<?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-1916517468113029091</id><updated>2024-09-01T06:45:46.843-07:00</updated><category term="random thoughts"/><category term="HIV/AIDS"/><category term="at the beginning"/><category term="in the face of bullshit"/><category term="positivity"/><title type='text'>I Will Sing of Your Love Forever</title><subtitle type='html'>Daddy. Marky. Cyrus+. Ichan. Kizzie. GOD. My life revolves around them now.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-6500751797179413780</id><published>2016-07-25T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2016-07-25T20:48:47.314-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="in the face of bullshit"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="positivity"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="random thoughts"/><title type='text'>When You&#39;re Just Pissed Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Almost two months since my juggler role: balancing time during weekdays producing news, writing web content, trying to be a mom, and (surprise!) being a Master in Public Administration student. Forego my online courses for now... fortunately, the institution allows me to enroll for my preferred courses and check them out later when my time admits.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;What things? I and the kids getting sick. And yeah, the hot temper I&#39;ve always been praying so hard to extinguish especially when I&#39;m tired and stressed out is flaming up again. Making me feel like the worst mom all the time. And now, my left eyesight, which used to be the clearer one, is starting to have some clear, dotty things in it (Read that it might be due to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/retinal-detachment/diagnosis-treatment/treatment/txc-20197355&quot;&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;). God....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;verdana&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;For now, a little positive vibe is key to harking back to my fighter self....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Hi, mga kapatid! ;) Just passed by para i-echo ang sentiments ng ating Miss Universe Pia Wurtzbach re: AIDS lolz. But... seriously.&lt;br /&gt;
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A friend recently died kasi. He&#39;s just 24. As young perhaps as some of us in the community, and as young as most will probably will be until they move on to head the community or to marriage or an adult-oriented community. Basta ang point dun, he&#39;s YOUNG! In fact, he can join Corinthians pa sana. But he succumbed to that disease.&lt;br /&gt;
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But guess what? It can be treated na! Pero early start is key. Kasi pinahihina nito ang immune system ng tao. At pag tumagal pa, gaya ng nangyari sa friend ko, you could succumb to iba&#39;t ibang klase ng sakit like pneumonia, TB, which supposedly ay magagamot pa pero sa kasong ito nga ay hindi na. In just two weeks, his progressed even when he was already confined because his immune system has already weakened so bad...&lt;br /&gt;
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We all know naman siguro how we could get AIDS. HINDI SIYA NAKAKAHAWA unless alam niyo na. If you think you&#39;re at risk, get tested ASAP. Philippine AIDS Institute can guide you, and provide you FREE meds for maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;
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We may not be aware but so many of our age is getting the disease already. If there&#39;s any who&#39;s a member of this community, PLEASE DO NOT BE ASHAMED to share about it, so we could also help and pray for you. If you&#39;re engaged in activities that expose you to this disease, HINDI PA HULI ANG LAHAT PARA MAGBAGO. Repent and pray. And do not forget to ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;[Read: Kebs kung outdated na ang porma. Basta merong moisturizer. :)) Pero I stick to the drugstore types, the affordable ones. Saka na &#39;yung mga Elizabeth Arden, ekek. Yes, I&#39;m slightly keen on using them in the future. He he.]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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This is my go-to moisturizer... my fave as of the moment. It&#39;s light and non-sticky, and while I don&#39;t really need whitening creams, I just liked the sort of radiant glow that it gives me. I apply it twice a day - after taking a bath and upon arriving at work (I clean my face first of all the commute grime and then apply). And then, &#39;pag sinipag, I also use it as a night cream wahaha. It costs mga P80 lang yata sa Mercury Drug Store (will go back and update once I have confirmed) and I finish a tube and replenish every two weeks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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However, just this Monday, my kids ransacked my office bag. To my horror, I lost it. Yes, the tube. It&#39;s horrible because the twice-a-day application is already a habit. But I don&#39;t want to spend extra kasi I know the tube&#39;s just somewhere sa bahay. So I decided to look for a sachet na lang to compensate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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This tiny wonder&#39;s worth only P20, and it works WONDERS! First time I used it... after maybe an hour, I saw my reflection on a dim mirror and I was like, wait, namumula ba &#39;ko? I checked sa bathroom CR and found out that... oo nga, I&#39;m pinkish white! Truela ang promise na may makikita ka nang effect sa unang gamit pa lang. Ang comment ko lang siguro is two days lang tumagal sa &#39;kin &#39;yang unang sachet ko na ganyan LOLz. Pero check ko uli dito sa bagong sachet... baka kasi &#39;di lang talaga ako marunong gumamit wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;I was asked to do a talk for the Corinthian Youth Movement&#39;s Praise Day on Sunday, July 3, about Community, while considering the fact that they just had their latest batch of new members! :) So I decided the topic should be Christian Community, not just any mere community. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This is just a very simple, no-brainer kind of talk. I have just one aim - that the members, especially the fresh batch, will get to know &lt;i&gt;ano ba itong pinasok nila&lt;/i&gt;. Simple answer - it&#39;s a Christian Community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Like I said, a Christian community is not just like any community. Well, it&#39;s similar in the sense na it&#39;s also a group, an affiliation. But what sets us, a Christian community, apart from any other community out there is that we are CHRISTIAN. By Christian, we mean we are OF CHRIST... we gather FOR CHRIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A Christian community has three basic elements. By basic, we mean these are MUSTS that need to be fulfilled &lt;i&gt;para ang isang &lt;/i&gt;community &lt;i&gt;ay matawag na &lt;/i&gt;Christian community. These elements are as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Profiling works in a similar way. During the weekend, people of various &quot;shapes&quot; answer the call or invite to join. Of course, you need to get to know each other. &lt;i&gt;Sino ba &#39;tong mga kasama ko? Anong pinagkakaabalahan nila? &lt;/i&gt;What do we have in common? Only then will you be able to get your acts together and determine how you will actually serve God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;trebuchet ms&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Teatro Ebanghelyo&#39;s profile of members is, naturally, &lt;i&gt;mga bihasa sa &lt;/i&gt;performing arts. So they serve God through the performing arts. &#39;&lt;i&gt;Yung makikita nilang magaling kumanta, kakanta; &#39;yung magaling sumayaw, sasayaw; &lt;/i&gt;and then at some points, &lt;i&gt;may &lt;/i&gt;overlapping &lt;i&gt;kasi ganun ka&lt;/i&gt;-generous &lt;i&gt;si&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lord that He gives us more than one talent! They serve God through stage and street plays especially &lt;i&gt;&#39;pag may malaking &lt;/i&gt;religious events like Christmas, Holy Week, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;This is basic in all groups, more so if the group happens to be a Christian community. After profiling &lt;i&gt;kasi, siyempre &lt;/i&gt;you need to determine how the group is going to last the tests of the changing times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;As we have learned during the weekend, our community has a motto. It&#39;s &quot;Pass it on... God&#39;s love.&quot; This is not just a quote that&#39;s meant to impress. It&#39;s not just for inspiration. It should also serve as a basis, a gauge, a requirement in all the things we do for and with the community. We should always ask ourselves, when I say or do this, am I actually passing on God&#39;s love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Thus, the importance of listening. &lt;i&gt;Syempre, &lt;/i&gt;to what our fellow Corinthians have to say about it.