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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Yuan is now 1yr and 5mos. He's making a lot of cutesy gestures now and really sooo kagigil :)&amp;nbsp; We havent visited his Pedia for sometime now... my mom advised me to bring him there every month even if he is well... I used to do that before he turns 1 though but not anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Ive been planning on making some journal about him but I was kind of lazy so I never really got to start blogging about his birth or what not. :)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;SO let me start here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Conception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather in a complicated situation when he was conceived. But I wanted Him. I want a Child. &lt;br /&gt;   I knew it would be really difficult. In all aspects. First of all, me and his Dad aren't married yet. And my parents didn't know I was pregnant. They didn't know me and his Dad has something going on, and on top of that,&lt;i&gt; I knew&lt;/i&gt; my parents will never like him for me...&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;For 7 long months I kept my pregnancy from my family. And Friends. I guess that was my only regret. I wish I was able to show everyone How proud I was because I was gonna be a mom. Funny though, that my friends didn't even noticed until I told them. :) But i just realized that they didn't suspect that I was pregnant because they didn't know that I'm capable of such thing (read: premarital sex ). So when I told them they we're really shocked and they were even more shocked when they learned that I was 7 months on the way...&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;But actually I didn't really kept my pregnancy. I was just not telling anyone about it. If only they asked me, I will tell them the truth. I was kind of embarrassed pa nga when they told me later on na they didn't tell me about the weight that I was putting on kasi I might get offended.They thought that I was just simply getting fat. hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;On my 8th month Nel and I decided to find a place in Laguna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;cause we want a place close to my relatives... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;for my birthing preparation. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;37 Weeks and Counting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was going on smoothly until my 37th week when my OB had me undergo IE. Not even 1 cm open. Kind of normal until this period. She said I still have around week 40 for my cervix to open... But It didn't. My OB was still not that worried though. She prescribed me a rosehip Oil that would help thin out my cervix opening so that when Yuan's head starts to nudge against the opening it would then be easier for him to break through. Still No luck.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I was starting to get worried that my cervix was still too tight at 40 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When week 41 came, I was really really worried. I even got teary eyed during one of my check up with my OB. It was my first pregnancy and&amp;nbsp; I don't want any type of harm to my child.. My OB talked to me that at the rate that we were going it is highly possible that she might put me under C-section. I really had no problem with that but of course I really don't want another big stitch in my body that I will endure and carry forever. But she said that if I really want to have a normal delivery, she will have to do an induction but I had to have another&amp;nbsp; Ultrasound (the scoring one) which I have to pass 8/8 and a Non-stress test which I learned was quite expensive. These are necessary because from these tests we would know if the baby can survive the stress that he will be going through If I were to push through with the Normal Delivery. She said that I can still think about it because we only have until the following week (week 42) to deliver my baby...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;All these tests, will slash off about 3.5k from our existing budget. Plus still NO Assurance that the baby will be delivered NSD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, the birthing money that we were saving was starting to get smaller day after day. I don't want unnecessary additional expenses and most of all, I want to make sure my child is SAFE. There was no point going under Normal Delivery if it will harm my Yuan.. No Way. I thought about it and decided that I want to see my child NOW. I was also thinking that I knew in my heart that I would still go for C-sec even if we pass all those tests because I was afraid something might happen during normal delivery... atleast when i go for C-sec it's only ME that is in 50/50 during the operation. MY child will be safe. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I called the Hospital. Called for a room reservation. I decided to give birth in Ospital ng Muntinlupa instead of In San Pedro Doctors where I usually go for Pre-natal check-up.. My OB is a doctor there as well.. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;It is my parents Wedding Anniversary on JUL 1, I chose this date for my yuan. At 9 pm we were at the hospital with all our things. But the OB on duty at the emergency room was adamant to have me confined. She said I have to let my OB know first and that I will have to talk to her.. I told my OB my decision. But she refused and she instructed me to still get all the tests she was asking me to get. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;My excitement died down. Hmp. So we went home with my Yuan still inside me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had all those tests accomplished by Friday and Saturday. Monday came ( Jul 5, 2010) and I went to my OB again for my Pre-natal check up with all the tests results she asked me to get. We talked and I explained to her why I came up with that quick decision. add to that, I was so afraid to wait for week 42 which is a dealine. I don't want my Son to pu-pu inside cause it might put him to risk. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;She said that maybe,&amp;nbsp; I have pampered my baby in my tummy too much that he liked it inside very much. She said it does happen that when a fetus gets really comfortable inside, it takes a while for them to realize that its time they should see the world already :) &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The Appointment &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided that I will deliver my baby the next day Jul 6. I was scheduled to be at the hospital at 10am. She instructed that I can still eat dinner when I get home that day. But I have to make sure that I have no food/water intake by 12 midnight already. OK. Copy that.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Nel and I went up to Shell Mamplasan to withdraw some money we will be using for tomorrow... On our way back to Inay's house we passed by an ihaw-ihaw which I normally ignore but this time, I bought some liver and pork ihaw. I ate it for my dinner with some rice..&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The Meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8pm, I felt I have to take a leak. I did. When I got up from my sitting position, as I try to pull my knickers up I felt some gush of fluid going outside my body.. It felt quiet sticky, like that of the egg white.. I knew HE WANTED TO SEE US NOW. (!)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I was curious I looked at the bowl and I saw some hint of blood, just like what Louie&amp;nbsp; (my cousin) was telling me about that once I saw a small amount of blood in my underwear, its an indication that baby's gonna come out.