<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978</id><updated>2024-09-05T19:23:13.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Reality in Love and Life ;)</title><subtitle type='html'>I finally found my home inside the heart of the man, I TRULY LOVE.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-5837310358825968033</id><published>2010-08-30T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T03:32:27.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Mistakes you Must Never Make in a Long Distance Relationship</title><content type='html'>Every relationship has its own set of strengths and weaknesses. But a  long distance relationship has to bear the additional burden of physical  separation over long stretches of time. When two people in love are  unable to be around each other physically, it leaves the relationship  open to attacks of emotional and physical loneliness. In such a  scenario, it becomes important to shun behaviour that can build up  distrust and jealousy and ultimately ruin a lovely relationship. So, go  through the following  mistakes most long distance couples make and  avoid them, if your want to keep your relationship intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breathing down the neck of your partner &lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;    &lt;/b&gt;Every relationship – whether separated by distance or  not – requires that two individuals give each other enough space to  grow. However, when you have been away from each other for a long time,  you might want to be clued into everything that your partner is doing –  what he did over the weekend, who were the friends she went out with for  shopping or what is for dinner tonight. While it is a good idea to be  in touch on daily basis, prying too much into your partner’s routine or  social life may put him or her off the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appearing insecure&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    If you are insecure about the people your partner is meeting  while living away from you, then it is a sign, that you are not  emotionally mature enough for a long distance relationship. If you keep  nagging your partner about how miserable it is for the two of you and  how the other couples have it so well, it is bound to upset him or her  that you feel so miserable about the relationship. Instead, look at the  positive side to a long-distance relationship and take heart, that a  meeting after a period of absence will be that much sweeter. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Making allegations of infidelity&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    Once the seeds of suspicion have been planted in your  relationship, it is the beginning of the end. If you are suspicious of  your partner’s co-workers, friends, flat mates and other social  acquaintances, it means that you do not trust your partner  wholeheartedly. Worse still, if you charge your partner with being  unfaithful to you, without any concrete evidence, it means that the  faith in your relationship has gone and every relationship –long  distance or not – is bound to collapse without the foundation stone of  trust.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taking your partner for granted&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    While it is a mistake to nag your partner about his or her life  away from you, it is equally fatal to take your lover for granted. It is  a fact, that every relationship needs to be nurtured in order to  blossom, but in a long distance relationship, it is especially crucial  that you put in that extra bit of effort, to keep it going. Be creative  in coming up with romantic ideas to spice up your relationship, even if  it is separated by distance. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not involving your partner in the relationship&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    When the two of you are living separately, it is easy to fall  into the habit of taking decisions on your own. But take care to involve  you partner, in matters where you both are concerned. For instance, ask  your lover what he or she thinks of a Caribbean cruise the next time  you can be together. Or inform your partner before you make any changes  to a joint bank or credit card account.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adopting a wait-and-see stance&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    Very often, couples living away from each other, do not believe  that their relationship can work, but at the same time they are  reluctant to let go of each other. If you keep sitting on the fence,  waiting to see how things might turn out, remember that this is not a  relationship at all and will get you nowhere. &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saving all your money for later&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    If it is within your means, make sure that you can meet up with  your partner as often as possible. It makes no sense, saving your money  now and planning to spend it later, when you have agreed that this  relationship is your future. So why not spend on it? &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not being in touch&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    Pick up your partner’s phone calls, even if it is to say that  you’ll be calling back. Keep in touch with each other by phone, email  and text messages. A good way of bridging the distance just a little, is  to use a web cam, since this offers a way to visually communicate with  each other in real time.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Having an affair yourself&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    The biggest mistake, in my opinion, is to look for a third person  to fill in for your partner, when he or she is not around. By allowing  an outsider to enter your life – however briefly – you are breaking the  basic bond of mutual trust that holds two people together. This is not  only cheating on your partner, but an indication that you do not believe  in the relationship yourself.&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not having enough faith in the relationship&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;    There is no dearth of pessimists, who are ready to write off long  distance relationships as impractical and thus impossible to maintain.  Don’t believe all that critics say, because once you give in to their  negative comments, you will always feel haunted by its risks –  both  imagined and real – until it will actually destroy your relationship. So  if and when you do decide to enter into a long distance relationship,  give it your all and it will surely enrich your life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;These are some of the mistakes most common in a long distance  relationship which needs that much more effort to keep it going because  of the pressures exerted by time and distance. However, this is not to  say that long distance relationships are doomed from the start. If  couples trust each other and make that extra effort to keep the fire  burning, then, very few romantic encounters are as ecstatic as those,  which come after periods of separation.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5837310358825968033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-mistakes-you-must-never-make-in-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/5837310358825968033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/5837310358825968033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/10-mistakes-you-must-never-make-in-long.html' title='10 Mistakes you Must Never Make in a Long Distance Relationship'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-4178048143130430829</id><published>2010-08-30T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T03:25:27.