&amp;nbsp;But you know what, you don&#39;t necessarily need to be in a conversation to listen. There&#39;s also what we call listening to ourselves. And then &lt;i&gt;syempre, &lt;/i&gt;there&#39;s listening to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Syempre, &lt;/i&gt;the most important! What is a Christian community if the members were not praying? We know it&#39;s our communication with Christ. Therefore, &lt;i&gt;importante siya, kasi &#39;di ba, kay &lt;/i&gt;Lord &lt;i&gt;ang grupo natin, eh! &lt;/i&gt;So we can say prayer is not just a form of communication, it&#39;s also an acknowledgment that our group is for Christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Like I&#39;ve said earlier, these three are just the BASIC elements. &lt;i&gt;&#39;Yung iba pang&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;elements, I should say, &lt;i&gt;diskarte at &lt;/i&gt;time-tested principles&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;na rin ng &lt;/i&gt;community. Here are some &lt;i&gt;na na-&lt;/i&gt;glean &lt;i&gt;ko &lt;/i&gt;from the Corinthians, which has actually been around for 30 years already:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;REMEMBER THAT YOU ARE CHOSEN. &lt;i&gt;Gaya ng sinabi sa inyo nung &lt;/i&gt;weekend &lt;i&gt;niyo, &lt;/i&gt;you were called to be part of the community... and then after that, God will choose who will do certain tasks at hand. Refrain from judging your fellow community members &lt;i&gt;na parang hindi siya&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;fit, &lt;i&gt;parang dapat, hindi kanya ang &lt;/i&gt;task &lt;i&gt;na &#39;yan, kasi &lt;/i&gt;in the first place, it&#39;s not you who decide, it&#39;s not the members who decide, it&#39;s not even the secretariat or the adult couple that decides, but it&#39;s God. How do I know? &lt;i&gt;Eh &#39;di ba nga, &lt;/i&gt;we pray? We talk to God. You may not notice or you may not think it&#39;s evident, but we actually have a direct line to Him. Trust that you have a direct line to Him, because YOU ARE CHOSEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;DO NOT WORRY IF THE NUMBER OF YOUR PM ATTENDEES IS NOT HUGE. You don&#39;t determine that. It&#39;s the leader of the group who does! He picks who goes and who does not. Even then, we should not judge those who does not go, because it only means that God has a different plan for them. And it also doesn&#39;t mean that if God has a different plan for them, it means they are no longer Corinthians. &lt;i&gt;Sinasabi sa atin &lt;/i&gt;during our weekend - ONCE A CORINTHIAN, ALWAYS A CORINTHIAN. Therefore, it only means that they (we, &lt;i&gt;kasama ako&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;kasi hindi na rin ako &lt;/i&gt;regular attendee) are an extension of the community... &lt;i&gt;kasi hindi naman tayo &lt;/i&gt;bonded by physical &lt;i&gt;lang, eh&lt;/i&gt;... we&#39;re the spiritual kind - we&#39;re bonded by the spirit. So while you may be a small group physically, out there, you have tons in the spirit with you. But even then, we cannot make this an excuse to NOT attend prayer meetings, &lt;i&gt;lalo kung ang &lt;/i&gt;reason &lt;i&gt;ay tinatamad ka lang&lt;/i&gt;. We may laugh at this, but it&#39;s actually a subtle way of the Devil trying to sneak you out of the community. Pray that you will be shielded from this, and pray that your brothers and sisters in the community will be shielded, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;KEEP IN MIND THAT THIS GROUP IS GOD&#39;S. We do not run it. You do not run it. He owns this group. He FOUNDED this group. He may not have physically founded the group, but He founded it through the Spirit, through the people who always come to Him in prayer - to the people he&#39;s always in a communication with. And, He will be the sole authority to decide whether this community is going to continue or will start ceasing operations. He always has reasons. The examples don&#39;t have to be profound... &lt;i&gt;sabi nga ni &lt;/i&gt;Lord, &lt;i&gt;&#39;di ba, &lt;/i&gt;we&#39;re just like Him? It&#39;s just like us when we&#39;re running our own business - &lt;i&gt;syempre gagawin niyo lahat para hindi &#39;yan malugi o magsara. &lt;/i&gt;Trust, have faith, that God, our Founder, will always have that instinct, that SOP, in mind. Let go and let God all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;Right now, you are receiving the call of confirmation that God is choosing you to work for Him in this community. You may ask, &lt;i&gt;paano? Mamaya, &lt;/i&gt;your community leaders will tell you how. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Read that previous sentence. That was exactly the reason why I&#39;m truly grateful companies like &lt;a href=&quot;http://essays.ph/&quot;&gt;Essays.ph&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;exist. &lt;a href=&quot;http://essays.ph/&quot;&gt;Essays.ph&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;provides a haven for moms like me who, in blunt terms, don&#39;t have anything once we take breaks from work. Even students could apply! I honestly wished I discovered this when I was still in college. &amp;nbsp;I remember bugging my parents way back to allow me to apply for odd jobs but they weren&#39;t letting me. If I&#39;ve just learned about this in the past, maybe Mom and Dad would not have any qualms about me wanting to have my own money!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;APPLICATION IS A BREEZE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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On the &lt;a href=&quot;http://essays.ph/&quot;&gt;Essays.ph&lt;/a&gt; homepage, just click on &lt;a href=&quot;http://essays.ph/apply.php&quot;&gt;Apply Online&lt;/a&gt;. Yes, you don&#39;t have to go elsewhere and wait in long queues just to tell &#39;em you want the job. Just fill out the form with your credentials, follow the instructions, and you&#39;re good to go! &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;TAKING A JOB ORDER IS JUST LIKE ANSWERING AN ASSIGNMENT IN SCHOOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s basically the reason why they don&#39;t call it job orders, they call it assignments. &amp;nbsp;And you don&#39;t need any special skill for those. &amp;nbsp;As long as you could write decently and you know basic computer and navigating skills, you&#39;ll be all right. &lt;br /&gt;
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And unlike school, you don&#39;t have to bother about doing assignments you don&#39;t like. You choose from a myriad of choices, like this:&lt;br /&gt;
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And you choose how you get paid. &amp;nbsp;You can open a bank account especially for this purpose, or you can choose to get the payment through one that you already have. &amp;nbsp;You can also get it channeled through LBC. You can even get paid through G-Cash! &amp;nbsp;Very convenient, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;HOW &lt;a href=&quot;http://essays.ph/&quot;&gt;ESSAYS.PH&lt;/a&gt; HELPED ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I just can&#39;t stress this enough. &amp;nbsp;This has been my savior all through the times when I&#39;m out of work for maternity leaves. &amp;nbsp;You see, I have two kids (one is already in heaven). &amp;nbsp;With the first one, Marky, our family really relied heavily on my earnings as a web content writer, especially when I took my leave. &amp;nbsp;My husband&#39;s earnings back then were so measly all we could afford through that money were diapers and milk. &amp;nbsp;Through writing web content for companies such as &lt;a href=&quot;http://essays.ph/&quot;&gt;Essays.ph&lt;/a&gt;, I earned enough, even more, to tide us through the &quot;dry&quot; months.&lt;br /&gt;
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And there&#39;s not even a loyalty issue if you stopped for a while because you&#39;re back on your two feet and your regular job. &lt;a href=&quot;http://essays.ph/&quot;&gt;Essays.ph&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;accepts that most of the people who apply for them do so because they have time on their hands, because they would want to do something out of their free time. &amp;nbsp;And yes, the best thing about spending your free time with Essays.ph is that you get to WRITE! You really get to be called a WRITER, no matter how young or old you are! &amp;nbsp;And yes, best of all, YOU GET PAID for the assignments you do!&lt;br /&gt;
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The best time to apply is now! Go to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.essays.ph/&quot;&gt;http://www.essays.ph&lt;/a&gt; to find out exactly how! :)&lt;br /&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/4620967205343260514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/4620967205343260514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/4620967205343260514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/4620967205343260514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/09/saying-hello-once-more-to-essaysph.html' title='Saying &quot;Hello Once More&quot; to Essays.ph :)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM_IwKWH-I_gCrCnwwGT5Sw1O3pD-zzIGTmUMWqsNmFqiD-o9Y23131Dr5Wqf0vbTV9nFY0NX_NMKDO7wh7oOBh4egphDdr5jIhwj7pqFP8OB8joJi3qme81hq4BA1ic8nf3bfViRH4EM4/s72-c/eph+assignments.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-9038131870098306694</id><published>2013-07-21T05:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-07-21T05:47:38.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will This Be Another Unfinished Blog? :)</title><content type='html'>During my school years, I&#39;ve been keeping a diary, and some entries were unfinished, most often because I was already too asleep and tired, and when I woke up again, I find myself no longer in line with what I have been writing the night before. Now, I try to keep a blog, but well... things have been keeping me off our personal PC, Marky being first on the list. :) Not that I resent my son being the disturbance. He was actually a pleasant distraction. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyway, I&#39;m now seven months pregnant with our third baby. :) Still haven&#39;t brought stuff for him, save for the onesie and bib set, and the lavender baby wash I&#39;ve brought from Avon. How I wish there&#39;s more baby stuff available for babies out there! (Hmmm... a business idea?)&lt;br /&gt;
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Still doing direct selling business, but I&#39;m honestly not contented. :o It&#39;s still not under my name. My lack of a permanent address deters me from doing it better. :o I feel that I can do it best if I have my own say in the business. Anyway, I hope I can find more options in the future.&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s all for now. :) I would like to write some more, but the washing machine cycle just stopped. :) Time to go back to mommy duties.&lt;br /&gt;
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God speed. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/9038131870098306694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/9038131870098306694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/9038131870098306694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/9038131870098306694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/07/will-this-be-another-unfinished-blog.html' title='Will This Be Another Unfinished Blog? :)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-1067239277485253679</id><published>2013-06-29T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-06-29T05:29:25.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promotion... The Fight... The New Baby! :)</title><content type='html'>June 14, 2013. That was the date when my boss told me that, starting Monday, I&#39;ll be the new Executive Producer for Aksyon Breaking morning shift. &#39;Twas my first ever REAL EP stint! It left me enthralled, but not quite. My son was sick. And it might be another bout of TB.&lt;br /&gt;
