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I write about real people in disguise... 
Of course life is bizarre, the more bizarre it gets, the more interesting it is. 
The only way to approach it is to make yourself some popcorn and enjoy the show."</description><link>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>239</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/MyGreenRoom" /><feedburner:info uri="mygreenroom" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><creativeCommons:license>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/</creativeCommons:license><image><link>http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/</link><url>http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.gif</url><title>Some Rights Reserved</title></image><feedburner:emailServiceId>MyGreenRoom</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-4623165341276900068</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2011 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-28T23:37:57.578+08:00</atom:updated><title>On LOVE</title><atom:summary>iBelieve.... My heart believes that love is a choice.  Love is an act of selfless giving without expectations.  Love is sacrifice. Love is seeing the best interest of another. It is not a feeling. Not a reaction to wonderful gestures of love from another.  It is just a natural thing that drives one to do things willingly for another person out of a strong desire. An inexplicable desire to do </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/si0WFI16pXg/ibelieve.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/si0WFI16pXg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/11/ibelieve.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-3207492809573071629</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Sep 2011 01:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-28T09:33:26.780+08:00</atom:updated><title>Don't fondle my trigger then blame my gun.</title><atom:summary>“You're going to meet many people with domineering personalities: the loud, the obnoxious, those that noisily stake their claims in your territory and everywhere else they set foot on. This is the blueprint of a predator. Predators prey on gentleness, peace, calmness, sweetness and any positivity that they sniff out as weakness. Anything that is happy and at peace they mistake for weakness. It's </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/s7kEgoB-W-M/dont-fondle-my-trigger-then-blame-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/s7kEgoB-W-M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-fondle-my-trigger-then-blame-my.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-4453484985881397017</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2011 21:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-20T09:36:18.307+08:00</atom:updated><title>It is possible to live 24hrs a day in a state of love.</title><atom:summary>“My aim is so true...I wanna show you...I'll try forever...I'm never gonna say "surrender".”"...suddenly, I realize that this is what I've been waiting for - a man who depends entirely on me. I dreamed for years of a man who couldn't live without me... a man who pictured my face when he closed his eyes... who loved me when I was a mess in the morning and when dinner was late and even when I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/fJ-UcwDGRcA/am-not-stop-along-way-am-destination.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/fJ-UcwDGRcA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/09/am-not-stop-along-way-am-destination.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-8632135143752278727</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 02:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-31T11:03:40.254+08:00</atom:updated><title>What's wrong if there happens to be one person in the world who enjoys trying to understand you?</title><atom:summary>
"No mistake about it. Ice is cold; roses are red; I'm in love. And this love is about to carry me off somewhere. The current's too overpowering; I don't have any choice. It may very well be a special place, some place I've never seen before. Danger may be lurking there, something that may end up wounding me deeply, fatally. I might end up losing everything. But there's no turning back. I can </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/wKGlI_MBJhE/whats-wrong-if-there-happens-to-be-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/wKGlI_MBJhE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/08/whats-wrong-if-there-happens-to-be-one.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-4617623216391349898</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2011 08:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-30T16:38:13.180+08:00</atom:updated><title>...Bleeding hearts will only cry out for more...</title><atom:summary>

“A red rose is not selfish because it wants to be a red rose. It would be horribly selfish if it wanted all the other flowers in the garden to be both red and roses.”




"Why kid ourselves, people have nothing to say to one another... they all talk about their own troubles and nothing else. Each man for himself, the earth for us all. They try to unload their unhappiness on someone else...