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Nel assisted me going back to our house to get our things and wait for Papa and Mama to pick us up. While walking back to our house some neighbors were looking outside their window wishing us good luck. My baby is quite popular even when still inside my tummy. :)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;At the hospital, the anesthesiologist try to delay my operation in a bit because I just had my dinner. He started administering anesthesia on my spine at 11.20 pm. On my first operation before, they had me fall asleep so I didn't know they put me on anesthesia until I woke up... so this would be my first time to witness an anesthesiologist at work! :) They curled me up. Three people holding me trying to tear me apart. Joking! They had me in a fetal position and all three tried to crunch me. I guess they were trying to put some space in my spine where the needle will be inserted. Its a&amp;nbsp; 2.5inch needle mind you. :) Contrary to what other people say, Epidural for me is quite bearable. Its the shame of being in that baby position in my whole nakedness that is hurting me! &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;He said that he doesn't want me to sleep during the operation because my stomach was still full. He also explained that what the Anesthesia does to our body is it repels all the warmth in our body. Therefore the numb feeling. It also makes one choke in some instances. That's why he didn't want me to sleep. He said that he wants me to be able to spit out what I have in my throat if ever I get choke.. Now that scared me! &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;As the anesthesia starts to take affect, I felt my body getting numb from my Tummy going down. Somehow I can feel them working on my hip area. I can feel someone lift my leg... I can feel someone touching me there.. probably putting some.. inserting some.. I don't know.. At this time there were about 4-5 people working in that room. As I looked at the glass door leading towards the adjoining delivery room, I saw my body's reflection. I saw my tummy. For a while I was even planning of watching them cut me up from the glass door. It was a bit hazy then, I feel a bit sleepy too cause it late already...&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I remember moving my hand. Pinching my hip. For a while I had some weird flashes of them cutting me up even if the anesthesia was not yet absorbed by my body 100%. I told the anesthesiologist about it... He told me that they were not yet gonna operate on me.. But maybe to give me some piece of mind, he got a little injection with needle and put it against my&amp;nbsp; chest/ skin.&amp;nbsp; He asked if I can feel anything. I said Yes. A bit. He repeated it and put it against my right arm, then my left arm. Then back to my chest.&amp;nbsp; Then he changed the syringe size and got the syringe he used for my spine. The big one. he repeated the same tests and this time I couldn't feel a thing anymore.. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;It was really hazy, I think I fell asleep for a sec they I woke up, then fell asleep again. I can hear them talking. My OB was so madaldal :) they were talking about diesel etc... the anesthesiologist was seated beside me. He was the one holding my head. I had some difficulty breathing... I just realized that i was breathing through my mouth.. then I remembered having a slight colds few days ago. That could be the reason why it was difficult to breathe. As we progress, my difficulty breathing progressed too. Im my mind I was already panicking! But I decided against it because I don't want complications because&amp;nbsp; I think they are still in the process of getting Yuan out.. Then I heard my Doctor said. Baby's Out! 1.06am. I just will never forget that. Then I heard him cry. I felt like crying too... &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Then I heard my Anes told me... "Gwapo oh!" :) That put a big smile on my face and made me forgot my breathing problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They put my son in that plastic transparent box where they were trying to dry him and got all the water out from his mouth, nose, and ears. I was watching him the whole time. He was so wonderful. The best and the most beautiful in my eyes. I saw that he's got really long legs and fingers too. Yey. I hope he grows up tall... Basketball Player? That would be nice. or a Doctor? Whatever he likes! :) &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;I really thank God for a successful delivery of my Son. All the wait was worth it. When he was all cleaned up, They brought him to me put him in my chest and let me kiss him on his cheek. Sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Anes told me this time " Sabi sayo gwapo eh". I'd like to tell him "I know right?" Hahahaha I'm soo happy and Blessed.&amp;nbsp; This made me smile much sweeter. How I love my Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I think about what my friends think about my pregnancy, as I'm pretty sure they didn't really expect this of me. I couldn't care less no matter what they think to be honest, But sometime I feel the need to explain myself because I don't want them to think that my child was an accident. NO. Ive wanted this. And I think the story about Yuan's Dad should be on another post as this one is quite long already... &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Yuan is 1.5 yrs old. Smart. Strong. Very Good looking (he takes after me I guess which is good! ) Very receptive. Makulet to the nth power :), Very healthy, Great Body, Quite Lean, Oh how I adore you... Most of the time I still question myself if Im being a good mom. I'm really trying my best anak... Please be patient with Mama, if sometimes she's being masungit and strict :)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Funny but Ive always been scared of the fact that I might not be able to bear a child. But here it is.. proven. FACT. All I can say now, despite all the hardships--- THANK YOU LORD. THANK YOU FOR MY SON YUAN ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LpszYrwOiIB68VsLxCGo-gTWELI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LpszYrwOiIB68VsLxCGo-gTWELI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LpszYrwOiIB68VsLxCGo-gTWELI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/LpszYrwOiIB68VsLxCGo-gTWELI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I would always wonder if you have ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it was my birthday last 4th of November?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:webdings;" &gt;If you did, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;did you even greet me even if I could not hear it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you still &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;remember me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Think of me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;what you told me before you left?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you still love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;or remember what you used to feel about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was in a mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I will ever be able to fix. I was so hoping you would call then, because I knew you are the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;only person&lt;/span&gt; in this world who can help me clear things out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;But there were no signs from you. It's OK. I understand. I know the situation. I just hope that I won't find myself in that situation again... But if faith played with me again, and if i happen to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in that difficult situation again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I hope to feel your hands when I try to reach out for help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i'll never know if I will again find the&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; right answer&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;will I ever find the right way back to you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Because it was so damn hard to be alone in that battle of confusion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610178914044928750-8410598954099206350?l=piaot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~4/L1NvKZxkwnw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piaot.blogspot.com/feeds/8410598954099206350/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610178914044928750&amp;postID=8410598954099206350&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/8410598954099206350?