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Went through three gruesome weeks because Marky&#39;s down with fever that goes up, down, up... colds, cough, headache, and sore throat. I and Daddy almost had no sleep. We also contracted colds and cough. But we stuck through it. Now, Marky&#39;s fever-free. And it&#39;s his last day now for medication.&lt;br /&gt;
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Just remembered what my mom-in-law told hubby in the past: &quot;Ang anak, dapat pinaghihirapan &#39;yan.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/1067239277485253679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/1067239277485253679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/1067239277485253679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/1067239277485253679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/06/promotion-fight-new-baby.html' title='Promotion... The Fight... The New Baby! :)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-5368625866613806353</id><published>2013-05-08T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2013-05-08T14:55:26.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Hello Once More, Blogger! :)</title><content type='html'>Been wanting to blog for the longest time, but my pregnancy sickness is getting the better of me. :o So I endeavored to wake up a bit early so I&#39;ll have some strength to share at least a couple of things happening in my life right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Right now, I&#39;m five months on the way. :) Dunno what the gender is yet... some people kept asking me, as if I can go through ultrasound every week... but yeah, you guys will just have to wait. :) I&#39;ll get an ultrasound again when I reach six months. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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LDM says my due date is August 24, a day before my own birthday. ;p Interesting. Would there be rainshowers and flood as well? &#39;Cause that&#39;s what happened when I was born. :D&lt;br /&gt;
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But my ultrasound says my due date is September. Not bad. We&#39;ll both be Virgos. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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At work, we&#39;re on the height of preparations for the election coverage. &amp;nbsp;Missing my online gig at &lt;a href=&quot;http://essays.ph/&quot;&gt;Essays.ph&lt;/a&gt;. Yep, I&#39;m back in the online business... but I can&#39;t really do anything for them right now because schedule is tight. But at least, I&#39;m signed up for some sure work when I go on maternity leave. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Also into a new business right now, direct selling a cosmetics line. :) It&#39;s something I&#39;m really passionate about at the moment. Thanks to a neighbor who opened my eyes to its benefits, but really sorry because I can&#39;t sign up officially with her. Hehe. I hope I can come up with enough to fatten our account for the future. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Yes, we&#39;ve already celebrated Cyrus&#39; first ascension anniversary. :) I have a separate post about that soon. :) Next up: Our 13th anniversary as a couple, and Marky&#39;s third birthday! :)&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s it for now. Gonna nap for some time before going to work. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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God speed. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/5368625866613806353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/5368625866613806353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/5368625866613806353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/5368625866613806353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/05/so-hello-once-more-blogger.html' title='So, Hello Once More, Blogger! :)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-6863337359089016270</id><published>2013-01-27T13:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-27T13:24:14.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;m Pregnant Again! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Baby number three... here we go!&lt;br /&gt;
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&#39;Been chatting with Marky these days. I keep telling him that he should take care of my tummy because his baby is here. I tell him about when he was in my tummy himself. I refuse to let my tummy be bumped by anyone or anything. I challenge duels when that happens. And, he tumbled so much whenever he&#39;s hungry. When he&#39;s out into the world, he would get his milk from Mommy&#39;s breasts. So I told him to expect the baby sucking from my breasts too after nine months.&lt;br /&gt;
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I also told Kuya Marky to please understand that I will have to carry the baby more often, because it&#39;s gonna be weak and helpless. I told him to help me dress the baby up. He&#39;s gonna give me the clothes, the nappy, and the oil. He&#39;s gonna put the oil on the baby&#39;s chest. Then, he&#39;s gonna slide the nappy under the baby&#39;s butt. There are times when he feels jealous of the stories. But I assured him we will remain bestfriends, and that he&#39;s gonna have an additional bestfriend. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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For now, here&#39;s my ideal meal plan: For breakfast, it&#39;s eggs encrusted with basil and rice. For snacks, it&#39;s processed fruit. Lunch would call for chicken ceasar salad and mashed potatoes with orange juice. And dinner would ideally be pasta. Healthy, huh? I noticed also that I was kinda giving up on rice. I cannot finish even just a cup of rice now. 0_o But I kinda force myself to because I know I&#39;ll be hungry if I didn&#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m seeing financial challenges ahead. The office will be farther away from home after the May elections. We&#39;ll be building a new home. Daddy wants Marky to go to school next year. And my Mom... she&#39;s asking for help for my dad&#39;s medicines!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/6863337359089016270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/6863337359089016270' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/6863337359089016270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/6863337359089016270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/01/im-pregnant-again-d.html' title='I&#39;m Pregnant Again! :D'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByJYrqlT8pz1pPyE7Y3D9JQXPRT75KDhy_xoZxHAVsBzr4buRTtXHKc2fa8_qN8Aj3jajE2byLyfQe43YT4ggPu765-fWOp6H2nbBuCi9TmsmL36ml6VBxEQwsn1HZs6YnAP7esyFTKFA/s72-c/IMG00130.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-6427477598787896602</id><published>2013-01-17T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-25T16:43:26.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy News :D</title><content type='html'>I got a segment at TV5&#39;s primetime newscast, Aksyon, which airs weekdays, 6 to 6:45pm... it&#39;s called Happy News. I can&#39;t actually call it MY segment because I&#39;m not even a segment producer... I&#39;m just a story supervisor editing scripts and checking the output, and the reporters cover the story... but anyway, it&#39;s basically about stuff that&#39;s gonna make our viewers smile. :) Here are the stories we already aired in that segment:&lt;br /&gt;
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* ROMANTIC PHILIPPINES (by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/KatherineImson?fref=ts&quot;&gt;Kaye Imson&lt;/a&gt;) - Philippines was awarded the Most Romantic Destination by a Chinese publication. They based this on a survey. &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/KatherineImson?fref=ts&quot;&gt;Kaye&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;scouted the country for stories of tourists and Pinoys who fell in love in our tourist attractions. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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* PUPPIES SAVED&amp;nbsp;(by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/francenoguera&quot;&gt;France Noguera&lt;/a&gt;) - a woman saves 7 puppies in the middle of a huge fire in San Juan. Her mom-in-law got mad at her because they almost didn&#39;t save any clothes. But for the heroine, the puppies were more important because they also have lives.&lt;br /&gt;
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* FOLDABOTS&amp;nbsp;(from Pilipinas News, voiced by&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/lailachikadora&quot;&gt;Laila Chikadora&lt;/a&gt;) - a really brilliant Pinoy artist invented robots that can be cut out of paper. Just don&#39;t let Marky play them, and they&#39;ll stay good as new. ;p&lt;br /&gt;
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* KAWAYAN FOOD (by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/lailachikadora&quot;&gt;Laila Chikadora&lt;/a&gt;) - it&#39;s about food that&#39;s made of labong that&#39;s not just gata or sauteed or whatever. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.malaya.com.ph/index.php/business/business-news/6967-multi-awarded-cause-oriented-gaga-over-bamboo1&quot;&gt;Filbamboo&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;makes interesting concoctions out of the bamboo shoot... and gives livelihood options, too.&lt;br /&gt;
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* BELLY GOOD PROGRAM (by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/francenoguera&quot;&gt;France Noguera&lt;/a&gt;) - by far my favorite story. &lt;a href=&quot;http://doh.gov.ph/&quot;&gt;DOH&lt;/a&gt; has this Belly Good Program, which rewards people for losing weight. Now, the officials will take the challenge (imagine Sec. Enrique Ona and Asec. Eric Tayag with waistlines ranging from 80 to 90 inches in 6 months! Now that&#39;s cool!)&lt;br /&gt;
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* BIRDS OF PREY KINGDOM (by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/mjmarfori?fref=ts&quot;&gt;MJ Marfori&lt;/a&gt;) - kids used to think of the brahminy kite eagle or lawin as dangerous, man-eating creatures. But here, the lawin can be a friend and a playmate.&lt;br /&gt;