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do men lie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. For the heck of it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Men often have a great sense of the absurd and enjoy  telling the occasional lie just for a lark. They find they get a few  laughs out of suckering the party concerned and pulling the wool over  their eyes successfully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. As a matter of course&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Sometimes men just lie because they can’t  be bothered to tell the truth. It’s just a habit that comes naturally  and can be used as a defense mechanism, rather than go through the  awkward motions of telling it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Because it’s less complicated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;If the truth requires long explanations and  supporting facts, men figure it’s just easier to tell a lie. Rather  than get into long-winded stories to their spouse, which expend a lot of  time and effort and may still result in disgruntled looks and  dissatisfied expressions and take more convincing to be believable, men  prefer to lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. If the reason is innocuous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;If the lie isn’t a major one, men justify  it as being harmless. And if it’s harmless, what’s wrong in it? They  figure they’re not hurting anyone with a simple little white lie, and  they don’t lose any sleep over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Because they get themselves into  trouble when they tell the truth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Some men find they have an uncanny knack  for getting themselves into trouble when they try telling the truth. And  that it never works for them. They try being straightforward, like a  sailor friend who told his girlfriend how he enjoyed visiting strip  bars, when ashore, to unwind after a particularly tough voyage, and how  she blew a fuse over it. He thought being honest was a great thing,  until he discovered it was better to have lied or simply evaded telling  the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. If they feel their partner won’t  be able to handle it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;Like Jim, some men feel that if they tell  their partner the truth like it is, they will read more into the  situation than there actually is, and blow it out of proportion. Not  only will this cause trouble for the relationship, but it will also lead  to a lot of discomfort and tension, which was unnecessary and uncalled  for in the first place. By lying about it, men eliminate the possibility  of stress and anxiety over their partner’s reaction and rest easy  knowing they’ve averted a possible mishap.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4178048143130430829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-do-men-lie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/4178048143130430829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/4178048143130430829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/why-do-men-lie.html' title='Why do men lie?'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-8964418775998036408</id><published>2010-08-30T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T03:11:45.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU.YOU.YOU</title><content type='html'>HE FIXED THINGS. I LOVE HIM. =)&lt;br /&gt;DAMI KUNG GUSTO SBHIN PERO DKO ALM KNG SAN CCMULAN.&lt;br /&gt;NYAHAHAHA..</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8964418775998036408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/youyouyou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8964418775998036408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8964418775998036408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/youyouyou.html' title='YOU.YOU.YOU'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-3266728747397892213</id><published>2010-08-30T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T03:06:57.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you soo muchh!</title><content type='html'>Sarap pala nn ganitong pkrmdm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag gcng mo message nea hnhnap mo.. cmpleng message lan knikilig ka.. marinig mo lang boses nea aus na.. nung kinantahan  nea nga ako di ako mapakali sa kilig haha.. hanggang sa pagtulog ko message nea huling nbbsa ko. IN SHORT PARANG BUONG ARAW SYA LANG ANG KASAMA KO, YUNG TIPONG SYA LANG ANG NAKAUSAP AT NAKITA KO NA PARANG WLA AKUNG NAKASALAMUHANG IBNG TAO DAHIL NBBLEWALA LHAT KAC SYA LANG NASA ICP KO.. kahit malayu sya rmdm na rmdm ko sya.. hayyyy.. and after a long time magkkita kme.. the happiness i felt is very priceless.. irreplaceable ika nga. ahahhahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal ko nga tlga sya.. sobra sobra! =)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3266728747397892213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-you-soo-muchh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/3266728747397892213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/3266728747397892213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-miss-you-soo-muchh.html' title='i miss you soo muchh!'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-8970995976361289174</id><published>2010-07-18T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:50:12.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Chance...</title><content type='html'>mahirap magtiwala ulet..&lt;br /&gt;hayyyy.. don&#39;t know what to say. ;l</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8970995976361289174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8970995976361289174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8970995976361289174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-chance.html' title='Another Chance...'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-8924081379033581927</id><published>2010-06-21T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T04:41:11.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;OUT OF MY MIND. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8924081379033581927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/out-of-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8924081379033581927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8924081379033581927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/out-of-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-990408262811718677</id><published>2010-06-13T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T03:57:45.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEil0Bt3n42r8NHMtnB30t0GszceBJiihMXT6y-sPoM2p7ZW6brfS1g8SjsxfWBb4BvB_VsK5FKkNXogv90VdgHDukXAQFArYVXK3uNUIuf3SDxTs8HTfzxgafltB5N0kZ1xxtufKNmqeVQt/s320/GEDC1632.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482209268757388850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;di ko akalaing di to lalanggamin. haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/990408262811718677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/di-ko-akalaing-di-to-lalanggamin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/990408262811718677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/990408262811718677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/di-ko-akalaing-di-to-lalanggamin.html' title=''/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfBmO3oTTwcjjQXLXLGeJYrRAr3puvWyBSQ5rGdreyJ-TUTBf8gh5UvsNdxe1O7Vs7nr81Swv5-ZexHyS30RrI_wquBNs6NvetjSeXL0nuD1traHUxH_PP3ny2V21qxh5qTbyrJixVf0VJ/s72-c/GEDC1636.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-7943051091687588829</id><published>2010-06-07T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T06:38:57.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sayo! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKaqOl5kp-nr4cMoVEx2PlnaJ6jWbPGeYdw5wC-m5XsIuyFjBxMC-1fsCYyD9WOtx9sa4Q5iJ2u6Q6k9kl4_SIYHv6cOj036lFmal8MNGo9vkgqqQX18hIyMEe6uqjATb5kUvTS8H8Zz1b/s1600/love-21.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKaqOl5kp-nr4cMoVEx2PlnaJ6jWbPGeYdw5wC-m5XsIuyFjBxMC-1fsCYyD9WOtx9sa4Q5iJ2u6Q6k9kl4_SIYHv6cOj036lFmal8MNGo9vkgqqQX18hIyMEe6uqjATb5kUvTS8H8Zz1b/s320/love-21.