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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEICR3Y7fyp7ImA9WhRaEE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8714431</id><updated>2012-02-11T16:29:26.807-08:00</updated><title>.</title><subtitle type="html">"The alternative way to solve problem is to do nothing"</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/" /><author><name>TeenToinks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933527572001479834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SQ3WFjQT8NI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Ks5ZVjw-xE/S220/100_5141.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/blogspot/XwDPD" /><feedburner:info uri="blogspot/xwdpd" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMGRns7eSp7ImA9WxJUGE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8714431.post-8680073130993110122</id><published>2009-07-16T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T06:13:47.501-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-17T06:13:47.501-07:00</app:edited><title>Im BACK at home...</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/feeds/8680073130993110122/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8714431&amp;postID=8680073130993110122" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/8680073130993110122?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/8680073130993110122?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~3/66JjA8o0718/im-back-home.html" title="Im BACK at home..." /><author><name>TeenToinks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933527572001479834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SQ3WFjQT8NI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Ks5ZVjw-xE/S220/100_5141.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SmB4Rj7sV6I/AAAAAAAAADM/-I_eTlI2Ea8/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><content type="html">Andito ako ngayon, hindi dahil mas pinili kong iwanan ang isa kong blog pero mas gusto ko yatang maging bahagi at parte uli ng nakaraan ng blog na to. Sa dami ng magagandang comments at kasiyahan na iniwan ko dito siguro dapat lang din na bigyang pansin na minsan mag balik tanaw at mapangiting muli dahil sa nakaraan. Sa totoo lang di ko parin alam kung bakit mas pinili ko dito magpalipas ng oras,
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WXTRM-7P3u2U1CjoYGTtUWVM9XY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WXTRM-7P3u2U1CjoYGTtUWVM9XY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~4/zHWb-HzYrZc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://haliparot.blogspot.com/2008/11/unexpected-visitor.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CU4ER34yfSp7ImA9WxRVFEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8714431.post-5271027923579413600</id><published>2008-11-12T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:58:26.095-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-12T01:58:26.095-08:00</app:edited><title>This will be my last..</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/feeds/5271027923579413600/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8714431&amp;postID=5271027923579413600" title="18 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/5271027923579413600?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/5271027923579413600?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~3/ZGQboVna3kw/this-will-be-my-last.html" title="This will be my last.." /><author><name>TeenToinks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933527572001479834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SQ3WFjQT8NI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Ks5ZVjw-xE/S220/100_5141.jpg" /></author><thr:total>18</thr:total><content type="html">Ayoko na.. Tama na!Weh... kala nyo naman totoo noh!? Wapak! Sus, as always wala na naman connection ang title sa entry na toh! Teka, pakape lang muna.. Ok! Na-pressure ako sa last entry ko, mahirap na pantayan yun. Kahit sampung tumbling pa gawin ko at limang split hindi ko na kaya… at baket?? “Pagod ako!” (uy, pahiram muna ng linya!), ahihihi abah! ikaw ba naman ang magtumbling at split lagi, 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fuyt9lbtXz-EiHIaG28XQbvVVXM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Fuyt9lbtXz-EiHIaG28XQbvVVXM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~4/ZGQboVna3kw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://haliparot.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-will-be-my-last.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQERH04eCp7ImA9WxRVEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8714431.post-5061490553604308848</id><published>2008-11-09T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T22:25:05.330-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-09T22:25:05.330-08:00</app:edited><title>Nag papakatotoo lang!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/feeds/5061490553604308848/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8714431&amp;postID=5061490553604308848" title="29 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/5061490553604308848?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/5061490553604308848?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~3/MlfCYSjeDFI/nag-papakatotoo-lang.html" title="Nag papakatotoo lang!" /><author><name>TeenToinks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933527572001479834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SQ3WFjQT8NI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Ks5ZVjw-xE/S220/100_5141.jpg" /></author><thr:total>29</thr:total><content type="html">Hay.. medyo isang tumbling palang nagagawa ko habang nagkakape sa umagang toh naisip ko na agad gumawa ng entry, as always late na ako nagising kasi lagi naman ako late matulog, at bakeet?? (Eh, bat ba kasi nangengelam ka.. isipin mo na lang may tissue ka, at kung wala ka tissue mag tyaga ka sa basahan! ahihihi split!)  Ay! Pasensya na po, isang makahulugang salawikain po ang aking natutunan “
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_bjsnE9w5mF5Bg6bJSmUt5L0wHA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_bjsnE9w5mF5Bg6bJSmUt5L0wHA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~4/MlfCYSjeDFI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://haliparot.blogspot.com/2008/11/nag-papakatotoo-lang.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkcEQn07cSp7ImA9WxRVEUk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8714431.post-285413674671257675</id><published>2008-11-08T03:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T04:40:03.309-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-08T04:40:03.309-08:00</app:edited><title>My Life Less Serious</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/feeds/285413674671257675/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8714431&amp;postID=285413674671257675" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/285413674671257675?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/285413674671257675?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~3/xmUTHpByjfg/my-life-less-serious.html" title="My Life Less Serious" /><author><name>TeenToinks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933527572001479834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SQ3WFjQT8NI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Ks5ZVjw-xE/S220/100_5141.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SRWDtO2J_-I/AAAAAAAAACM/W8nK8VVh-Jg/s72-c/Image043.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total><content type="html">I don’t feel like I am obligated to do this, I just want to! Wow.. English! Bonga huh! In tagalog? “Eto gusto ko gawin, paki mo?” (Wahahaha… Wapak!) All my life I’ve been a drama queen, pang Oscar Best Actress yata toh! I’ve actually seen Josh Hartnett there, amp! Asa pa sya na papansinin ko sya! (wapak.. ahihi wah.. Ilusyunada!) Mangelam panget! Ahihihi kanya kanya lang yang blog, bawal mangopya