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* PINOYS INVITED TO OBAMA&#39;S INAUGURATION (by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/jun.loyola.tv5?fref=ts&quot;&gt;Jun Loyola&lt;/a&gt;) - I don&#39;t even know if Pnoy&#39;s invited to Obama&#39;s inauguration after being reelected U.S. President. But four kids from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.reedleyschool.com/&quot;&gt;Reedley Int&#39;l School&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;are, and they&#39;re making the country proud.&lt;br /&gt;
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* PINOY AMONG 22 TO FLY TO OUTER SPACE IN 2014 (by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/paolo.bediones&quot;&gt;Paolo Bediones&lt;/a&gt;) - next year, 22 ordinary people will be given the chance to fly to outer space. One Pinoy is already assured of a ticket. Who can that be? ;p&lt;br /&gt;
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Supervising these kinds of stories can be &quot;brain-freezing&quot; at times. The writing requirement in TV5 isn&#39;t so &quot;news-y&quot; like that of the other networks. Our rule is write to video, make it &quot;jologs,&quot; make it sound as if it came from a tabloid. And when it&#39;s a feature story, it has to be FUN and not sound so PR. As in! And the bosses expect so much from Happy News. 0_o But I admit, the first week I spent handling Happy News has been... fun. :) When I was in high school, my journalism teacher told me I&#39;m gonna flourish in features. I thought I was kind of &quot;demoted.&quot; But now, I understand that it&#39;s actually the feature stories that SHOULD bring in ratings.&lt;br /&gt;
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Tomorrow I&#39;m gonna post stuff that I want covered for Happy News. :) Hihi.&lt;br /&gt;
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God bless and Happy Friday!&lt;br /&gt;
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(Geese, I just realized that it&#39;s already Friday!)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/6427477598787896602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/6427477598787896602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/6427477598787896602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/6427477598787896602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/01/happy-news-d.html' title='Happy News :D'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-9064692578431517905</id><published>2013-01-14T13:16:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-14T13:16:55.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pity? Or Maybe I Can Just Relate 0_o</title><content type='html'>I couldn&#39;t even start by counting the days when this person has been away, &#39;cause I&#39;ve lost track. I kinda know how desperate he already is, what with the spate of exclusives from the other networks, which they got through lots of support from their superiors and other divisions... and he&#39;s got... nothing. Just the basics. It could&#39;ve been the make or break in his career. And right now, it&#39;s like veering on the worse part. And I couldn&#39;t even help but notice that he seems as if he&#39;s on the verge of tears whenever we talk. Or, maybe, he was actually already weeping. It&#39;s so hard being out there, technically not knowing anybody, being far away from the people who meant a lot and care for you.&lt;br /&gt;
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Brings me back to the time when I was on the field myself, though my case is different. Middle of a big story, then someone calls that you need to pull out because no one&#39;s writing at base. &#39;Twas an act that&#39;s a bit hard to pull off for two reasons: the story and all the people looking at you while you exit.&lt;br /&gt;
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And yeah, when I was a student, when interviews get approved but at the appointed time, the subject suddenly plays hide and seek. The feeling when you wanted to rain all hell on the person, only to be sidetracked by the fact that you&#39;re doing it for the church....&lt;br /&gt;
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Sighs. I wanted to help, but for now, it&#39;s just all encouragement that I can do. And yeah, prayers. The stories are in the neighboring provinces. But he&#39;s stuck in this one place because of... what, indecision? I dunno. I may not understand, or not have basis. But I can&#39;t help but think that it&#39;s kinda a demolition thing against him, &#39;cause he&#39;s been getting lots of praises lately.&lt;br /&gt;
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But that&#39;s life. You get ups, and then you get a heavy &quot;down&quot; moment. But there&#39;s a God. He&#39;s bigger than all these downs. These are challenges to bring people even closer to Him, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;
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God bless you, brother. You know who you are. Your &quot;ate&quot; will always be here to listen to you. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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God speed.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/9064692578431517905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/9064692578431517905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/9064692578431517905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/9064692578431517905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/01/pity-or-maybe-i-can-just-relate-0o.html' title='Pity? Or Maybe I Can Just Relate 0_o'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-2458671421315225983</id><published>2013-01-08T13:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-08T13:20:22.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 8 -- First Day of Work at 2013</title><content type='html'>Aksyon Breaking shift was very calm yesterday. I let my EP do her job: lineup stories and demand from the desk. &#39;Guess what? She got the same response that I always get. ;p Just then, our boss arrived and gave us chocolates (hihi). We aired our side. He aired his. That&#39;s when I learned Aksyon had quite a beating yesterday because of the meager stories. Darn. No matter how hard you try to prettify the storytelling, it all really still boils down to whether you have THE story or not.&lt;br /&gt;
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Aksyon made me say, &quot;Wow.&quot; Intro Bidyo, showbiz VOs, and the new Happy News segment. Entertainment and features. My usual assignments. I initially said, &quot;Cool,&quot; then went on to take my 15-min. power nap. But when I started hitting the keyboards, it dawned on me. It&#39;s like my job&#39;s never gonna end! Four VOs only, but they felt like a lot yesterday! Blame it perhaps on my absences. Or maybe the pressure to come up with a better newscast. Or both. Then I had to do the ticker for T3. And then, just when I thought it&#39;s all never gonna end, I looked up and saw that, geese, 5pm palang pala. One hour to spare reviewing my work. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Prior to going to work, I had felt scared. Butterflies were making weird circles in my tummy. I thought I was never gonna make it. But I did. Hurrah! Though admittedly, I hadn&#39;t done my best. I was feeling too self-conscious! Later, I hope I do better. It&#39;s a big news day. We&#39;ve got hourly on TV5. &#39;Hope the phone signals don&#39;t go down today. 0_o So help us, God.&lt;br /&gt;
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BY THE WAY: &#39;Been trying, little by little, to incorporate some sort of diet in my lifestyle. ;p It&#39;s called portion control. Haha. Making sure I only have one cup of rice per meal, meat that&#39;s the size of my palm, and vegetables and fruits. It&#39;s only been a day since I tried but I&#39;m already feeling the difference. I don&#39;t feel as bloated. And I excrete the dung from inside more easily, hehe. ;p&lt;br /&gt;
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NEXT THING I WANNA DO: I really wanna go back to working out. But Daddy said I can&#39;t go back to my previous workout sched, which is a few minutes before going to work, because we found that it sabotages my back. 0_o Will explain later. ;p But for now, my plan (hopefully) is to just do it on weekends, in the gym out there that&#39;s just a few blocks away. I wanna start on Friday. Then I&#39;ll do it on Saturday and Sunday as well... at least there&#39;s something more to look forward to on weekends. ;p&lt;br /&gt;
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IF GIVEN THE CHANCE: Inspired by Trish Roque&#39;s new hair color. Hehe. The hairdresser told me before that colored hair&#39;s gonna suit me. But we need to allot extra for that. For now, I need to scrimp a little on expenses &#39;cause I had a lot of absences. That&#39;d surely reflect on my paycheck. 0_o&lt;br /&gt;
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That&#39;s it for now. :) God speed. :)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/2458671421315225983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/2458671421315225983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/2458671421315225983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/2458671421315225983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/01/january-8-first-day-of-work-at-2013.html' title='January 8 -- First Day of Work at 2013'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-1574208556965151717</id><published>2013-01-04T07:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2013-01-04T07:11:24.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week of 2013: Sick :(</title><content type='html'>Just as I was about to ponder on my 2013 resolutions when it hit me, really hard: I had a relapse.&lt;br /&gt;
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I was sick during Christmas. Started from simple colds and a cough that became worse because of the freakin&#39; cold inside the newsroom where I work. I had a full body warming massage, then I went to work the day after. Wrong move, I realized. My colds and cough didn&#39;t go away, and I had a few body aches, so they got worse. And now, here I am, facing the brunt of complete bed rest and, albeit partial, exclusion to my husband and my son, the people I love most. :(&lt;br /&gt;