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480025395798586130&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;ang sarap mainlove nnpaulit2! =)&lt;br /&gt;hohow.. di ako mppgod mahalin ka! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;ps.walang pkielamanan! =P&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7943051091687588829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/sayo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/7943051091687588829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/7943051091687588829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/sayo.html' title='sayo! =)'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKaqOl5kp-nr4cMoVEx2PlnaJ6jWbPGeYdw5wC-m5XsIuyFjBxMC-1fsCYyD9WOtx9sa4Q5iJ2u6Q6k9kl4_SIYHv6cOj036lFmal8MNGo9vkgqqQX18hIyMEe6uqjATb5kUvTS8H8Zz1b/s72-c/love-21.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-6621355793054075194</id><published>2010-06-04T03:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T03:26:48.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ERRR..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;IM VERY EAGER TO PASS THIS EXAMINATION!! ERRR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6621355793054075194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/errr_04.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/6621355793054075194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/6621355793054075194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/errr_04.html' title='ERRR..'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-8426593131524527092</id><published>2010-06-04T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T03:22:28.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ERRR..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: verdana;&quot;&gt;IM VERY EAGER TO PASS THIS EXAMINATION!! ERRR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8426593131524527092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/errr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8426593131524527092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8426593131524527092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/errr.html' title='ERRR..'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-1954562043819546343</id><published>2010-06-04T03:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T03:07:47.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a Social Realist</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;styleY&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;My psychology test Result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;styleY&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Your personality type: &quot;Social Realist&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;style3&quot;&gt;Warm-hearted, popular and conscientious. Tend to put  the needs of others over their own needs. Feel strong sense of  responsibility and duty. Value traditions and security. Interested in  serving others. Need positive reinforcement to feel good about  themselves. Well-developed sense of space and function.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; class=&quot;styleY&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Careers that could fit you include:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;style3&quot;&gt;Home economics, nursing, teaching, administrators,  child care, family practice physician, clergy, office managers,  counselors, social workers, bookkeeping, accounting, secretaries,  organization leaders, dental assistants, homemakers, radiological  technologists, receptionists, religious educators, speech pathologists.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1954562043819546343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-social-realist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/1954562043819546343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/1954562043819546343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-social-realist.html' title='Im a Social Realist'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-2744134130998336730</id><published>2010-06-02T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T03:57:29.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_r7gAGJk0JyLVNsi-iQgjGxbnmSSdnmVRQE7KCHLNe4qaWXVFHZ2LdBvk3VmiD7dsUnK8KbqBKSXP053bvQxSOyWZHpM9aFYyFAvq7X-cpADgFmSaI7cE83ijsBHKC63I5j_IUX9-4PcI/s1600/love-11.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_r7gAGJk0JyLVNsi-iQgjGxbnmSSdnmVRQE7KCHLNe4qaWXVFHZ2LdBvk3VmiD7dsUnK8KbqBKSXP053bvQxSOyWZHpM9aFYyFAvq7X-cpADgFmSaI7cE83ijsBHKC63I5j_IUX9-4PcI/s320/love-11.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478865642281464386&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;August 19, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absolutely its friday. I don&#39;t know why but that day sbrang ilang ako sknya. And I think its because he&#39;s the one in my dreams last night. Yah.. napanaginipan ko sya at sbrang dko maintindihan kng bkit sya at kng bkit gnun yung panaginip ko. It goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The settings of the place is exactly the same look of the house kng san sya ngsstay, at that tym na napanaginipan ko yan never pa kng nkkpunta sa bhaws nla at nung nakapunta ako nagulat ako kac nga parang nakita ko na to, at yun nga sa panaginip ko nga nakita. Its a small room, A dark Room, Bed is not that accentuate. And to get inside of it, there&#39;s a stairs before it. What happen is my dreams is like this, we&#39;re too much to close to each other and that moment I go there to visit him. The climax here is, we&#39;re kissing each other while the other is nude u suddenly there&#39;s my classmate who saw us he saw us and he told everybody everything that he see. At grabe yun.. And In my dreams wala syang salamin. Kaya i know how he looks without his eyeglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 19, 2009, its our PE. So out of curiosity I asked him f he can take off his eyeglasses but unfortunately eto yung cnbe nea sken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Bkt? Next time nlang kac parang nhhilo ako.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I respect it at hinayaan ko nln yung imagination ko ulit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just wonder why he did this he always lagi nya kng tntawag at pag lilingunin ko sya sakto nman nn pagsuot nea nn salamin nea. ARGGGGHHH! ilang beses naulit yun, ni dko nga at natsempuhan na tinanggal nea. At talaga nmang ako&#39;y nbwisit naasar at nayamot sa gnwa nya! kaya nung ippkita na nea tlga dko na sya pinansin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinawagan nea ko that night, and he asked me why Im asking him to take off his eyeglasses. at sbe ko nman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;E kac napananaginipan kita, tas wala kang salamin dun.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh tlga? Anung nnyare sa panaginip mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sympre nung tinanung nea yan ayoko tlaga sbhin! pde ko ba nmang sbhin sknya na, napanaginipan po kita kahalikan ako! npka manyak nn dating kac hubad ka. ta may nakakita pa sten. hahaha so I tell the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hmm.. wla may kahalikan ka dw e, tas nkita ko dw kau.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Oh? anung itsura nung bbae?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Am.. dko pa nkita.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Ay! tlaga! bkit mo kya gnu yung panaginip mo. cno kya yung bbae nu?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaaha.. nung cnbe nea yan tlaga nmang natawa ako! haha.. gsto ko snang sbhin&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; &quot;ako lan nman yun! at dko mawari kng bkit kita kahalikan!&quot; &lt;/span&gt;hahaha.. kaso nkkhiya. ayun. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;August-September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing that happens this month diko lang alam kng August pa yun o September. Dko talaga matandaan ee.. My Adviser is Forcing me to run as President of the Student Council e tlga nmang ayoko, ee kaso sbe nea ttulungan dw ako nitong gurong malapit sa akin. (hanep! gmgnun? haha) ee yun lan ayaw nea, umiyak na ko sa harap nea&#39;t lahat deadma pdn. ampp nsbe ko tuloy sknya to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Tandaan mo tung araw na to!