...</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/aJE4UAnYJwM/bleeding-hearts-will-only-cry-out-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/aJE4UAnYJwM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/08/bleeding-hearts-will-only-cry-out-for.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-7561996072898300884</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2011 07:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-19T19:42:25.499+08:00</atom:updated><title>People tend to make rules for others and exceptions for themselves.</title><atom:summary>The best way to sell yourself to  others is first to sell the others to yourself. Check yourself against  this list of obstacles to a pleasing personality:

 interrupting others  sarcasm  vanity  being a poor listener  insincere flattery  finding fault  challenging others without good cause  giving unsolicited advice  complaining  attitude of superiority  envy of others’ success  poor posture and</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/UkT_tJeBzVE/people-tend-to-make-rules-for-others.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/UkT_tJeBzVE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/08/people-tend-to-make-rules-for-others.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-6887152422339705199</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2011 00:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-07-28T10:32:19.229+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">backstabbers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rumor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hearsay</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">idle talk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gossip</category><title>It isn't what they say about you, it's what they whisper.</title><atom:summary>Here's how it works...  something is said about someone. Doesn't matter whether it's good or bad or terrible; true or just hearsay. The recipient's perception of the information will judge it based on two conditions -- (1) if the recipient of the information is indifferent, (s)he will just ignore.  (2) If the recipient already has some rancor or even mindset about the person being talked about, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/wk6gffzF50g/it-isnt-what-they-say-about-you-its.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/wk6gffzF50g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/07/it-isnt-what-they-say-about-you-its.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-306745503681458886</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2011 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-04-20T04:03:12.068+08:00</atom:updated><title>The Family that Rocks Together...Stays Together!</title><atom:summary>"Rock n Roll!" ...I still can't get over last Monday night's (April 18) super fun time with "The Smiths".  Love the conversation, laughter &amp; learning. Awesome experience, indeed.I joined Pinoy Rock'nRoll Legend -- Pepe (Joey), pasaway dad's girl -- Queenie, DJ &amp; model -- Sanya and the Jr. Rockstar -- Beebop as they dined in at Chocolate Fire in Makati.Twas so fun being with them as if we're like </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/0dC9xC_p-SM/family-that-rocks-togetherstays.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/0dC9xC_p-SM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/04/family-that-rocks-togetherstays.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-5030680765227209862</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2011 22:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-28T08:37:51.972+08:00</atom:updated><title>My job is to love people. It is GOD's job to change them.</title><atom:summary>Each of us encounter at least one difficult person every day. Lucky if you're spared of dealing with an irritating individual even just once in a week.  Some even have to put up being with another person who possess an unpleasant attitude on a daily basis. It's like castigation they have to endure. Many are struggling to get along with spiteful supervisors or co-workers. There are those who have </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/8E0u0CQ-1j8/my-job-is-to-love-people-it-is-gods-job.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/8E0u0CQ-1j8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-job-is-to-love-people-it-is-gods-job.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-5272103528109676184</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2011 14:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-26T23:54:03.746+08:00</atom:updated><title>We all need a daily check up from the neck up to avoid stinkin’ thinkin’ which ultimately leads to hardening of the attitudes.</title><atom:summary>People often think that when they get what they want, that's gonna make them happy.  I didn't have lotsa wants; at least, I can't recall any strong desire to acquire or possess something.  Have always been content with what comes along.  Whatever is handed to me, am already good with that. No demands. No more complaining. Have always been thankful.But, I guess it'll always come in anyone's life </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/5lluBiW9zO8/we-all-need-daily-check-up-from-neck-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/5lluBiW9zO8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-all-need-daily-check-up-from-neck-up.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-3648278441067661858</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2010 10:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-25T18:16:21.765+08:00</atom:updated><title>Should we or should we not say, "Merry Xmas"?</title><atom:summary>Some time in the past, I heard a pastor mentioned in a Bible study that it is wrong to spell it Xmas. His reason being was it's removing Christ from the word, which is, well, not right. True enough. Why would you remove "Christ" from Christmas and replace it with X when He is the main reason why there is such an occasion in the first place? Over the years since, I hold this argument to be true. </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/Az7N5vuFbgI/should-we-or-should-we-not-say-merry.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/Az7N5vuFbgI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/12/should-we-or-should-we-not-say-merry.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-1274146821293407337</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-09T05:34:31.638+08:00</atom:updated><title>Doing Good Makes You Fake</title><atom:summary>Prolly it's just me.  Still overwhelmed and still can't believe.  