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But well, I guess some people are happy that I wasn&#39;t in the newsroom. These were the people who&#39;re insecure because one person got recognized allegedly because of me. Well, maybe they don&#39;t think they were insecure, but at least that&#39;s how they show themselves to other people. All I can say is that, I actually didn&#39;t do anything other than my job description to put that person to where he is now. He already has it, the talent, the eye for news, the skill to gather news. It&#39;s just how he tells it, which, I believe they already know so fully well, is my job as a story supervisor/producer.&lt;br /&gt;
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Another thing: I absolutely don&#39;t favor him more than the other reporters when I do my lineup. You know me, guys. I&#39;m easy to talk to. You tell me this person&#39;s got a report, go ahead, I&#39;ll give you a slug. But often, you don&#39;t have anything to give me. You even tell me to just go call the reporters straight. So that&#39;s what I do. And it always turns out that this reporter always has a story. What else could I do?&lt;br /&gt;
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And by the way, I thought they should be the ones who should be happier that this guy&#39;s career is soaring....&lt;br /&gt;
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Just really frustrates me to know that some people could be so insecure, they just can&#39;t deny it.&lt;br /&gt;
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Gotta hit the sack again. :) Really wish I&#39;d get well soon. Marky was asking for a hug, but his Daddy pulled him away, saying, &quot;No, Mommy is sick.&quot; Gosh. This is getting so depressing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Prayers really appreciated. So help me, God.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/1574208556965151717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/1574208556965151717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/1574208556965151717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/1574208556965151717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2013/01/first-week-of-2013-sick.html' title='First Week of 2013: Sick :('/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-8566417321575456225</id><published>2012-12-26T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-12-26T04:46:14.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogger... Before 2012 Ends :)</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s been so long since I last visited my blogsite... been having problems with it, it&#39;s been crashing PCs lately since the customizations aren&#39;t for Pinoy technology, hehe... but here goes, I&#39;ve made it simpler and... yeah, I&#39;ll try my best to make it a point to blog here more often again. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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It&#39;s been a year...of up, down, up-up-and-away, and down-under moments. :) It&#39;s been a year when I went face to face with the worst failure so far of my life, as well as my best strengths. It&#39;s been a year when I had my share of foolishness and then responsibility. It was a year when I was hit in the head really hard, but before that I had to deal with a lot of stumbles and falls.&lt;br /&gt;
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As of press time, I&#39;m trying my best to recuperate from illness caused by stress and environmental factors. Hope this one gets away soon before the year ends. I still need to catch up on the gift-giving, and I need to take care of my little son as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;
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After New Year, I&#39;ll be planning for a music event for the death anniversary of my son, Cyrus. Still dunno how it&#39;s gonna be or what I&#39;ll be making out of it, but I&#39;ll consult my husband soon. Will surely need the help of some true friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;
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See more of you Net guys soon!&lt;br /&gt;
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God speed!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/8566417321575456225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/8566417321575456225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/8566417321575456225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/8566417321575456225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2012/12/back-to-blogger-before-2012-ends.html' title='Back to Blogger... Before 2012 Ends :)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-7199254438809308391</id><published>2012-07-06T04:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-06T04:30:08.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick... but how?</title><content type='html'>I just wanna go back home to a husband and my kids.&lt;br /&gt;
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Baby Bunching-Bunching has been making eerie appeals lately. I told my mom. Of course, she wasn&#39;t too glad about it. No question about my wanting for us to be a family again. Who doesn&#39;t want their kids to have complete parents? But he&#39;s not exerting every effort possible for us to go back home to him. Nevertheless, I was already willing to exert every effort possible for us to go back home to him.&lt;br /&gt;
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I fell asleep... and then, it struck me hard. REALLY hard. He&#39;s just gonna go with the flow. If we go back home to him, fine. If we DON&#39;T, it will also be fine with him. I WAS the only one not fine about it. Marky will be fine without his dad... at least, for now.&lt;br /&gt;
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The game plan? We WON&#39;T go home unless he comes to fetch us. I&#39;ll wait... even if it takes forever. If Marky goes to school and he&#39;s still not fetching us, then maybe I&#39;ll just call or text him to attend those events where dads might need to attend. I just really wanna make sure that he REALLY loves me. So tired of the days when I was the blind lady doing everything for him. Guess he needs to prove that he REALLY WANTED us to be family. I&#39;m so tired to just be present because I was with the flow. What if I wasn&#39;t? Would he go against the flow? Would he go through uncharted waters just for me?&lt;br /&gt;
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I know when he gets to read this, he&#39;ll think that I don&#39;t understand him AGAIN. He&#39;ll think my mom is brainwashing me or anything. But no... nobody&#39;s telling me what to do this time. Remember, my mom got angered when I told her I wanna go back home to him? But this time, I don&#39;t care who&#39;s gonna get mad... I&#39;m just gonna swallow my own damned pride and feelings....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So, what do I really want to happen? Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; I want us to be a family again, with our own abode, with our own means&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; BUT, he needs to prove that he also wants us to be a family again, by all means&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; No matter how long it takes, imma wait for him. If he fetches us, no matter what the circumstance, we&#39;ll go with him.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; If he doesn&#39;t fetch us, then it&#39;s time to focus on building a brand new home for me and my sons (yes, even that little angel we have in heaven). I don&#39;t wanna live forever in my childhood abode. I want to someday have a home where there&#39;s only me and Marky (and Cyrus), where I can cook the meals like I used to, where stuff will be organized as I want them to be organized, and where we&#39;ll follow schedules as I want them to be followed.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; Then, there&#39;s hoping that when we finally get to live in our own home, he will follow suit (he&#39;ll always be the dad of my kids and the man I&#39;ll love forever, after all)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So help me, God.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/7199254438809308391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/7199254438809308391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/7199254438809308391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/7199254438809308391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2012/07/homesick-but-how.html' title='Homesick... but how?'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-6166363058063850349</id><published>2012-07-04T03:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-07-04T03:52:49.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homesick</title><content type='html'>Not yet done with my &quot;Pamamaalam&quot; series... but a lot has already happened.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Words that have been so carelessly said brought forth our separation. Now, I&#39;m back to my childhood abode... with my son, Marky.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I kinda knew this was what our fallen son, Marky&#39;s late baby brother, had wanted... but apparently, not any more. It seems as if Cyrus didn&#39;t really want us to leave that house.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Indeed I missed our home. Admittedly, my childhood abode doesn&#39;t feel like home anymore... I feel more crazy there, more depressed, and more lazy.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I missed MY own cooking. I missed knowing where to find this or that around the house. And yes, I missed our big bed. I knew Marky missed them, too, though he seems to be enjoying, at the moment, living in a house with a bigger space.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In my childhood abode, I don&#39;t have to do the cooking because food&#39;s already cooked when we wake up. But really now, though I love my mom so much, I&#39;m not always contented. Marky seems to be, too. Bumabawi lang sa multivitamins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
In my childhood abode, the CR is, well, dirty. That&#39;s to take it lightly. Every time I bathe or use the toilet, I always get the urge to pour Zonrox full-strength in the bowl. Most unfortunately, I have had loose bowels ever since we transferred home.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