&lt;br /&gt;Pinaiiyak mo ko!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;at dahil dun sa cnbe kung yun sumama din pla luob nea skn, kaya nman nilapitan ko sya at nag sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Sir. Sorry po knna..&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Sumama lan luob ko kac cnbe mo pinaiiyak kta, hindi nman sa ayaw ko pero kac bblik ata ako sa luob sa October, bka di kta matulungan.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Aa.. gnun pu ba October pa nman kau bblik e, edi mttulungan neo pa ko&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Gsto ko kac pag ngng adviser ako, tuloy2.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Aa.. gnun pu b? Kaso wla na kng balak ituloy to. Si Sir ** lan nman mapilit ee.. E panu kng halimbawa kunin kau nn iba? Kunin kau blang adviser nla?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hindi ako ppyag, kasi kng mggng political adviser man ako sau lan..&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Aa.. tlaga???&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;oo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya nman pinanghawakan yun. At talga nmang ntuwa ako sa cnbe neang yun. ahaha! kaya nung knuha sya nn iba di nga sya pumayag sbe pa skn ni Rye nun (Sya yung tumkbo blang pres.) Di dw pumayg kac nga ngpromise skn ahahaha ANG HABA NN HAIR KO ;) jok lan. ehhee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun at nung unang beses kming nag away ee, nung cnbihan ko syang SUGAPA. nyay. I never thought na sbrang maapektuhan sya. dahil jan di nea ko pinancn.. haha nung mag ssorry na ko sknya may napag3pan akung cartolina gnupit gupit ko yun tas cnulatan nn sorry. e kaso nung inabot ko sknya deadma kaya ang gnwa ko hinagis ko dun sa bakod na nadaanan nmen. AHAHAHAHA ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2B CONTINUE ;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4590778178912830949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/ps-ilove-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/4590778178912830949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/4590778178912830949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/ps-ilove-you.html' title='PS ilove you'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_r7gAGJk0JyLVNsi-iQgjGxbnmSSdnmVRQE7KCHLNe4qaWXVFHZ2LdBvk3VmiD7dsUnK8KbqBKSXP053bvQxSOyWZHpM9aFYyFAvq7X-cpADgFmSaI7cE83ijsBHKC63I5j_IUX9-4PcI/s72-c/love-11.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-8020265197677270693</id><published>2010-06-02T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T02:09:57.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Huli nba para Magbago ako?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysf2d0qqZK7hmpQy2jZkOL2cGAMioxs7lJtTaQypmmkRyxu5FarE1lk12MExb6-CnXo_mAI_bKe1U0kh8D0z0UMl-Z1MHwuY52zdL0ktlSKBCsMXxvRwLrWoOp5-IUprztc7Ti1FlMvU-/s1600/tumblr_l2b2igQ3Xj1qawegio1_500.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 371px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysf2d0qqZK7hmpQy2jZkOL2cGAMioxs7lJtTaQypmmkRyxu5FarE1lk12MExb6-CnXo_mAI_bKe1U0kh8D0z0UMl-Z1MHwuY52zdL0ktlSKBCsMXxvRwLrWoOp5-IUprztc7Ti1FlMvU-/s400/tumblr_l2b2igQ3Xj1qawegio1_500.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478100809661860034&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my Previous Blog, entitled &quot;If only I can Say this to you&quot; halos cnsbe ko na ata lhat nn negative na gsto kng bguhin sknya. Lagi nln mali nya yung nppuna ko, yung mga small things nggng big issue skn. Mga cmpleng bagay pinapatulan ko. Masydo kac akung nag ppaapekto. Im insisting things, gsto ko kac kng anu ung gsto ko dpat gnun yung mangyare, parang gnu kac yung dting. nyahaha..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;At some point may tama dn nman ako, minsan kac mhirap tlga. Kagbi nrealize ko lan na hndi lan pla sya yung mali, na ako dn pala marming mali at pagkkulang.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Sana hindi pa huli para mag bgo ako..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Sna bgyan mo dn ako nn chance para maitama yung mga mali ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8020265197677270693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/huli-nba-para-magbago-ako.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8020265197677270693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/8020265197677270693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/huli-nba-para-magbago-ako.html' title='Huli nba para Magbago ako?'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiysf2d0qqZK7hmpQy2jZkOL2cGAMioxs7lJtTaQypmmkRyxu5FarE1lk12MExb6-CnXo_mAI_bKe1U0kh8D0z0UMl-Z1MHwuY52zdL0ktlSKBCsMXxvRwLrWoOp5-IUprztc7Ti1FlMvU-/s72-c/tumblr_l2b2igQ3Xj1qawegio1_500.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-4248594420668745067</id><published>2010-06-02T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:55:33.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>second chance is always possible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;There&#39;s no such thing as perfect relationship.. there&#39;s an  instance in my life when i asked someone why he is cheating his  girlfriend then i got this answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;wla nmang perfect relationship e. and khit pa practice  makes perfect di nman pwedeng ipractice yun! dko nman gusto gwin to  sknya e. may mga bagay ln na kulang. mga bagay na dko mkita sknya..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was really disappointed with his answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ask him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;may kulang pla. bkt di mo sbhin sknya.. bkt kylngan sa iba  mo pa hnapin?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he says..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;mhirap. pero pno pg ang hinahanap ko e ang pagkkusa nia?  pgkkusang mrealize yun. kac kayong mga bbae lgi niung sinisisi yung  la2ke. di nyo maicp na kya nmin nggwa yun e dhil kau dn ang dahilan.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i heard it.. it strikes me within! although i&#39;m not  blaming him he&#39;s much defensive. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe he&#39;s right.. some girls thinks that guys ARE THE  CHEATERS OF THE SOCIETY.. those experiences they encounter might be the  source of their beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in some circumstances in life me myself i admit I  CHEATED i cheat in a way of loving someone i dnt really love, saying him  that i love him even though i dont, doing things out of sincerity and  the dishonesty i made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cheated. and when i found it.. I WAS TOTALLY HURT.&lt;br /&gt;i was just found myself longing and asking this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;sn ba ko ng kulang? anung mali? dpa b ko enuf? do i really  deserve this!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah. i admit at first it really hurts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BLAME MYSELF.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CRY LIKE SOMEONES DIED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LUZ MYSELF.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then after, i recall the conversation i had with my  friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realize that in some part or another i was also the  one who lead him to the path of unfaithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people have their own strength and weaknesses. and we should  accept the fact that mistakes are unavoidable. its wrong to blame  yourself for what you have done and say that you&#39;re too bad after doing  it. mistakes are made for us to learn and forgiveness is made for us to  change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST WANNA SHARE THIS LEARNING EXPERIENCE :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If sadness is what happens when you turn your anger inwards,  hope is what happens when you turn your happiness, outwards. i still  love him and that forgiveness doesn&#39;t mean i tolerate it but it only  means that i still do believe in him.