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/8410598954099206350?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~3/L1NvKZxkwnw/i-will-remember-you-will-you-remember.html" title="...I will remember you. Will you remember me?" /><author><name>Pia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10305754719618306301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/R1EX80AGO-I/AAAAAAAAABI/Mpye4MUUgSI/S220/07042007(004).jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piaot.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-will-remember-you-will-you-remember.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUECQ3o8fyp7ImA9WxRWFEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610178914044928750.post-311764803769234404</id><published>2008-10-31T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T08:41:02.477-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-31T08:41:02.477-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><title>SCRAPBOOK</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ux95nHQtN2RhePvMzQD39ULG9TY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Ux95nHQtN2RhePvMzQD39ULG9TY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It feels like years already since my bad habit left... feels like a lot of things have happened already. Oh well a lot of things really have happened already. Una, nakilala ko si Boyet. Siya pala yung owner na hiniraman ni Jay ng phone nun nag text siya saken pagkarating na pagkarating niya sa Singapore.Sabi ni Boyet pagdating daw kasi ni Jayson, napansin niya palakad lakad..pabalik balik.. tinanong daw niya kung ano problema... Sabi daw ni Jayson, di pa daw niya nasasabi sa girlfriend niya na maayos silang nakadating...Hehe. natuwa ako nung umagang mareceived ko ang message niya.. Ala-una ng madaling araw niya ako tnext, pero siyempre tulog nako, kinaumagahan ko na nabasa.. sobrang natuwa ako kasi hindi ugali ni jayson ang makitext... mapriode kasi yun eh. Tapos That day nag text saken si Lindsey (ate ni jay) kinukumusta ako.. hehe.. ako nga daw ang iniisip nila... akala ko nag text din si Jay sa kanila yun pala ako lang yun tinext niya.. kaya ako na lang yung nag balita sa kanila.. Hehe.. Na tuwa naman ako na ako yung pinili niya na itext..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; Boyet kept texting me eh. It was OK at first pero di rin kasi ako ganun kahilig mag text.. depende sa katext ko.. hehe. So I gave him my friend's number. Buti na lang mabait si friend ko at pinag bigyan  niya ako na replyan si Boyet. Mejo kasi Broken hearted ang lolo mo... He was gone for 6 straight years... at yung GF niya e nalaman niya na nag-asawa na pag-balik niya. Sabi ko sa kanya baka naman nagkulang din siya.. Sabi niya everytime na dadaong sila tumatawag naman daw siya at laging nag papaliwanag kung bakit natagalan siyang tumawag ( we are talking about months here or half a year), pero ang kinakasakit ng loob niya e bakit hindisiya nahintay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I told him na "hindi mo siya masisisi kung mag-mahal siya ng iba sa tagal mong nawala.. minsan kasi me makikilala talaga tayong tao na mamahalin natin e.. siguro ang tanging pag kakamali lang niya e hindi siya naging honest sayo.. kasi dapat out of respect sana ipinaalam muna niya sa'yo na may mahal na siyang iba bago siya nakipag relasyon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Siyempre naisip ko rin ako at si Jay... are we going to end up just like that? or will we able to surpass all these? dati ang lagi kong tanong "Makaya kaya ni Jay?" Makaya kaya niya na iretain yung love?. There was never an instance that I asked myself that question. It was only Rose (an officemate) who said that I should also ask myself that question kasi sa aming dalawa daw ni Jayson most likely baka ako yung makahanap ng iba... kasi ako sobrang lawak ng mundo ko, where as yung kanila is confined with in the ship lang at pwede lang sila lumabas at makakilala ng iba pag mag do-dock na most likely di na ulit nila makikita pag alis nila... during that time there was no doubt in my mind that I cannot make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But now after being away for only roughly 2 mos with no communication at all... Im having second thoughts already. Hey don't get me wrong. Nothing's changed. I love him still. But I don't want commitment anymore...natakot ako na baka intayin ko siya tapos at the end malalaman ko that he fell out of love na pala... so naisip ko siguro mabuti na yung bigyang laya ko siya sa lahat ng gusto niyang gawin, at kung pagbalik niya e mahal pa niya ako, eh di puntahan niya ako at tingnan namin kung pwede kami magsimula ulit...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Boyet left exactly a month after niya umuwi. I met up with him at nagpadala ako ng letter/scrapbook namin ni Jayson. It was very personal. YUng unang letter ko, ginawa ko yun without the intention na ipadala sa kanya... my officemataes were even threatening me na itago ko daw yun dahil nanakawin nila yun at ipapadala kay Jayson, hindi lang nila alam If only there was a way for me na ipadala ko yun, ipapadala ko nga.. buti na lang nabanggit ko kay boyet at pumayag siya na bitbitin papuntang singapore yung scrapbook. compilation yun ng mag pictures at letters na naipon ko sa araw-araw na ginawa ng diyos na lagi ko siyang namimiss... nag-include din ako ng basic meds at hehe maliit na nailcutter. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Then when Boyet got to Singapore iniwan niya yung scrapbook sa agency nila at ang agency daw ang magpapadala sa ibang bansa.. medyo magulo e. Nun andito pa si Boyet sabi niya posibleng magkasalubong yung barko nila ni jay so pwede niya maiabot. Pero his decision changed pag dating ng Singapore.. kasi yun ata ang advice nung mga tao sa agency... then probably a week later I decided to make an overseas call sa Singapore para lang maliwanagan ako kung ano ba talaga, and guess what parang lalong lumabo nung tumawag ako kasi sabi nung kausap ko, dun lang daw sa agency yung padala ko hanggang makabalik sina Jay sa Singapore.Teka! sino ba sa kanila ang nagsasabi ng totoo? For two weeks I was trying to get hold of someone who can give me straight answer, during that time Boyet was already in Capetown South Africa, 2 days after Singapore they flew there. Andun pala yung barkong sasakyan nila... I called Boyet. Asked him the name of the person whom he handed the letter to. LIna. Lina is a tagalog speaking Singaporean. Called her up too many times I can't even recall how many. Basta ang alam ko lang pinag papasa pasahan nila ako. Pag tumawag ka kay Lina, she'll tell you she doesn't know anything about the letter and that I should check it at the office. Second to the last time we spoke she said that I call the office saturday at 2pm. Oh my finally... finally i got something out of her with sense! I called Saturday. Had to speak with few different Singaporeans who can't speak good english and who can't understand my English unless I speak like them. Great. Naranasan ko ang i-transfer ng i-transfer ng walang babala. Next thing you hear music on hold---that song from F4. I