My husband has moved back. I wanted to, too. We have already made amends. They haven&#39;t yet with my parents. I know that&#39;s kinda wrong, but hey, to be really honest, I want - and need - my son to eat MY cooking, to do his bowel movements in a CLEAN environment again, and to be able to sleep in a BIG bed again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Never mind the wide space. I&#39;ll do all I can to have the strength to bring him out on sunny mornings everyday. I need to make sure I wake up earlier now, so I&#39;ll get food cooked earlier, too.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, Lord. Please help me decide. And then, please give me the courage to carry it out. And finally, please give the people around me the openness to accept whatever my decision will be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
AMEN.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/6166363058063850349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/6166363058063850349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/6166363058063850349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/6166363058063850349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2012/07/homesick.html' title='Homesick'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-5322580276595860089</id><published>2012-06-09T08:07:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-09T08:08:07.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pamamaalam (Part III-Annex)</title><content type='html'>* &lt;i&gt;preferring to post this first before the actual blog entry. No &quot;reasonable reason,&quot; just that this one&#39;s easier. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;This song I sang for Cyrus before my last kiss for him. When he gave me his last look and smile, I sang this again for him. That, until he breathed his last and the docs and nurses came rushing in to try to revive him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;I love you, son. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Credits go to &lt;a href=&quot;http://tabs.ultimate-guitar.com/f/firehouse/i_live_my_life_for_you_crd.htm&quot;&gt;Ultimate Guitar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;pre style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &#39;Courier New&#39;, Courier, monospace; font-size: 12px;&quot;&gt;´I Live My Life For You´
Firehouse

                           &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;
You know you&#39;re everything to me
       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Em&lt;/span&gt;                              &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
And I could never see, the two of us apart
                  &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;
And you know I give myself to you
             &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Em&lt;/span&gt;                             &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
And no matter what you do, I promise you my heart

        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I&#39;ve built my world around you and I want you to know
   &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                            &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I need you, like I&#39;ve never needed anyone before

&lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;         
I live my life for you
               &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I want to be by your side in everything that you do
                        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;
And if there&#39;s only one thing you can believe is true
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I live my life for you

           &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; 
I dedicate my life to you
                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Em&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
You know that I would die for you, but our love would last forever
                &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; 
And I will always be with you
                     &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Em&lt;/span&gt;                                 &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
And there is nothing we can&#39;t do, as long as we&#39;re together

        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I&#39;ve built my world around you and I want you to know
   &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                            &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I need you, like I&#39;ve never needed anyone before

&lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;         
I live my life for you
               &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I want to be by your side in everything that you do
                        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;
And if there&#39;s only one thing you can believe is true
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;  
I live my life for you

(guitar solo on chords of the verse)

        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;               &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I&#39;ve built my world around you and I want you to know
   &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                            &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                   &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I need you, like I&#39;ve never needed anyone before

&lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;         
I live my life for you
               &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;                 &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;
I want to be by your side in everything that you do
                        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;            &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;
And if there&#39;s only one thing you can believe is true
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;Am&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;          Gsus7 &lt;span style=&quot;color: #007fbf; cursor: pointer;&quot;&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;
I live my life for you wow, yeah I live my life for you&lt;/pre&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/5322580276595860089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/5322580276595860089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/5322580276595860089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/5322580276595860089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2012/06/pamamaalam-part-iii-annex.html' title='Pamamaalam (Part III-Annex)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-3829824339934311423</id><published>2012-06-06T19:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-07T18:21:27.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pamamaalam (Part II)</title><content type='html'>Napansin namin na sa tuwing umiiyak si Cyrus, bigla na lang siyang parang nanggagalaiti at nagiging kulay blue. Kailangan siyang pakalmahin kapag umiiyak, para makapag-proceed. Sabi ni Daddy, paiyakin lang ng paiyakin hanggang lumakas ang baga. Eventually, that worked... nung mag-2 or 3 months na yata siya nun, hindi na siya nagiging color blue &#39;pag umiiyak... at naging singlakas na siyang umiyak ng Kuya Marky niya.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cyrus loved milk so much. Nauubos niya ang isang malaking bote ng walang kahirap-hirap. At maya&#39;t maya &#39;yun. Siguro sa isang araw, average niya 10 bote. Malalaki &#39;yun lahat. Kaya lumobo siya ng lumobo. Eventually, a month just before he died, halos singlaki na niya ang Kuya Marky niya.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cyrus started making talking sounds early, just like his Kuya Marky. 2 months din siya when he said his first word, &quot;dede.&quot; (Marky&#39;s was &quot;karga!&quot;). Nung 3 months siya, nasasabi na niya ang &quot;opo.&quot; Mas madaldal siya sa Kuya Marky niya. His favorite words were &quot;aku&quot; and &quot;blahblahblah.&quot; (Marky went through the &quot;aku&quot; phase, but he never got through the &quot;blahblahblah&quot; phase) Often, he would also make sounds as if he were singing. May tono kasi. And then, &#39;pag pinakilala mo siya sa ibang tao, he would seemingly make &quot;kuwento.&quot; I will never forget the last time I brought him out to talk to an old man. Nagkuwento siya with feelings, parang umiiyak pero walang tears. Tapos maya-maya, happy na ulit, then he motioned for me to take him somewhere else. That was just days before he died.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cyrus was always observing. Gaya nung napansin ko nung bagong panganak siya, whenever he&#39;s in a new environment, whenever he woke up, and whenever he&#39;s about to sleep, magmamasid muna siya sa paligid. Basta kahit anong gawin niya, mag-o-observe muna siya. His eyes are deep and dark, maybe they make good observer&#39;s eyes. Whenever I sing, he&#39;d observe. Whatever his Kuya Marky does, he&#39;d observe. Whenever I talk to him, he&#39;d observe. And whenever I&#39;d put him to sleep, he&#39;d observe first, until he finally falls asleep....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A month before he passed away, kusa na siyang nakakadapa. Gumagawa na rin siya ng effort to push himself forward. Earlier than Marky ito... si Kuya Marky niya kasi, parang tamad mag-effort na kumilos, tapos nagulat na lang kami nakakagapang at nakakatayo na pala. Si Cyrus, kitang-kita mo ang development. Kitang-kita mo &#39;yung milestones niya na step-by-step. Nakakatakot lang, kasi kapag nakadapa si Cyrus, bigla na lang niyang binabagsak ulo niya. Kaya, nauuntog siya.&lt;br /&gt;