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4248594420668745067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/second-chance-is-always-possible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/4248594420668745067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/4248594420668745067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/second-chance-is-always-possible.html' title='second chance is always possible.'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-7677104903932624937</id><published>2010-06-02T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:28:59.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forbidden Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mfFV9ylS2s1Xvd3Nkges_QWvgMmCjVKOctASKVOTO4lDMQmHqzPaKP_LU8Dco6ZPSOD51yUAXnOX_bR46En-TxrPv2-qXjsOnoGP7vvZ-XVUmEWUTGdW6Dye8TJ8dd8TokAxAM_4_P4P/s1600/love-sick1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mfFV9ylS2s1Xvd3Nkges_QWvgMmCjVKOctASKVOTO4lDMQmHqzPaKP_LU8Dco6ZPSOD51yUAXnOX_bR46En-TxrPv2-qXjsOnoGP7vvZ-XVUmEWUTGdW6Dye8TJ8dd8TokAxAM_4_P4P/s400/love-sick1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478090394879301314&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers nowadays exist in different age, some are too old while some are too young but whatever it takes after class teachers can be our &quot;barkada&quot;. Why I mention it? Its because that is the flow of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers is our Mentor. They should be treated with high respect and We all know that Being in love to your teacher is a big NO NO. bawal na bawal. Student-teacher relationships are considered largely unacceptable in our society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I must admit that I fell in love to my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I don&#39;t have any interest about him. I just enjoyed the way he teach. I love everything about him - his unfathomable intelligence, his sweetness, silliness, liveliness, and overall loveliness. He&#39;s ridiculously smart but not patronizing; his mischievous, sweet smile has the ability to melt everyones heart, his eyes are so keenly searching and inquisitive yet at the same time wholly empathetic. Everything about him is just absolutely endearing. In short I adore him as my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves him. He&#39;s rare. haha..&lt;br /&gt;He&#39;s young, and absolutely open minded that&#39;s why every student loves him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to him, he has a girlfriend. I don&#39;t know whats the sense of saying it in our class, yet everyone seems not so interested. haha.. I&#39;m not really sure but If u&#39;ll ask me, at that moment I DONT REALLY CARE ABOUT HIS STATUS. ;) ahaha.. The whole time he was saying it Im saying this in my mind&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &quot;Anu ba to? As if nman interesado kme. Part ba nn Mapeh to?&quot; &lt;/span&gt;unfortunately at that moment Im one of those students who doesn&#39;t really care about his personal life, All I want is to listen to his intelligence ideas and to learned from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days, He began teaching and finally Catch up the hearts of those students because of his amazing ideas. I must admit Im one of those students na naging excited sa mga pinagssbe nea. haha.. Then that&#39;s somehow the start of the closure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m a varsity Player, and at that time wla kming adviser so THEY ASKED him if he can handle and manage us, In fact he looks so interested. haha.. So One day we have our training, and he&#39;s there. He&#39;s just watching us, and I was shocked when he asked us about our personal life, what I&#39;m trying to say is about our love life. Nung una bumubulong pa ko sa sarili ko &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Pake m nman sa buhay ko?&lt;/span&gt;&quot; haha.. He asked me but I refuse to answer coz definitely I don&#39;t have any And I still love my past. Di ko cngot pero tumtwa nln ako, and kung may cnbe man ako in A nice way nman. Dahil nga di ko cnagot he asked my bestfriend kung cno, and my bestfriend just laugh too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the training, He invite us to have lunch. Treat nya daw that&#39;s why without second thought sumama kme. haha.. After lunch, I feel comfortable to him. That&#39;s why while walking I tell him the FUCKING STORY OF MY LOVELIFE. after that nanahimik na ko. and I was absolutely shocked nung cnbe nia skn to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Lex, wag kang sisimangot nn ganyan. Kac ang taray mo tngnan,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;    parang abot langit yung katarayan mo.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t know what to say, That&#39;s why I just smiled at him. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few days we became Friends. And one time while walking in the patio nasalubong ko sya, nakatayo ata sya nun sa may pinto and the he asked me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Anu bng number mo? Bat di ka nagrreply?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Ha? Naka smart po ako e.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Yun nga sa smart kta tnex ee..&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Aa.. tlga? wla akung nrrcv.. hehe.&quot;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undenial queen! haha.. I recv his text messages but I just Ignored it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after that, I recv a text message again from him. And I Ignored it again.&lt;br /&gt;When Free time comes he asked me again with the same question and I answered him with the same answer. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for his third attempt na sbi ko to sa srili ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Nako, eto na nman. Mareplyan na nga, wala na kung maicp na&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;iddhilan kng bkit di ako nkkpgreply e..&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So That&#39;s it. Pero bbhira ko lan sya replyan duh&#39; ang mahal kaya smart ako globe sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then One day in class, he share again his personal when I heard it this thoughts came to my mind&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; &quot;Ano ba to Current Events?? Kylangn tlga updated kame?&quot;&lt;/span&gt; but After I heard it parang naapektuhan ako sknya, bgla kung nrmdman ung sakit na nrmdman nea. Unfortunately, nakipag break pala yung girlfriend nya sknya, with her unacceptable reason. So, khit di ako interesado sa knyang mga personal na buhay, sa puntong yun na nalungkot ako para sknya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after A few weeks, I rcv text messages again. Text message like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Kaen kna po.&quot;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Magandang gabi po.&quot;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds simple to me, kay I text him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Ui. wag ka po mag sayang nn Extra load skn. hehe..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got this reply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Wala namng nssyang sa tulad mo.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that di ko na nreplyan. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I transfer to globe, not because of him but because my reason to stay to that network was gone. So that&#39;s the start. Nagkakatex kame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked me kng bkit daw ako nkipag break sa Recent kng ex, And I answered this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&quot;E, kac sbrang sweet ayoko nn Sbrang sweet.haha&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At natawa tlga ako sa sgot nya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ay, edi hndi pala tau pwede?