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WYEblgjP5oKN7KDIjtgjzaHorAE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/WYEblgjP5oKN7KDIjtgjzaHorAE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~4/xmUTHpByjfg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://haliparot.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-life-less-serious.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEENRXc7fyp7ImA9WxRVEEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8714431.post-1388926125617742051</id><published>2008-11-06T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:24:54.907-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-06T23:24:54.907-08:00</app:edited><title>Obligasyon ba toh?</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/feeds/1388926125617742051/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8714431&amp;postID=1388926125617742051" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/1388926125617742051?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/1388926125617742051?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~3/R6Gsexn7ZPs/obligasyon-ba-toh.html" title="Obligasyon ba toh?" /><author><name>TeenToinks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933527572001479834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SQ3WFjQT8NI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Ks5ZVjw-xE/S220/100_5141.jpg" /></author><thr:total>7</thr:total><content type="html">Hay life… Bat ganun pati pag ihi nakakalimutan na sa kaka-blog hehehe minsan naisip ko obligasyon na to! Gaya nga ng sabi ni Jorge (marami na ang naimpluwensyahan)“istorbo ang trabaho sa pagba-blog”. Basta alam ko masaya ako pag nagbabasa kayo at binabasa din mga blog nyo. Kadalasan lumalabas mga tinatago nating sentiments at kalokohan dahil sa blog na to. Minsan hindi ko lang maintindihan, 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/882c-piww9ZFukiCnq3Xfx1X1VM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/882c-piww9ZFukiCnq3Xfx1X1VM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~4/zTCD8cyTGbc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://haliparot.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-is-enough-enough.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04ER308eSp7ImA9WxRWF0o.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8714431.post-7078840684110873291</id><published>2008-11-03T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:18:26.371-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-03T21:18:26.371-08:00</app:edited><title>Toinkz!</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/feeds/7078840684110873291/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8714431&amp;postID=7078840684110873291" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/7078840684110873291?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/7078840684110873291?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~3/3N40XtYzO1M/toinkz.html" title="Toinkz!" /><author><name>TeenToinks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933527572001479834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SQ3WFjQT8NI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Ks5ZVjw-xE/S220/100_5141.jpg" /></author><thr:total>3</thr:total><content type="html">Uy, nadadalas ang pagbablog ko ah… OK! Tama nga sabi ni Jorge na hindi lahat ng nag bablog ay mga taong wala lang magawa… Right Basti? Malamang… mga addict lang sa blog! Ahihiihi! Ok, just to give credit na rin kay Jorge, blogging is something to get update your friends and love ones on what’s new with you, to give info at kung ano ano pa! Washoo…. I’ve been in the blog industry hehehe (industry 
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4Q1ZQ0aJ5q8wFC_ab8BKQbhqASM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/4Q1ZQ0aJ5q8wFC_ab8BKQbhqASM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~4/3N40XtYzO1M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><feedburner:origLink>http://haliparot.blogspot.com/2008/11/toinkz.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIGSHY6fCp7ImA9WxRWFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8714431.post-6623290966608030304</id><published>2008-11-02T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T07:42:09.814-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-02T07:42:09.814-08:00</app:edited><title>My Fantasy Board..</title><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://haliparot.blogspot.com/feeds/6623290966608030304/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8714431&amp;postID=6623290966608030304" title="91 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/6623290966608030304?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8714431/posts/default/6623290966608030304?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/XwDPD/~3/2oq4uwegybk/my-fantasy-board.html" title="My Fantasy Board.." /><author><name>TeenToinks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13933527572001479834</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="19" height="32" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dYQpZeLMts4/SQ3WFjQT8NI/AAAAAAAAABc/3Ks5ZVjw-xE/S220/100_5141.jpg" /></author><thr:total>91</thr:total><content type="html">Kakabasa ko lang ng mga blog, just got realized “pwede nga pala mag tagalog” ahaha.. Pinahihirapan ko lang pala sarili ko! Kala ko kasi obligasyon sa isang blog ang mag English or taglish! Hay apoo… Buti na lang dina ko masyado mahihirapan sa pag English at buti na lang walang accent ahihihi.. Hay life!” inyamitin”Eto lang, update ko lang muna ang blog ko, as what eric told me “dalasan naman ang 
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Their house will be bigger.
They will drive a better car.
Their children will do better in school.
And their husband will fix more things around the house.

So let it go, and love you and your circumstances!
Think about it.
The prettiest woman in the world can have hell in her heart.
And the most highly favored woman on your job may be unable to have  children.
And 
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