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Cyrus was always laughing and smiling. He would laugh to his Kuya&#39;s antics. He would laugh when Daddy tickles him. (&#39;Pag si Marky kinikiliti, naaasar at umiiyak) He would laugh to anybody. But most of all, Cyrus loved kisses, especially when it&#39;s from me. I&#39;m not saying this dahil nagyayabang ako; I&#39;m saying this because this is what I have observed. He would smile and look so spoiled tuwing binibigay ko sa kanya &#39;yung special kisses ko for my sons sa kanyang cheeks. Kapag nauntog siya, hilot lang ng konti, tapos &#39;pag kiniss ko na, OK na, hindi na siya iiyak.....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/3829824339934311423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/3829824339934311423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/3829824339934311423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/3829824339934311423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2012/06/pamamaalam-part-ii.html' title='Pamamaalam (Part II)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-5482209174704211903</id><published>2012-06-05T17:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-06-05T17:55:53.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pamamaalam (Part I)</title><content type='html'>Hindi ko alam sa umpisa na buntis ako. Basta ang alam ko lang, nagkakasugat ako at kung anu-ano sa balat ko nung mga panahong &#39;yun. Kung anu-anong gamot nainom ko, matanggal lang ang sakit. Kung anu-ano ang naipahid ko sa balat ko, gumaling lang &#39;yung sugat.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nung magkaroon ako ng hint na buntis ako, I was fighting with my husband. He threatened to leave the house. I was more than willing. Marky was crying and hugging me. He&#39;s kinda scared that his parents were fighting. I drank coffee. Lots of it. Then I felt something in my womb. Something like a swimming creature in it. I remembered wishing na sana, hindi ako buntis para mas madali kong iwan ang ama nila. Kung buntis man ako, OK na rin, kakayanin ko ng mag-isa. Then, their dad suddenly came knocking on the front door, begging to go inside. Hindi siya umalis, tinotopak lang pala. Then, I forgot all about the swimming in my womb.&lt;br /&gt;
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2 months na &#39;kong delayed. Bumili na si Daddy ng pregnancy test kit. I tested positive. Mixed emotions &#39;yung naramdaman ko. Merong parang &quot;HUWAAATT&quot; kasi nga wala pang 1 year old nun si Marky. Meron ding tuwa kasi magkakaroon na ng kalaro si Marky na nandito lang sa bahay... hindi na niya kakailanganin pang lumabas.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nung buntis ako kay Marky, sobrang ayoko mag-ayos. Nahihilo ako sa amoy ng pabango, pulbo, kahit deodorant. Pero napipilitan na lang ako kasi siyempre, nagtatrabaho ako. Pero itong time na &#39;to, ang hilig-hilig kong mag-ayos. I discovered makeup and started wearing it every time I go out. I also dressed very girly, hilig kong mag-ayos talaga nun. Akala tuloy namin noon, babae ang dinadala ko.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ultrasound at 6 months. It&#39;s confirmed --- hindi siya girl, kundi another boy. May kaunting hinayang, pero sige, OK na rin. I&#39;m pretty sure he&#39;ll look good, kasi ang hilig ko nga nun mag-ayos. Torn pa kami nun kung anong ipapangalan sa baby. Daddy wants something like Marco... sa &#39;kin, OK lang kahit ano. Finally, we decided to name him Mark Cyrus.&lt;br /&gt;
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November 20, 2011, 4:18pm. After almost 20 hours of excruciating labor, Cyrus was born. Normal delivery siya, pero it&#39;s not entirely normal. Sobrang tagal ng sakit sa bandang likod ko. Nararamdaman ko na ang tagal niya dun. Sigaw ako ng sigaw, &quot;Ayoko na, ayoko nang magkaanak muna!!!&quot; Nung lumabas siya, he didn&#39;t cry. Pero walang sinasabi ang doktor; ipinatong lang sa tiyan ko &#39;yung baby. I reached out to check kung OK siya. I was warned not to touch him. I saw him there, hindi siya umiiyak, pero parang nag-o-observe lang sa paligid. Tapos, he was cleaned. But it didn&#39;t end there. Hindi na &#39;ko nakakaramdam ng contractions, pero hindi pa lumalabas &#39;yung placenta. Tarantang-taranta sila. Hila sila ng hila sa matris ko... feeling ko nun, lalabas na rin buong matris ko sa katawan ko. Eventually, natanggal nila &#39;yung placenta. Nang hiwa-hiwalay. Nakaramdam na &#39;ko ng hindi magandang nangyayari. Nabasa ko somewhere na &#39;yung placenta must be brought out in one whole piece. Tapos hindi pa umiyak &#39;yung baby. Pero after 2 hours yata &#39;yun, umiyak din siya dahil gutom na. Ngatngat na ng ngatngat sa mittens niya....&lt;br /&gt;
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Sosyal ang ward ko nun. Aircon, solo kami ni Cyrus. But Daddy refused to allow me to breastfeed him, kahit feeling ko basang basa na nipples ko nun. They bought a little bottle outside and fed him formula. Dapat pala, sinunod ko ang instinct ko....&lt;br /&gt;
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We were advised na ipa-newborn screening siya, but we didn&#39;t kasi Daddy said &#39;wag na, dagdag-gastos lang &#39;yan. Nung unang bakuna niya sa health center, inadvise din kaming ipa-newborn screening siya. Pero Daddy still refused. Sunod naman ako ng sunod. Dapat pala, sinunod ko ang instinct ko....&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/5482209174704211903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/5482209174704211903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/5482209174704211903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/5482209174704211903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2012/06/pamamaalam-part-i.html' title='Pamamaalam (Part I)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-5609363996616376808</id><published>2012-04-15T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-04-15T08:42:21.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;m Back! :)</title><content type='html'>Yep... it&#39;s like so long since I last updated my blog... to be really honest, I&#39;ve been having a hard time getting the inspiration... but now that I have more free time in my hands, I guess there&#39;s no excuse to not relaunch this whole thing over again....&lt;br /&gt;
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Lately, it&#39;s been quite like a painful stripping process that&#39;s going on in my professional life... albeit, with benefits. I got suspended for two months in my main program, but at least I got to spend more time now with my kids and my hubby... I get to wash the dishes again... I get to cook again... clean the house... bathe my kids... you know, stuff like those. :) It actually felt like everyday&#39;s now rest day for me. Though I know time will come when I just might have to go back to my old, bustling schedule (because we do have to earn more for our kids and for the future), this suspension&#39;s already feeling like a really huge blessing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Right now, there&#39;s lots of stuff to do. Need to sort through lots of things. Among these are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1. Update my SSS (sign up as a voluntary contributor).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2. Get Marky&#39;s newborn screening result (gosh, it&#39;s been more than a year already!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3. Check my school papers. Get my diploma copy. I believe I&#39;ve already lost the true copy of my TOR... might need to apply for one as well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4. Get my back pay from Sitel? ;p It&#39;s been years!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5. Open a savings account (with hubby), and add to my AFPSLAI accounts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I guess that&#39;s all that&#39;s got to be in my priorities for this month... for now.&lt;br /&gt;
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Thanks to those who continue checking out my site, even it&#39;s been so long since I last updated it. My sincerest apologies. 0_o I will do my best to keep this updated at least once weekly.&lt;br /&gt;
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God bless, everyone. =)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/5609363996616376808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/5609363996616376808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/5609363996616376808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/5609363996616376808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2012/04/im-back.html' title='I&#39;m Back! :)'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-8093719577932914019</id><published>2011-11-24T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T17:00:49.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing the Blessings</title><content type='html'>Been quite some time! It&#39;s now the 25th... around 8:30am and am doing some sort of acrobatics here while sitting on two ottomans placed side by side... I just opened the door to let in some fresh air into our home, but discovered there were also mosquitoes, so I&#39;m on guard to make sure nothing gets into my little baby Marco&#39;s delicate skin....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep, you read that right... gave birth to baby Mark Cyrus a.k.a. Marco on Nov. 20, a Sunday and a family day. It&#39;s worth a labor that lasted almost 15 hours, but am really very blessed that my mom in law and my hubby were there to at least reassure me while I&#39;m feeling those hellish labor pains....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad was there, too, to usher me and my new son in my private room in the hospital after the delivery. I can sense that he missed me a lot. Well, I did too.. but I hope he also saw how happy my husband is making me... so he can tell mom....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd week now of Daddy going to work as a teacher, finally. :) He&#39;s teaching English, MAPEH, and Values Education at a public school. I really dunno why, but every time he preps for work, the whole family always gets involved! Hahaha... that might not work for me when I finally get back to work myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week will be my final week before returning back to work. But I&#39;ll try to work weekends first. :) Then, the following week&#39;s going to be no day off work weeks again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My horoscope&#39;s said it that the opportunities in my life are gonna slow down during the last part of the year, maybe even &#39;til the following year. But I&#39;m not taking it negatively. So far, I&#39;m enjoying it, embracing it... &#39;cause I really need to slow down a bit so that I could still enjoy my life and help my kids enjoy theirs too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially Marky. He&#39;s been having bouts of jealousy with the new baby lately. I&#39;ve talked to him prior to the delivery, and it seemed to have worked. But the problem was the people around him, who kept comparing him to the new baby, and who kept on spoiling him just so he won&#39;t feel envious. But he doesn&#39;t need to be spoiled so he won&#39;t be jealous. He just needs to understand what&#39;s going on and what his role will now be. I just really wish I could regain my strength soon so I could fully impose that. Marky can&#39;t come in contact with people who teach him stupid things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That&#39;s it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So help us, God.