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. kaya nman after our class biniro ko sya sbe ko &quot;Syang di pla tau pde..&quot; at ayun na nga nging close na kme.. Tinulungan ko ata sya mag move on. Im not sure e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, One night nagulat nlang ako tinawagan nea ko. Don&#39;t know why akala ko nman may emergency kaya cngot ko kgad. At ayun yun nga.. wla lan pla haha.. We talked until 3 am and that was so so so.. ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our conversation includes our personal life, dahil nga kumportable na ko sknya nkkapag kwento na ko. Ayun naalala ko nung cnbe nea to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Naka prepaid ako, ok lan ikaw nman ang kausap ko.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;-PANIWALANG PANIWALA AKO NA NKA PREPAID SYA KAC NGA BGO AKO SA GLOBE DI KO ALM NA MAY UNYT PALA. HAHAHA..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Panu kung Namatay ako at ang tanging paraan lang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;para mabuhay ako e ang mahalin mo ko.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;- SPEECHLESS AKO JAN. :l&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Meron nga akung gsto ngaun e, kaso ayaw nyang maniwala na gsto ko sya.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;-NAGPANGGAP NA INOSENTE AT TNANUNG KO KNG CNU YUN.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Alam mo seloso akung tao, gsto ko pag akin akin lan.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;-AFTER KO MAG KWENTO ABOUT MY PAST YAN YUNG CNBE NEA.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Panu kung Ligawan kita?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;-TAWA LAN. &quot;ADIK KB?&quot; LGI KNG SAGOT.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hindi ko ibaba to hanggat di mo ko pnpyagan mahalin ka.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;-KINBUKASAN KAC MERUN KMING CONTEST NA MAGCCMULA NN 8 AM KAYA NGPPAALAM NA KO KASO AYAW NEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me how that conversation end. It ends like this, nalobat yung phone ko, at after nun hndi ko na bnuksan. haha.. Sleepyhead knocks me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, I found out this is in my inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hala, di na ko mkatawag. Next question pa nman ako.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lan bat ba. ahha.. ayun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, nagtuloy2 na un. Lagi kming mag kausap, minsan umaabot tlga nn 6am. Buti nga hndi ak0 tnutulugan nun sa tex e. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until, we bcame soo much close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposefully try to go where I know I will find him. I ask him questions when I already understand the answer just to be near him and to hear him speak and to gaze into his exquisitely eyes. I can&#39;t focus when he&#39;s near me. Whenever we make eye contact I feel like we are communicating tacitly, exchanging our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that my grade in his class is really high, since I want to impress him and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&#39;s the start. ;))</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7677104903932624937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/teachers-nowadays-exist-in-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/7677104903932624937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/7677104903932624937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/teachers-nowadays-exist-in-different.html' title='Forbidden Love'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-mfFV9ylS2s1Xvd3Nkges_QWvgMmCjVKOctASKVOTO4lDMQmHqzPaKP_LU8Dco6ZPSOD51yUAXnOX_bR46En-TxrPv2-qXjsOnoGP7vvZ-XVUmEWUTGdW6Dye8TJ8dd8TokAxAM_4_P4P/s72-c/love-sick1.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-2837036926786965344</id><published>2010-06-02T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T00:56:07.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXJE281_UaVqeGnHsAc7isjM6MORqhgbRg4ZpdUtACyYLNM_fzbHNdbReSNYdaDllRppBng30LTowEOnRWgn270oOSF_yTwNtG3_qErOEEPx9pkhaBYvnNiu58TANh0hS6Uur0QhOaNkn/s1600/14761_1269459690057_1036784770_1357063_465803_n.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXJE281_UaVqeGnHsAc7isjM6MORqhgbRg4ZpdUtACyYLNM_fzbHNdbReSNYdaDllRppBng30LTowEOnRWgn270oOSF_yTwNtG3_qErOEEPx9pkhaBYvnNiu58TANh0hS6Uur0QhOaNkn/s400/14761_1269459690057_1036784770_1357063_465803_n.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478081749227494178&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;walang panget sa mundo. ;) hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;wg lang mag iinarte. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;natatwa talaga ako! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2837036926786965344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/walang-panget-sa-mundo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/2837036926786965344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/2837036926786965344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/walang-panget-sa-mundo.html' title=''/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXJE281_UaVqeGnHsAc7isjM6MORqhgbRg4ZpdUtACyYLNM_fzbHNdbReSNYdaDllRppBng30LTowEOnRWgn270oOSF_yTwNtG3_qErOEEPx9pkhaBYvnNiu58TANh0hS6Uur0QhOaNkn/s72-c/14761_1269459690057_1036784770_1357063_465803_n.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-7324588326726734252</id><published>2010-06-01T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T02:04:04.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>31 facts about girls. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;31 INTERESTING FACTS ABOUT GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. When a girl says she’s  sad, but she isn’t crying, it means she’s crying in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  When she ignores you after you’ve done something wrong, it’s best to  give her some time to cool down before touching her heart with an  apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A girl can’t find anything to hate about the guy she  loves (which&lt;br /&gt;is why it is so hard for her to ‘get over him’ after the  relationship’s over.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If a girl loves a guy, he will always  be on her mind every minute of the day, even though she flirts with  other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When the guy she likes smiles and stares deep into  her eyes, she&lt;br /&gt;will melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A girl likes to hear compliments,  but usually not sure how to react to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. When a particular  guy flirts with a girl very often, a girl would start thinking the guy  likes her. So if you treat a girl just as a friend, go easy on the  smiles and stare ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you don’t like a girl who likes you,  break it to her gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If a girl starts avoiding you after  you reject her, leave her alone for a while. If you still treat her as a  friend, talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Girls enjoy talking about what they  feel. Music, poetry, drawings and writing are ways of expressing  themselves (which explains why most girls like writing journals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Never tell a girl that she is useless in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Being too  serious can turn a girl off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When the guy she likes calls her  for the first time, the girl may act look uninterested during the call.  