think during that time I got transferred to 4 different people. The last one spoke better english than the rest. But hey, she got no manners. She said she doesn;t know anything about the letter and that she'll have to speak with Lina first. I said "ok, but can I have your name so that I'll ask for you when I call back?". And again she told me that she'll have to speak with lina First. And again I asked for her name. Which again she didn't answer. One thing I couldn't understand was why she will have to speak with Lina first when all I want to know is if they have the letter or not. All I want is peace of mind that it is not lost. It was too personal and it belongs to no one else but Jayson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I thought she just didn't undestand what I was saying so I repeated myself, before I was even able to finish, she was gone. She hung up on me only because probably she doesn't want to give me her name. Craziness. Iba talaga ang kultura nila. Ewan ko. after a couple of hours I decided calling Lina. I thought to myself na kung sa kanya inabot ni Boyet yun malamang siya lang yung makakasagot ng maayos saken. Called her up arounf 7pm Manila time which is the same time lang naman sa Singapore. She answered the phone. and again for the nth time I had to introduce myself and tell her the purpose of my call. Before I was able to finish my statement, she interrupted me and shouted "wala akong alam dyan sa sulat na yan. Marami akong ginagawa." and then GONE.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It is not fair to generalize this Idea but after speaking several times  to quite a few of them, and they were all displaying the same attitude, would it be safe enough to say that it is their culture? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After 2 weeks of having to run around in circles by these crazy people is too much for me to handle. I cried. Nakakahiya man aminin pero napaiyak talaga ako sa sobrang frustration. After wasting so much money, texting, making phone calls.. pagkatapos kang paikot ikutin, hindi ka rin pala tutulungan at the end... Damn. Right after ko mapaiyak gusto ko ulit tawagan si Lina at murahin mula ulo hanggang paa. Putang Ina talaga! Right at that moment, I was wishing her Ill. Yun ang totoo. Im not trying to sugarcoat anything here or play like the most mabait person in the universe. I am mabait. Pero naman, tao lang ako... pagbigyan nyo nako.. that time feeling ko yuin lang yung makakagaan ng pakiramdam ko, pero pinigilan ko ang sarili ko kasi baka malagay sa alanganin sina jayson at mga tito niya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;After that nagpray na lang ako. Sabi ko "Lord kayo na bahala dun ah.." I gave up. I was so broke that time kasi all my saving went to the trip eh, and most of my allowance I've spent buying call cards.. sino naman ang hindi mapapaiyak nun? Pero yun nga finally, I gave it up. Naisip ko kasi, Lahat naman 'to nangyayari for a reason, and kung hindi man yung makuha ni jayson siguro may ibang plano si lord para dun.. At kung makuha man ni Jayson pero after matagal na panahon... there must be a reason behind that.. So i'm leaving everything to the Lord's hands. It's out of mycontrol na talaga e.And besides ginawa ko naman lahat to secure it e. Ewan ko ba that time din kasi halo-halong problema yung dumating saken e. It was that time din na nag sink-in saken yung sinasabi ng mga tao na "ah yang mga sea man maraming chicks yan".. blah blah blah.. at first I wasn't affected e. On the back of my head, "chics lang pala eh. Fleeting lang yun. Ako naman yung mahal eh".. Really. Ganun ako mag-isip. Ok lang kung me iba,basta wag niyang mamahalin.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;  kasi bata pa lang ako aware nako sa ganun eh. bata pa lang ako naririnig ko na yung ganun. Pero iba pala pag ikaw yung ivolved dun sa story... No matter how tough your  resolve is pag walang communication... unti unti... matutunaw... mag kakaron ng doubt.. suddenly you're not sure anymore if both of you can make it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lahat ng worries ko naipon at lahat yun naramdaman ko nung time na yun. Naisip ko, wala kaming ganun katatag na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;foundation ni Jay para malagpasan namin yung 3yrs na magkahiwalay.. Everything naiisip ko. Kaya yung scrapbook ko sobrang importante saken kasi feeling ko na basta mabasa niya yun, and if ever dumating kami sa time na parang di na namin kaya, naisip ko that the letter will be able to help us not to let go.. at kung hindi niya makukuha yun, paano na kami?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Pero ganun siguro talaga.. Si ate jovy na friend ni Boyet was willing to help me. She lives in Singapore. Pero bago ako humingi ng tulong sa kanya, yung friend ko muna na si "C" ang hiningan ko ng tulong. She said na i-email ko daw sa kanya ang detailed instructions na kailangan niya gawin. I did. I sent her emails. I messaged her through friendster. not just once but many times. I got no reply after 2-3 days I think. Then naisip ko, susubukan ko muna, maybe there are other ways.. So i emailed her told her to put everything on hold muna. Then the rest is history... pero minsan naisip ko kung willing talaga siyang tulungan ako, bakit kahit isa sa emails and messages ko hindi niya sinagot?  Considering na araw-araw siya nag lo-login sa friendster means nababasa niya... kaya ko lang naman naisip na siya ang unang hingan ng tulong kasi akala ko maasahan ko siya eh... naisip ko babae rin siya, most likely maiintindihan niya ako kesa sa mga guys na kaibigan ko ako mag ask ng help.Kaya ko rin naisip na baka matulungan niya ako is because unlimited naman yung plan nun cell niya... so hindi naman siya magagastusan ng extra if ever. i was planning nga na mag send sa kanya ng money through western union kung magawan niya ng paran talaga.. pero until this very day wala man lang akong nareceived na message galing sa kanya. Kahit acknowledgement lang, wala. Oh well, now I know.Buti pa si ate jovy na hindi ko personal na kilala. ni hindi ko pa nakikita, willing mag extend ng tulong. I know maliit ang income ng tao na'to sa singapore. Wala sa one fourth ng kinikita ng friend ko na si "C", pero siya pa yung eager mag-offer ng tulong. Akala ko pa naman naging mas maganda yung friendship namin lalo na nun nagkitakita kami nun pumunta kami Singapore dati, yun pala kasi siguro wala lang... yun. hay in times or trouble malalaman mo talaga kung sino yung pwede mo maasahan eh ano?!?! sobrang liit  na pabor... okay lang naman kasi me ibang tao naman na willing tumulong pero kasi pakiramdam ko napeke ako, Yun yun eh. yung pakiramdam na, mali pala ako ng pagkakakilala sa kanya. Akala ko kasi... sa takbo kasi ng kwento niya dati parang akala ko siya yung tipo ng tao na tutulong basta kaya, yun pala hindi. yun pala OK habang mag kaharap lang kayo.. Ang pangit. napaplastikan ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610178914044928750-311764803769234404?l=piaot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~4/r2XjCxm6hB8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piaot.blogspot.com/feeds/311764803769234404/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610178914044928750&amp;postID=311764803769234404&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/311764803769234404?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/311764803769234404?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~3/r2XjCxm6hB8/scrapbook.html" title="SCRAPBOOK" /><author><name>Pia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10305754719618306301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/R1EX80AGO-I/AAAAAAAAABI/Mpye4MUUgSI/S220/07042007(004).jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piaot.blogspot.com/2008/10/scrapbook.