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/8093719577932914019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/8093719577932914019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/8093719577932914019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/8093719577932914019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2011/11/embracing-blessings.html' title='Embracing the Blessings'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-8842168367219477670</id><published>2011-11-02T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:37:22.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearing the Homestretch</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s been quite some time since I last blogged... to be really honest, there has not been much time... since October started, I&#39;ve been out of a rest day... I was already absent twice, but that&#39;s so that I can have genuine rest and lots of sleep....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it&#39;s now nine months since Baby Marco was conceived... and I&#39;m getting the contractions regularly now. Bit scary &#39;cause they now feel like dysmenorrhea, not just the cramps that I know I&#39;ve been having because my hips and womb are expanding. Yesterday was one of my two absences... which I took because of the dysmenorrhea-like contractions. But no, the baby&#39;s not coming out yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also another reason why I took a day off from work is because Daddy went home super late... &#39;twas already almost 3am when he arrived here. He&#39;d been drinking with his buddies from his ancestral home... it&#39;s been quite some time since he last did that. So, I just waited for him to come home and took him to bed. He was soaking wet from the rain. He was too tipsy and sleepy to take a bath, so I just grabbed Marky&#39;s warming oil and massaged Daddy with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, since I&#39;ve been having these contractions already, I re-checked my delivery bag last night. Everything&#39;s ready save for my clothes, which are still drying on the clothesline. Can&#39;t deny that I&#39;m now excited to deliver Marky&#39;s baby. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... that&#39;s it for now. Just ate breakfast. Now, I&#39;m gonna take just a short rest to let the food come down and then, proceed to prepping for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thank you, great God, for Your blessings. We don&#39;t deserve all these, but still....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God speed. :)&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/8842168367219477670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/8842168367219477670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/8842168367219477670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/8842168367219477670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2011/11/nearing-homestretch.html' title='Nearing the Homestretch'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-598837074481810336</id><published>2011-09-11T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T16:13:45.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day After Sunday....</title><content type='html'>Sunday has always been fun, family days for us, whether we go out or just stay at home. =) Yesterday, we went to a fellow who&#39;s had ectopic pregnancy to gift goods in the form of food that she can eat while recuperating from her operation. I must say I&#39;m impressed with my husband because of this. Helping, indeed, feels so rewarding, even if the person connected to her were a foe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to nearby QC Circle. Along the way, Daddy took pictures of Marky who seemed to be having so much fun with the sights around him. We saw his penchant for stairs, though that&#39;s scary because, of course, we&#39;re scared that he might fall and roll down any minute. And we also saw how Marky&#39;s extra careful with those streets that have drainage stuff - he&#39;d carefully cruise through them only if he has something else to hold on to or if an adult is leading him across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At QC Circle, it seemed that we were walking forever. 0_o But we did enjoy everything we saw, especially the musical dancing fountain, the treats such as the Go Kart and the sort of skyline (though we weren&#39;t able to try any of them), and the many families who were there to just hang out. We really wish there&#39;s something like it in Caloocan City, where we currently live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were very tired upon going home. I had to rest at once because I need to, or else, I might accidentally induce labor. 0_o Marky also slept, and he&#39;s still sleeping right now. Can&#39;t help but marvel at how my little son looks so angelic in his sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it&#39;s time to go back to work. Soon, I might not have any rest day at all. But I hope everything will work out just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So help us, God.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/598837074481810336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/598837074481810336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/598837074481810336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/598837074481810336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-after-sunday.html' title='A Day After Sunday....'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-1734597257939447077</id><published>2011-09-04T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T16:05:51.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Week Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;Been out of a single blog post last week... maybe I&#39;m just feeling tired or I don&#39;t feel that inspired... but this time, as you might have noticed... I&#39;m up with another blog! ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;Had 30 articles approved for this pay period. That&#39;s 1,500 for tomorrow! ;p Add that to the 1,400, I guess, that I have right now and I have 2,900. The fruits of my everyday labor, hehehe. =) Thank You, Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;Just realized that I&#39;m just two months shy from delivering our second child... makes me a bit panicky, scared... 2,900 in savings isn&#39;t that much... thank God I&#39;ve already bought baby&#39;s diapers... just need to buy another bottle of baby oil and buy new baby bottles.... I guess that&#39;s it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;Lots of big changes today. New programs, new look. But here&#39;s my horoscope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&quot;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; &quot;&gt;Why are you in such a rush? No one is chasing you -- although it&#39;s true that everyone else is far behind you right now. That&#39;s all the more reason for you to slow down or even stop for a rest. The upcoming plans you have will have to wait anyway, so there is no sense in hurrying. Keep your focus on what needs to happen today, and let tomorrow take care of itself. Today is a good day for socializing -- you may have been neglecting this aspect of your life.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; &quot;&gt;God speed. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/1734597257939447077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/1734597257939447077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/1734597257939447077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/1734597257939447077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2011/09/another-week-ahead.html' title='Another Week Ahead'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1916517468113029091.post-3532629043113541362</id><published>2011-08-23T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T15:44:36.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gotta Try To Be Happy!</title><content type='html'>Pagbungad ko pa lang sa pinto, impending bad trip agad. Kung kailan sinabi kong magbabaon ako ng egg sandwiches for breakfast, saka inubos ang eggs. Ang mga plato, hindi na naman nahugasan. At ang laptop, hindi na naman pinatay ng maayos. Nakakaloka. Ako pa ba ang gagawa ng household chores dito? Akala ba ninyo, simple lang trabaho ko, madali lang pumasok sa trabaho araw-araw, madali lang mangarag araw-araw, lalo&#39;t buntis ka pa? Bullshit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, what made me happy is that the clothes have been washed... thankfully, because I have nothing more to wear tomorrow. Sighs. I gotta be happy &#39;cause it&#39;s my last day now as a 24 year old....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Siguro bukas na lang ako magre-reminisce. Hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cute naman my little Marky. =) Hehe.. malamang he&#39;s been looking for katabi in his bed-bed. He saw Daddy on the mats sa floor, so sumiksik siya kay Daddy and pinatong ang kanyang feety-feety sa legs ni Daddy. =) Hehehehehe. Gonna take a picture of it in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God speed. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/feeds/3532629043113541362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/1916517468113029091/3532629043113541362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/3532629043113541362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1916517468113029091/posts/default/3532629043113541362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryanlovestupe.blogspot.com/2011/08/gotta-try-to-be-happy.html' title='Gotta Try To Be Happy!'/><author><name>Maryan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06488674617937783289</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cDWGtDhK0Zw/SSvVM2sbhfI/AAAAAAAAABA/SLy6ehugcns/S220/i%27m+a+star.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>