But as soon as the phone is back on the hook, she will whoop with joy  and immediately start telephoning her friends to spread the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  A smile means a lot to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you like a girl, try  making friends with her first. Let her get to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If a  girl says she can’t go out with you because she has to study, leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  But if she still calls you or expect a call from you, stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  Don’t try to guess a girl’s feelings. Ask her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Hearing the  words “I love you” is a great reassurance to a girl that she is  beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. After a girl falls in love with a guy, she’ll  wonder why she never noticed him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If you need tips on  how to flirt with a girl, read romance stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When class  pictures come out, a girl would first check who is standing next to her  crush before actually looking at herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. A girl’s ex-crush  will always be in her memory, but the guy she loves now stays in her  heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Girls love having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. A simple ‘Hi’ can  brighten a girl’s day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A girl’s best friends usually know  best what she is feeling and going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Girls hate it  when a guy pays attention to them just to get close to their ‘prettier’  friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Love means devotion, caring and happiness to a girl,  in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Some girls care about looks, some care about  brains, but ALL girls want a guy who will love and care for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.  Girls want nothing more than to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Girls always  hope that they can always remain as friend with their ex. But never know  how.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.isaitamil.net/forums/archive/index.php/t-1117.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7324588326726734252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/31-facts-about-girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/7324588326726734252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/7324588326726734252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/31-facts-about-girls.html' title='31 facts about girls. =)'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-144103000535901236</id><published>2010-06-01T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:55:27.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zPnQJXKEJfEYpzZUjxnJOBjDyf8HLuBecgVqFsv0xgk2CIHr4iakmhplx6tb5lL1oo3yTW8cNE3Iv500MIbAnpwCyA6im42aLjxwEbXVIkUlIK3Sfcc8YuFxOWtTpoEYK74t2x9By_LI/s1600/tumblr_l37tb4g0cX1qaag9ro1_500.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zPnQJXKEJfEYpzZUjxnJOBjDyf8HLuBecgVqFsv0xgk2CIHr4iakmhplx6tb5lL1oo3yTW8cNE3Iv500MIbAnpwCyA6im42aLjxwEbXVIkUlIK3Sfcc8YuFxOWtTpoEYK74t2x9By_LI/s400/tumblr_l37tb4g0cX1qaag9ro1_500.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477723760914555970&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;Kaya nga ee.. but yet I don&#39;t blv in forever damn! keep blvng and keep hurting yourself! DAMN. bbhira nln ang boys na nnwla sa forever, and once you found him, aah.. ur&#39;e too much lucky to have that guy. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd-hDdX0PaMgtOkJFzVc-kwcLZO-2FG-A3oxhsgRLzundAeVHmuuhYbPJVYe6bCamnUcjQi9bOoRspnjahNSx5LNIPEiaDKB9e6ZpkfQ2O5CH-lTCleUMSuHxqiAce342A8rvDPwyEsqiX/s1600/tumblr_l37oo0NODp1qaceyjo1_500.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd-hDdX0PaMgtOkJFzVc-kwcLZO-2FG-A3oxhsgRLzundAeVHmuuhYbPJVYe6bCamnUcjQi9bOoRspnjahNSx5LNIPEiaDKB9e6ZpkfQ2O5CH-lTCleUMSuHxqiAce342A8rvDPwyEsqiX/s400/tumblr_l37oo0NODp1qaceyjo1_500.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477722629640334530&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div  style=&quot;text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;TAMA! ;) hahahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;BASURA! ERRRRR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/144103000535901236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/kaya-nga-ee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/144103000535901236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/144103000535901236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/kaya-nga-ee.html' title='Laugh =D'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zPnQJXKEJfEYpzZUjxnJOBjDyf8HLuBecgVqFsv0xgk2CIHr4iakmhplx6tb5lL1oo3yTW8cNE3Iv500MIbAnpwCyA6im42aLjxwEbXVIkUlIK3Sfcc8YuFxOWtTpoEYK74t2x9By_LI/s72-c/tumblr_l37tb4g0cX1qaag9ro1_500.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-3327201841795794770</id><published>2010-06-01T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:36:47.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisSTfp4jEwtXzrnQEZ6-ZvUf-v44YDh_nH7tY_hMr2v4Y-UZcadgOtfo7tQq30vpExkebPj33GWLnyRA-GVWQJosumryW1N-PXBGnCM0-f44ChdQZAhr6Ws3rLPYndQio9mQu2nHn0aAta/s1600/GEDC1421.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisSTfp4jEwtXzrnQEZ6-ZvUf-v44YDh_nH7tY_hMr2v4Y-UZcadgOtfo7tQq30vpExkebPj33GWLnyRA-GVWQJosumryW1N-PXBGnCM0-f44ChdQZAhr6Ws3rLPYndQio9mQu2nHn0aAta/s400/GEDC1421.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477720995142812914&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;&quot; &gt;Finally =) cherry Mobile phones, are so cute =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3327201841795794770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-cherry-mobile-phones-are-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/3327201841795794770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/3327201841795794770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-cherry-mobile-phones-are-so.html' title=''/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisSTfp4jEwtXzrnQEZ6-ZvUf-v44YDh_nH7tY_hMr2v4Y-UZcadgOtfo7tQq30vpExkebPj33GWLnyRA-GVWQJosumryW1N-PXBGnCM0-f44ChdQZAhr6Ws3rLPYndQio9mQu2nHn0aAta/s72-c/GEDC1421.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-5840853360064384623</id><published>2010-06-01T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T00:51:21.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>REBLOG. ;) A wonderful Blog from a very loving heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;story-content&quot; id=&quot;story_div&quot;&gt;      &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 26pt; line-height: 80%; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(47, 47, 79);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;his  has become a popular topic of late among my stories and friends, so  here goes: &lt;p&gt;I think that you can love someone and cheat on them.  &quot;Here we go  again,&quot; they think.  Allow me to explain first.  That being said, I  agree that not all cheaters love their spouse/partner, and many cheaters  probably don&#39;t understand love at all.  But some can, and some do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There are different kinds of love.  My love for my girlfriend...I  don&#39;t think it&#39;s the same kind of love most people in healthy  relationships have.  I honestly and truly love my girlfriend.  I care  about her happiness.  But I do lie to her...about my happiness.  I know  that she is much happier in our relationship than I am.  Normally, that  would not be a problem for me.  I would just end it and move on.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, part of my character and who I am, is that I fall in love  with ideals, and this girl is just that.  In a world where people are  corrupt everywhere, she clings to hope and virtue and honesty with such  tenacity I have never seen elsewhere.  