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUUDSHs_cCp7ImA9WxRSEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610178914044928750.post-8641127541299756039</id><published>2008-09-11T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:27:59.548-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-11T22:27:59.548-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo" /><title>blank</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_gZvI2VuOSTn4Ui9sAjFn7JE63w/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/_gZvI2VuOSTn4Ui9sAjFn7JE63w/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlWyzVvW9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/9DZv-H8WEsA/s1600-h/Rarawan022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlWyzVvW9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/9DZv-H8WEsA/s200/Rarawan022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244818671824493522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sept8.2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;maybe they're about 42,000 feet above the ground now like what the pilot would always announce in the middle of the flight.. Oh gosh i miss him already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;those of you who might be reading my post might get confused as to what really our relationship is like, it's really magulo. but from the last talk that we had, oh well it wasn't really a "serious" talk about us but we still talked anyway.. i gathered that maybe i just misinterpreted his actions. maybe he was just different from most people. maybe... maybe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;and again there is HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We talked on the phone before he left... We never got the chance na magkita kanina kaya nagusap na lang kami sa phone.. I went to manila because I had to give him something, he said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"me pinapapirmahan lang sa amin. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Intayin mo ako pls.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I was there 1.30. His was told his flight was 3pm. I waited. 2pm. Waited Still. 2.30. Waited still. I knew he wasn't coming but I waited still... 2.45 when I decided to leave. I can still remember how the jollibee guy looked at me. I don't know what he was thinking. But i noticed he was always smiling at me. Maybe he saw me making too many attempts to call on my phone but would end up slamming my clam phone together. Maybe he knew no one was answering on the other end.And again for too many times, he was looking and smiling at me. Somehow I felt relieved. I didn't know him. But his gesture calmed me. It was like as if he was telling me "don't worry he is coming".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;at 2.45 pm I went to the nearby goldilocks to buy "sago't gulaman" ... then i noticed there is a missed call on my phone. THere it said "BAD HABIT". My jayson... I called him back...Immediately after he answered the phone&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he said sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; and parang mauubusan ng oras he said "mahal na mahal kita" ng paulit ulit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;We talked pretty long. If only we can stay on the phone forever. If only he won't have to leave... But then, I knew he needs that. For himself. For his family.And hopefully for us. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I cried on the phone. Sheesh. Can't help it kasi I thougt he'll leave without talking to me. And my heart sunk when he told me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"sorry kung ninakawan kita ng halik nun huwebes a. Gustong gusto nga kita yakapin e".&lt;/span&gt;  Then I asked him "bakit di mo ginawa?" Then he said "sabi mo kasi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"hindi na tayo..."&lt;/span&gt; Sana pala ginawa niya..KAsi g&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ustong gusto ko rin siya i-hug ngayon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then he also said na mag-ingat ako lagi. He said "thank you" too many times. He said he won't forget me. He said na sana itext ko parin at tawagan paminsan minsan parents at mga kapatid niya sa baguio..para kahit pano di mawalan communication namin.. THEn sabi niya ibinilin din daw niya na lagi din daw nila ako itext kasi siya baka mahirapan siya minsan i-contact ako kasi minsan buwan ang binibilang ng hindi nag da-dock yung barko... He said babalik siya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Then I spoke with his Uncle Cayetano. Tito Cayetano said they'll be gone for 3 yrs. he asked me If I can wait for Jayson... I said&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "YES".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I said YES. Kahit officially hindi naman kami that time... Pero parang again hindi naman kami nagbreak kasi paulit ulit niyang sinabi kanina "mahal na mahal kita"...***sigh***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;mahal ko rin siya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;His uncle's question seems to have paved the way for Me and Jayson to get back together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes kami na ulit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Right after I spoke with his uncle I told Jayson that I'm willing to give it another shot. I wanna give it another shot Because I love him. I asked Jayson what he would have to say about it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He said he never even considered breaking up with me in the first place. Hindi pa siya give up. Kaya daw pag nakikipag break ako, hindi siya nag re-react... &lt;/span&gt;I'm glad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;That is so him. You break-up with him, then the next time you talk it will be as if kayo pa rin...siya, na  nag sasabi sayo ng plans niya three years later... Siya, na manghihingi ng kiss sa phone. Siya, na mag A-ilove you... Hay. I miss him already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hanggang sa makasakay ako ng bus magkausap kami. He was even planning for the future... Na mag iipon kami pareho... At pagbalik niya, bibili siya ng Kotse at pupuntahan niya ako at pupunta kami sa kanila sa Baguio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sabi ko sa kanya baka magpunta ulit ako ng singapore... next year. At baka dun ako mag work... He even told me na dun na kami magpakasal... this is not the first time he told me that.. una nag kwento nito sa akin MAMA niya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Tinanong daw kasi nun pinsan nila na si CHAYA si Jayson kung ano pangarap niya.. Then sumagot daw si Jayson, seryoso yung pagkakasagot. Ang Sabi daw ni Jayson pangarap niya na magkalupa at sasakyan tapos mag-aasawa na siya. Then nagtanong Daw si CHAYA kung kanino naman siya magpapakasal the sabi daw ni Jayson &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Kanino pa, e di kay Pia".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kausap ko ang mama ni Jayson sa Phone nun kinukwento niya yun. It seems that she was happy naman with Jayson's answer.  She even said na nun kinuwento daw sa kanya yun ni Chaya ang nasabi daw niya e "ay naku talaga ba? ay naku sige ipag pray natin na sana magtuloy tuloy na..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Before I left for Singapore dati, bago kami magboard kausap ko rin si Jayson sa phone na mejo pahapyaw niyang sinabi sa akin na pagbalik niya after three years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Dati magkausap kami nabanggit din niya na magpakasal kami...May mga iba pang instances before na binabanggit niya. Minsan dinadaan sa biro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;At kanina inulit na naman niya sabihin sa akin. Sabi ko&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OO. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;He has plans. Im happy na kasama ako...:) And i don't care whether he meant it that time or not. Ang importante sa akin ng mga panahon na yun, masarap at masaya ang pakiramdam ko... tsaka ko na lnag iisipin yung bukas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;It's too early to talk about marriage.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maraming pwedeng mangyari... I know. But at this point, you can only dream about it. And hope that it materializes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I know it's too early to plan for the future. But that's what people in love do. Diba? It's not as if im raising my hopes too high. Im just happy with how our conversation went kanina.. Still we don't know what's in store in the future.. maaaring nasabi lang niya yun kanina because kanina ramdam na ramdam niya na mahal niya ako at maaaring pag matagal niya ako di nakita magfade na lang yung love na yun... pero diba, there is always a possibility na mahal talaga niya ako at mapanatili niya yung kung ano man feelings meron siya para sa akin? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's why Im giving it a shot.&lt;/span&gt; For the last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Somehow deep inside i feel that we have created a very special connection to each other. Even if until now di ko pa rin alam plan ni lord para sa amin. Pero dati naisip ko na, na, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ito yung binigay na chance ni lord sa amin ni Jayson.&lt;/span&gt; It's up to us how we're going to work our way around it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kung papabayan namin, then it's our fault.&lt;/span&gt; Kung nagpabaya kami, then maybe we're not meant for each other kasi sinayang namin yung chance na binigay sa amin..  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;that's why hanggang ngayon...im fighting for it.&lt;/span&gt; Kasi ayokong dumating yung time na magsisi ako kasi di ko &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;binigay lahat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Im sad kasi kahit naman siguro sino na naiwan nakakaramdam ng lungkot e. Ako pa kaya na ganto ang posisyon sa buhay niya... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero masaya rin ako for him kasi alam ko, this job will be an instrument for his dreams to be realized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;NAtatandaan ko the first time na makausap ko si MAMA ni Jayson. Kasi tatawag daw sila sa akin kasi gusto ako makausap.. this is one thing that I like about our realtionship kasi kahit di pa kami nagkikita ng pamilya niya, they seem to really like me. And yes I really like them too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Naaalala ko my conversation with his MAMA. Kasi sabi sa akin ng mama niya, si Jayson daw talaga yung "sakit" nila sa ulo.  Oh well, that I can see. Si jayson kasi yung typical na lalaki na carefree. Very free spirited. Oh well atleast that's how I see him e. Then sabi niya sa akin na sana ako na lang daw sana yung mag pasensiya kay Jayson. Na sana pagkatiwalaan ko na lang daw siya (jayson), at maniwala ako sa sinasabi niya... SAbi ko OPO. Then I also told her na "BILIB" ako kay Jayson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kanina before we said goodbye  I don't know but&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;he asked me what did i like about him... I said "wala". I was a bit embarrased to answer him&lt;/span&gt; s        so instead I just said  "di ko nga alam e. E ikaw, anu nagustuhan mo sa akin?" The he said O sige ako na lang, ako na lang..." "Gusto ko sayo...chubby (sabay tawa), maganda, mabait..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I knew the answer to his question.&lt;/span&gt; Pero kanina di ko masabi, siguro kasi parang ang onti ng oras namin, tapos pareho pa namin alam na malapit ng ma-empty yung battery ng phone niya.. infact kanina nung naputol yung call, nakitext siya dun sa katabi niya para sabihin sa akin kung bakit nadisconnect... First time. Kahit sa kapatid niya parang labag ang loob niya na makitext. It somehow goes to show na siya siguro yung tipo na ayaw ng nakakaabala sa kapwa niya hanggat maari... pero kanina, nakitext siya dun sa katabi niya sa upuan... Sobrang naapreciate ko yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Going back to his question... Ofcourse alam na alam ko yung sagot ko dun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;For some reason I feel that&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "I can see through him".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Despite his being pasaway, I can see the gentleness. I can see the goodness. I can see someone who is passionate. Someone who is  driven. Someone who is sweet. Someone who is a dreamer. Someone who is full of potential. Someone who is loving. Someone who is funny. Someone who is a child. Someone who can make something of himself someday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;For some reason naniniwala talaga ako sa kakayanan niya... Naniniwala ako na if given the chance kaya niyang gawin at tuparin lahat ng pangarap niya sa buhay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I believe in HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SAna someday makita ko pag naging successful na siya.. Kasi pag andun pako nun ibig sabihin kami pa rin. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sana nga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMIbtYWGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Y0OLPm5MEy0/s1600-h/Rarawan095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMIbtYWGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Y0OLPm5MEy0/s200/Rarawan095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244806948810414178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMI4-paCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/g9K0wA_Lpds/s1600-h/Rarawan078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMI4-paCI/AAAAAAAAAaY/g9K0wA_Lpds/s200/Rarawan078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244806956667463714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMJYte2TI/AAAAAAAAAag/d_iQ7ZexsFM/s1600-h/Rarawan122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMJYte2TI/AAAAAAAAAag/d_iQ7ZexsFM/s200/Rarawan122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244806965185403186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMJ5A8EBI/AAAAAAAAAao/pP8TmtE9nnw/s1600-h/Rarawan094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMJ5A8EBI/AAAAAAAAAao/pP8TmtE9nnw/s200/Rarawan094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244806973856944146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMLNuP6BI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lcJl5rnkq7I/s1600-h/Rarawan135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/SMlMLNuP6BI/AAAAAAAAAaw/lcJl5rnkq7I/s200/Rarawan135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244806996595566610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ME9OvF5rI_w1uJM97ltKsiSZ2Rg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ME9OvF5rI_w1uJM97ltKsiSZ2Rg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ME9OvF5rI_w1uJM97ltKsiSZ2Rg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ME9OvF5rI_w1uJM97ltKsiSZ2Rg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I really can't stay mad at him. Just the other day I went out to see him. We talked as if nothing happened. Well, parang ala naman talaga nangyari e. :) I learned on that day that he wasn't really giving up like what I thought.. Oo nga naman sinabi nga naman niya sa text "basta ako nandito lang lagi para sayo".. yun pala ibig sabihin nun. Funny but a day after we saw each other I feel weird again like I want to get back together with him. If I'll be honest with myself, that is the truth. Drat. Here I go again, the Hope thing. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even told me that "3 years..