat/external-portable-usb-firewire-nas-hard-drive/223.html"&gt;hard drives&lt;/a&gt; to make it more faster and efficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technology keeps on evolving and that's just the way it should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-4054786370951837084?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/mfR67iAIWmA/technology-evolving.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/05/technology-evolving.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-5051896141306731284</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 02:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-23T10:44:03.791+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">meme</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">weekend snapshot</category><title>Weekend Snapshot #36</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weekendsnapshot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i239.photobucket.com/albums/ff82/weekendsnapshots/WS1.jpg" width="168" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while and I miss all of you weekenders. My weekends for the past few months were not as interesting as it should because I've been sick with my longest Lupus flare ever. I am still sick but slowly I am getting better. I hardly go out with my friends anymore because I still can't travel on my own but my family is always with me and last weekend was spent with my cousins, nephews and nieces. The summer heat is getting worse each day and there's no better way to beat it than go on a fabulous swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/ScX9PFQjACI/AAAAAAAAA6s/STDad28Uwpw/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/ScX9PFQjACI/AAAAAAAAA6s/STDad28Uwpw/s400/DSC02201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315933370732183586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/ScX9wH3pIhI/AAAAAAAAA60/koDxfpwl_uw/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/ScX9wH3pIhI/AAAAAAAAA60/koDxfpwl_uw/s400/DSC02202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315933938368717330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The water was so refreshing and the kids and the adults enjoyed every minute of it, I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was your weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-5051896141306731284?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/N68QTfQi9qM/weekend-snapshot-36.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/ScX9PFQjACI/AAAAAAAAA6s/STDad28Uwpw/s72-c/DSC02201.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-snapshot-36.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-5027061640304706172</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 09:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T17:12:28.766+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">love</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">letting go</category><title>To Love Again</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is a game. Sometimes we miss and get hurt, but that doesn't mean that we can never find love again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a part of a letter from a friend when I was heartbroken and I just remembered her very words life doesn't end when heartaches begin, it only ends if we close our hearts and give up on love. It is difficult to forget someone, to let go of the memories that you shared with that person and to leave behind the dreams that you made together. One can easily say that its over and we must move on but how easy could that be when it is the last thing you'll ever want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go is a slow process, it takes time and it is a journey that must be taken on your own. Acceptance is the key and do not force yourself to forget someone precious to you because the truth is you can never forget, you simply get used to the fact that he is no longer part of your life. Don't be a prisoner of a past love, don't waste your time mourning over someone that's not meant for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short, live it well and try to be happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-5027061640304706172?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/67fVaFfUGLY/to-love-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-love-again.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-8505504045356490035</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 08:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T16:44:40.939+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">just for fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">personality quizzes</category><title>Blooming Flowers</title><description>This is so true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope we have Spring here, I just love blooming flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Blooming Flowers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatpartofspringareyouquiz/flowers.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an optimistic person by nature. In even the darkest times, you are hopeful about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You feel truly blessed in life and can sometimes be overwhelmed with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an artist's eye. You are always looking for beauty in the mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a good sense of aesthetics, especially when it comes to shapes and color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpartofspringareyouquiz/"&gt;What Part of Spring Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-8505504045356490035?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/gRTrO-BBuoI/blooming-flowers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/03/blooming-flowers.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-1023986753795692047</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 08:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T16:36:06.504+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Single Ladies</title><description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"All the single ladies please circle around for the bouquet throwing" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm ranting, just how many more times do I have to put myself into that situation. I hate it when people assume that I have to get every bouquet in every wedding I attend to just to assure them that I'll somehow get married. Well, not anytime soon. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/ScX4UTMZn2I/AAAAAAAAA6c/qnhqaZQHj-M/s1600-h/IMG_1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/ScX4UTMZn2I/AAAAAAAAA6c/qnhqaZQHj-M/s320/IMG_1392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315927962814095202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I attended a wedding again and everyone was so surprised that I lost  a lot of weight. Some of them thought I was in some kind of diet plan or medication and even exercising &lt;a href="http://www.kettleworx.com/"&gt;Kettlebell&lt;/a&gt;. Well, I'm not really sure why I am losing weight but I definitely feel good about it. Now, if only I can feel good about attending weddings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great Sunday!&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-1023986753795692047?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/fL2maesPMow/single-ladies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o23AOIlw0Ow/ScX4UTMZn2I/AAAAAAAAA6c/qnhqaZQHj-M/s72-c/IMG_1392.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/03/single-ladies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34552176.post-1066260830367797753</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 08:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T16:21:29.604+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">random</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">miscellaneous</category><title>Shopping on Sale</title><description>I love to shop and there's nothing that can stop me from shopping not even the financial global crisis. But of course, I try to be sensible now when it comes to buying stuff and I try to save by finding cheaper fabulous items that are on &lt;a href="http://www.buy.com/specialty_store_6/weekly_deals/62329.html"&gt;Sale&lt;/a&gt;. You can find practical items online that can save you more money because in a way they are more cheaper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.text-link-ads.com/xml_blogger.php?inventory_key=46DVQOTK7ZUD4BOE9G4B&amp;feed=1&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34552176-1066260830367797753?l=emmyrose1028.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/JustLetGo/~3/ilL-NtgIPKo/shopping-on-sale.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Emmyrose)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://emmyrose1028.blogspot.com/2009/03/shopping-on-sale.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