How can you easily mend when you sincerely cared for someone, offered your real friendship and love to this person, given your time and effort ... only to find out that some nasty words said about you can influence this person's view of you and unsparingly judge you? I smell a lil odor of ungratefulness here. Or unreal friendship, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/2xmPfVegDpU/doing-good-makes-you-fake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/2xmPfVegDpU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/12/doing-good-makes-you-fake.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-8150990793718220275</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 15:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-01T23:16:08.099+08:00</atom:updated><title>Screaming inside but can't be heard.</title><atom:summary>Even though I loved you so much, I just couldn't deal with the pain. And, the times we spent together, holding each other, were the best times of my life. But no matter how much I wanted to keep you in my arms, I couldn't. I couldn't hold on to you, knowing that all you were going to do was hurt me. But right now, even though I still love you, I don't need you anymore. I don't need you to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/mI12u6Z8u9Q/screaming-inside-but-cant-be-heard.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/mI12u6Z8u9Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/11/screaming-inside-but-cant-be-heard.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-91194038467042845</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Sep 2010 02:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-16T10:52:43.661+08:00</atom:updated><title>Swallow your pride occasionally, it's not fattening.</title><atom:summary>"Do not think of yourself more highly than  you ought, but rather think of  yourself with sober judgment, in  accordance with the measure of faith  God has given you.﻿"  Romans 12:3Judgment and criticism are fruit of deeper problem -- pride. When the "I"  in us is bigger than it should be, it will always cause the kinds of  problems such as friction in relationships. The Bible repeatedly warns  </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/scFfjsbrPx4/swallow-your-pride-occasionally-its-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/scFfjsbrPx4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/09/swallow-your-pride-occasionally-its-not.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-3379073179133488403</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 20:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-25T04:38:53.626+08:00</atom:updated><title>"If you love ME, love my rag dolls." - GOD</title><atom:summary>Sure we all desire so many things. This includes love. The very person we so wish will be with us forever. We desire strongly out of this longing inside. From this desire springs a lot more other things such as expectations, pain, disappointments...blah blah blah. Once, you thought if you only have this person (or something) in your life, you'll be happy. You never stop wanting, desiring, longing</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/II5RthZi-SM/if-you-love-me-love-my-rag-dolls-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/II5RthZi-SM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-you-love-me-love-my-rag-dolls-god.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-1480120740969387477</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2010 05:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-04T14:03:05.241+08:00</atom:updated><title>"Our only business is to love &amp; delight ourselves in God."</title><atom:summary>What we need to understand is that we're created to do good (Ephesians 2:10). We are commanded to consider others better than ourselves (Philippians 2:3). Our walk should not be influenced by selfishness. Otherwise, we'll find the 2nd greatest commandment -- 'Love your neighbor as yourself' -- hard to do.   Growing up, I thought I have already learned and actually practicing selflessness. I </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/3E7lSWZQRDQ/our-only-business-is-to-love-delight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/3E7lSWZQRDQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/08/our-only-business-is-to-love-delight.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-1022175718659513966</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 14:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-16T22:32:34.625+08:00</atom:updated><title>"Turn your wounds into wisdom."  — Oprah Winfrey</title><atom:summary>"All the years you've waited for them to "make it up to you" &amp; all  the energy you  expended  trying to make them change (or make them pay) kept the old wounds from  healing &amp; gave pain from the past free rein to shape &amp; even  damage your  life. Still they may not have changed. Nothing you have done has made  them  change.  Indeed, they may never change. Inner peace is found by changing  yourself</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/rjJU2ywjJf4/turn-your-wounds-into-wisdom-oprah.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/rjJU2ywjJf4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/07/turn-your-wounds-into-wisdom-oprah.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-1521321811816938437</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2010 04:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-10T14:24:05.211+08:00</atom:updated><title>Commitment is a need that says, “no matter how bad the weather become, I’m willing to stay.”</title><atom:summary>GOD blesses us with people who  appreciate our very being when our hearts are too hurt. Whenever I feel  that life gets a little too tiring, I go back thinking of wonderful people  who remind me that I am important and valuable. GOD uses them to restore  my strength and faith in myself.  It's really amazing how GOD comes to our rescue by using individuals to touch our lives in ways too </atom:summary><enclosure type="video/mp4" url="http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=32ed507c02a5b407&amp;type=video%2Fmp4" length="0" /><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/OdsFzZ421H0/commitment-is-need-that-says-no-matter.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DhvioUC6Vw8/TBB1gp0Ug0I/AAAAAAAAAFg/PzgH_gOVAc8/s72-c/changed+life.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/OdsFzZ421H0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/06/commitment-is-need-that-says-no-matter.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-6334994001233092198</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jun 2010 00:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-06-08T08:29:38.673+08:00</atom:updated><title>Know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum.</title><atom:summary>Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and, actually, want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/9N3Et6Id8zk/know-that-worrying-is-as-effective-as.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/9N3Et6Id8zk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/06/know-that-worrying-is-as-effective-as.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-8085423738333579424</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 May 2010 03:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-23T11:17:14.878+08:00</atom:updated><title>“I thank everyone that has caused me to suffer, w/o you I would've no reason to express myself.”</title><atom:summary>    "At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, all we really want is to be close to somebody. So this thing, where we all keep our distance and pretend not to care about each other, is usually a load of bull. So we pick and choose who we want to remain close to, and once we've chosen those people, we tend to stick close by. No matter how much we hurt them, the people that are still with </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/q9OD0dum6-g/i-thank-everyone-that-has-caused-me-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/q9OD0dum6-g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-thank-everyone-that-has-caused-me-to.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-9158206387842335131</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2010 09:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-18T17:15:38.718+08:00</atom:updated><title>I take the good with the bad. I can't love people in slices.</title><atom:summary>"We can't undo our mistakes, and we rarely forgive ourselves for them. But, it's a hazard of the trade. As human beings we can always try to do better. To be better. To right a wrong. Even when it feels irreversible. Of course, "I'm sorry" doesn't always cut it. Maybe because we use it so many different ways. As a weapon. As an excuse. But, when we are really sorry, when we use it right... when </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/PpiZPo2o1DU/i-take-good-with-bad-i-cant-love-people.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/PpiZPo2o1DU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-take-good-with-bad-i-cant-love-people.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-8552177480308771320</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2010 12:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-04T20:22:24.958+08:00</atom:updated><title>Smile and be happy.</title><atom:summary>Found this really funny. A comment posted on my Friendster page by a stranger who has his hilarious style of starting a lil  conversation...Posted Apr 24, 02:28 PMkasi ano., parang kamukha mo lang yung nakasabay ko sa jeep kasing ganda mo rin!....I was in a jeep where he also was and he found me later on on FS! His location is Bulacan (from his profile). Think I have amnesia. Where am I? Who am I</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/jyPPE39dsLg/smile-and-be-happy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/jyPPE39dsLg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/05/smile-and-be-happy.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-7207786089801634763</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Apr 2010 07:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-09T16:16:37.927+08:00</atom:updated><title>A single moment of true joy is more powerful than a lifetime of sorrow.</title><atom:summary>got up on the wrong side of the bed...power  outage...missed Showtime...enduring extreme heat...too many things to be  thankful for still.                        2:15 PM Apr 8th via webThat's one of my posts on twitter yesterday. Although, drained and surly, I had the feeling that there are still too many things to be thankful for no matter how bad things around may seem.  True enough, just a few</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/aPVuG4-LG3o/single-moment-of-true-joy-is-more.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DhvioUC6Vw8/S77fLUKhR-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/a331PQ7W7sw/s72-c/goodies.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/aPVuG4-LG3o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/04/single-moment-of-true-joy-is-more.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-5969830232932041511</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Apr 2010 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-04T02:19:45.777+08:00</atom:updated><title>When you take things for granted, the things you are granted get taken.</title><atom:summary>No, I haven't really recovered yet. It's almost a month now but, every now and then, I still think about her. About how everything's been snatched from her in an instant. Or must I say, how she'd been snatched from us in a New York minute.Twas RJ's (my big bro's) birthday when I received the news.   6th of March 2010. Unbelievable. A call from Kym changed my mood that night and the days after.  </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/yCaVZJ0q1hg/when-you-take-things-for-granted-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/yCaVZJ0q1hg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-you-take-things-for-granted-things.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30520107.post-4351706230628925401</guid><pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2010 11:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-20T20:00:05.823+08:00</atom:updated><title>When something like this happens, you wanna grab the people around you. The ones who matter the most.</title><atom:summary>We all have to be reasonable in making a decision to despise a person we don't personally know. Because what little we know about them is not enough reason for us to judge their whole being. There is more to each person than the small details we hear about them. Details that are from another person who happens to have nothing good to say about them. When someone hates another, is this person </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~3/nQB_0GpGOts/when-something-like-this-happens-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (~ pApEr tiGeR ~)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MyGreenRoom/~4/nQB_0GpGOts" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://plain-spokenmentalsnapshots.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-something-like-this-happens-you.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