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He meant that after three years he want me and him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto na naman siya.. acting as if I didn't break up with him... if only I can turn back on my words again.. kung pwede sana mag pretend din ako na hindi naki pagbreak... coz, damn i wanna give it another shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ganda sana sa pakiramdam. Na merong taong gusto kang makasama kahit hindi pa niya alam kung ano ang mangyayari bukas.. Ang sarap pakingggan na merong taong inaanticipate ang "three years later" na kasama ka... Pero pero pero,  BUT WHAT ABOUT THOSE DAYS INBETWEEN NOW AND THREE YEARS LATER? How can I see the future if we can't even fix our relationship now... Hindi naman pwedeng blangko yung relationship namin tapos  to be continued na lang after three years.. know what i'm saying? Kung ngayon na andito lang kami pareho sa Pilipinas hindi constant yung commnunication namin, anu pa kaya pag umalis na siya... and I really can't carry on like that. I want somethin REAL. CONSISTENT. CONSTANT. COMMITMENT. Im not getting any younger and I can't put my life on hold to something that is not there... I don't mind waiting. I can wait. But I can only wait for someone who is in love with me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610178914044928750-7511156154787476465?l=piaot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~4/e3-9iXuvDFY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piaot.blogspot.com/feeds/7511156154787476465/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610178914044928750&amp;postID=7511156154787476465&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/7511156154787476465?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/7511156154787476465?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~3/e3-9iXuvDFY/i-need-you-boo.html" title="My Boo" /><author><name>Pia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10305754719618306301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/R1EX80AGO-I/AAAAAAAAABI/Mpye4MUUgSI/S220/07042007(004).jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piaot.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-need-you-boo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYARX0zcSp7ImA9WxRTFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610178914044928750.post-4372452688505747385</id><published>2008-09-03T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T19:59:04.389-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-03T19:59:04.389-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo" /><title>Gusto kong malibang</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hjvwH60Cg04-mgyavLLsv1bagjU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hjvwH60Cg04-mgyavLLsv1bagjU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hjvwH60Cg04-mgyavLLsv1bagjU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/hjvwH60Cg04-mgyavLLsv1bagjU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I got myself a new gadget. Hehe. I bought IPOD classic 80g kahapon. Bigla ko lang naisip nun mapadaan ako sa electroworld... hay. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610178914044928750-4372452688505747385?l=piaot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~4/knotcOFWgXg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piaot.blogspot.com/feeds/4372452688505747385/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610178914044928750&amp;postID=4372452688505747385&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/4372452688505747385?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/4372452688505747385?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~3/knotcOFWgXg/gusto-kong-malibang.html" title="Gusto kong malibang" /><author><name>Pia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10305754719618306301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/R1EX80AGO-I/AAAAAAAAABI/Mpye4MUUgSI/S220/07042007(004).jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piaot.blogspot.com/2008/09/gusto-kong-malibang.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQNQn48fip7ImA9WxRTEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610178914044928750.post-3500621328486091497</id><published>2008-08-30T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T10:13:13.076-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-30T10:13:13.076-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo" /><title>Moving on...</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8_H5btmqyGwroCuzfWuCyj8618k/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8_H5btmqyGwroCuzfWuCyj8618k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8_H5btmqyGwroCuzfWuCyj8618k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/8_H5btmqyGwroCuzfWuCyj8618k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Why can't I really let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that everytime Im giving him up, Im hoping, on the back of my mind thinking,  that he won't give up on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then everything, may hangganan... no matter how much you're willing to love and understand a person, matatapos at matatapos din pala... sometimes ganun nga siguro. Pag ikaw na lang lagi ang umiintindi, nakakapagod din... but then still you'll think... hopefully... crap. There again, that word i'm starting to hate now. Hope. I keep hoping, that tomorrow it will be a brand new day for US. That we'll be able to meet half-way and settle our differences. But It was only me willing to compromise. How in the hell is that gonna work for us then? Now I can say we're hopeless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. still I HOPE. Because I FEEL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that I hope a lot  when maybe this relationship has been doomed from the very beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then with just one phone call, everything changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just one line... "inaantok nako..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't get me wrong. I don't mind, but this is not the firsttime he told me that... I was so hurt that again he was being so unmindful of my feelings. We still had issues, and yet nagpapahiwatig na siya na gusto na niya tapusin ang paguusap namin just because inaantok na siya..? I've NEVER experience this before. Never. So uncaring. And UNINTERESTED&gt;----Something hit me so hard. Enlightening. REalization. I finally had the courage to accept to myself that "WE" are REALLY  hopeless. ANY person who will be in his situation, who will feel uninterested of our topic is so welcome to get out of my life. For all I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE MADE ME GIVE UP. It's high time to really LET IT GO. Surprisingly, I didn't cry. I wonder why. Oh yeah I think I know why. Because I was quite prepared for it. I had a feeling this will happen... because what i was doing was just delaying the inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit. This time I was Angry. And there was no room for understanding in my heart during that time. I was Mad and that is all I know. Most of all I was Hurt. That line "Inaantok nako" says it all. It says "we're over".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two days ago I have considered giving him another chance... but then later that night   instead of making up, I finally gave up...Finally. Ganun pala yun. May mga tao lang siguro talagang madaling mahalin na mahirap mahalin... Siya yun. Kasi hindi siya marunong magalaga sa love na binibigay mo sa kanya... Sayang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610178914044928750-3500621328486091497?l=piaot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~4/lifYy3m567Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piaot.blogspot.com/feeds/3500621328486091497/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610178914044928750&amp;postID=3500621328486091497&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/3500621328486091497?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/3500621328486091497?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~3/lifYy3m567Y/moving-on.html" title="Moving on..." /><author><name>Pia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10305754719618306301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/R1EX80AGO-I/AAAAAAAAABI/Mpye4MUUgSI/S220/07042007(004).jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piaot.blogspot.com/2008/08/moving-on.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQEQHw6fSp7ImA9WxRTEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3610178914044928750.post-8200793487589795745</id><published>2008-08-24T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:38:21.215-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-08-30T09:38:21.215-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="personal" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Emo" /><title>...Can't find the right words...</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qsJqIchEvyhc3ag3kCvxYOabocc/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/qsJqIchEvyhc3ag3kCvxYOabocc/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://www.stlyrics.com/uptext.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt; &lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://www.stlyrics.com/ringup_song.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ringtonematcher.com/co/ringtonematcher/02?sid=STLros" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt; “I Only Want to be with You” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vonda Shephard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Artist: Vonda Shepard--&gt;&lt;!--Song: I Only Want to be with You--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;  I don't know what it is that makes me love you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I only know I never want to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; 'Cause you started something, can't you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; That ever since we met you've had a hold on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; It happens to be true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I only want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; It doesn't matter where you go or what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I wanna spend each moment of the day with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; Look what has happened with just one kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I never knew that I could be in love like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; It's crazy but it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I only want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; You stopped and smiled at me, asked me if I'd care to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I fell into your open arms and I didn't stand a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; Now listen honey, I just wanna be beside you everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; As long as we're together honey I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; 'Cause you started something, can't you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; That ever since we've met you've had a hold on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; No matter what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I only want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; You stopped and smiled at me, asked me if I'd care to dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I fell into your open arms and I didn't stand a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; Now listen honey, I just want to be beside you everywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; As long as we're together honey I don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; 'Cause you started something can't you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; That ever since we met you've had a hold on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; No matter what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I only want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; No matter what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; I only want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BACK TO YOU (John Mayer)&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Back to you&lt;br /&gt;it always comes around&lt;br /&gt;back to you&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forget you&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stay away&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Over you&lt;br /&gt;I'm never over&lt;br /&gt;over you&lt;br /&gt;something about you&lt;br /&gt;It's just the way you move&lt;br /&gt;the way you move me  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm so good at forgetting&lt;br /&gt;and I quit every game I've played&lt;br /&gt;but forgive me love&lt;br /&gt;I can't turn and walk away  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Back to you&lt;br /&gt;it always comes around&lt;br /&gt;back to you&lt;br /&gt;I walk with your shadow&lt;br /&gt;I'm sleeping in my bed&lt;br /&gt;with your silhouette  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Should have smiled in that picture&lt;br /&gt;if it's the last that I'll see of you&lt;br /&gt;it's the least that you could not do  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh I will&lt;br /&gt;leave the light on&lt;br /&gt;I'll never give up on you&lt;br /&gt;leave the light on &lt;br /&gt;for me too  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Back to me&lt;br /&gt;I know that it comes&lt;br /&gt;back to me&lt;br /&gt;doesn't it scare you&lt;br /&gt;your will is not as strong&lt;br /&gt;as it used to be   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Additional Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;...doesn't it scare you, doesn't it piss you off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weaker than you know  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I'm swimming in a sea of faces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;trying to find my way to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;but it's no use, in a crowded room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;where everybody wants you&lt;/span&gt; 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I've gone crazy.</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/seWuH2iadsJIn0LBj0y7HBnoE80/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/seWuH2iadsJIn0LBj0y7HBnoE80/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Feel &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;So  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Unhappy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3610178914044928750-5246379485212466083?l=piaot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~4/VPK-WPklJc4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piaot.blogspot.com/feeds/5246379485212466083/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3610178914044928750&amp;postID=5246379485212466083&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/5246379485212466083?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3610178914044928750/posts/default/5246379485212466083?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/ntNql/~3/VPK-WPklJc4/its-confirmed-ive-gone-crazy.html" title="It's confirmed. I've gone crazy." /><author><name>Pia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10305754719618306301</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PXSog8FVgcA/R1EX80AGO-I/AAAAAAAAABI/Mpye4MUUgSI/S220/07042007(004).jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piaot.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-confirmed-ive-gone-crazy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