She has a heart as big as the  world, and every time I look in her eyes, I see it there...what it is to  love, so deeply, so desperately, that it remakes the universe every  time she breathes.  I decided long ago, when we first got together, that  I would shatter the heavens and pull the stars out of the sky to  preserve this...total innocence, this true love.  That look must stay in  her eyes, because therein lies Eve before the fall, free of sin and  evil...the bastion of human goodness.  Love that intense cannot be  unrequited.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Surely, you say, this is an exaggeration.  I assure you, it is not.   She would never hurt a person.  She feels no wrath.  She does not lust.   She makes love and never has sex.  She does not know greed or envy.   She does not covet.  She forgives all people their sins and pardons  their errors in judgment.  If humanity has an examplar, she is the one.   An angel would envy a soul so bright and pure as hers.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We argue all the time.  Not angry, hateful fights.  We fight about  life, and people, and human nature.  She always takes the side of  angels, while I advocate for the devil.  I love the discussions.  She  knows my heart is darker than hers, but she still loves me in spite of  it.  Maybe she&#39;s trying to save me, but I don&#39;t think so.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She inspires me.  She believes in people, and that&#39;s why I do as  well.  When I met her, I had almost abandoned all hope in humanity, but  she opened my eyes to their potential.  While she seems to see more  of human greatness than I do here on earth, I pursue the idea that we  could all be better, greater...more like what she believes us to be.  I  differ in the philosophy of it, though, because I feel it would come  about if we freed ourselves to feel without restraint.  Different  versions of the same story, but the world as I know and see it would not  exist if not for her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why not, some might ask, break up with her and just be friends?  This  would be impossible.  She is far too delicate, and I know that because  she has told me that her world would end if we ever parted.  She never  uses it as a threat, because if she did I would push her away...but in  the silent moments when we are close, and honest, she tells me this.   It&#39;s not my excuse, it&#39;s a reason.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It goes far beyond this, however.  In the beginning, when I was  pretending to care more for her than I did, I realized how happy this  one, simple lie made her.  A relationship based on such a large lie,  that of true love, you might argue, cannot survive.  But it has, because  I have committed to the lie.  Not because it makes me happy.  God  knows...often times I wish I could be free to act on my own.  No...it&#39;s  because it makes her happy.  I am willing to live with this lie forever,  because her happiness is more important to me than mine in this matter,  and what other definition is there for love, but to put someone else  before yourself?  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That is partially why I cheated when I did, because one night  acting on my own enabled me to continue living this lie.  It is also  partially why I could never tell her.  Not because the confession would  shatter the relationship, because I&#39;m not so sure that it would...no,  because in confessing the cheating I would be admitting to the greater  sin of living the lie of being as in  love with her as she is with me,  and this would ruin her forever.  Why cheat at all, then?  Because I see  the world differently than she does.  I don&#39;t use this to excuse my  actions, I use it to explain them.  She acts on virtue; I act on  passion.  The two together, we balance each other out.  To most people I  must simply seem a terrible, awful person.  I just consider myself her  polar opposite, and despite my disdain for blind faith in humanity, in  her it is...perfect.  There is no other word for it.  I suppose it&#39;s  like how Lucifer hates and loves God simultaneously...yes, that&#39;s  exactly it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It may not make much sense.  I don&#39;t love her the way she does me, so  I lie to keep her happy, because I am in love with her soul, and her  dreams, and her perfection.  I don&#39;t expect everyone to understand;  maybe no one will.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is not self-denial.  This is not rationalization.  This is pure  love, not so much for the person, but for everything the person is.  I  would die for her.  She means more to me than anyone could ever  understand.  I don&#39;t believe in her view of the world, but I would fight  to my last breath to preserve her dream of the way the world could be.   I didn&#39;t want to be with her forever, but she wants it, and for her I  will do it.  I am not like her, but her world is more perfect than mine,  and I believe in her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;That is an ideal.  That is what I love...that is the only way I know  how to love.  And she is the one I love.  There could never be another,  and I will lie to our deathbed to preserve it.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5840853360064384623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/reblog-wonderful-blog-from-very-loving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/5840853360064384623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/5840853360064384623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/reblog-wonderful-blog-from-very-loving.html' title='REBLOG. ;) A wonderful Blog from a very loving heart..'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-4963784581350720609</id><published>2010-05-31T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T02:22:35.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If only I can say this to you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWD8-Te21LkIpUC7i2LnqZmTV6S31q8iAvqQD1-8aQITTsUb5igP4QGT0lBitxW1CSYe35ifEFWvEVAVafs5UTh4wFCgAp_rpUPgxoSTnpQKoG1d4q3R7Kr6sEO7PpEjhVRsG8FUtYeyl7/s1600/tumblr_l37dsffKA11qzut5so1_r2_500.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 219px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWD8-Te21LkIpUC7i2LnqZmTV6S31q8iAvqQD1-8aQITTsUb5igP4QGT0lBitxW1CSYe35ifEFWvEVAVafs5UTh4wFCgAp_rpUPgxoSTnpQKoG1d4q3R7Kr6sEO7PpEjhVRsG8FUtYeyl7/s400/tumblr_l37dsffKA11qzut5so1_r2_500.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477732707999618994&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAIN is what i have right now.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;There are times that I asked myself kung enough pba ko.&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; I love you so much, yan ang alm kung malinaw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan nhhirapan nq, di ko msbi sau kac alm ko mssktan ka, and in d&#39; end mag aaway lan tau. Naala ko nung minsan pngsbihan kta, ngalit ka skn khit wla nman akung gs2ng iparating sau nun.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Nasasaktan man ako, hndi ko cnsbe kac knkaya ko&lt;/span&gt;. Pero nung minsan na dko n knya naglkas luob ako bka kac skaling pag cnbi ko sau ung nrrmdamn ko bka pkinggan mo. Kaso ang nangyari e ang kabaligtaran..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Pde b kng humingi nn favor? Pde mu b bwasan ung pride mo kasi minsan nhhirapan nq, Kahit konti lan nman kac hndi nman ako ba sau e&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;naskatan ako nung cngot mo skn to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&quot;Mpride ako db?!&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; Maghanap ka nn hindi k2lad ko&lt;/span&gt;, yung hndi mpride yung maiintindihan ka..&quot;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tas digdag mo pa to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;&quot;Hindi na cguro ako mgbbgo..&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;anskit skit.. lalu na nung cnbe mung mghanap ako nn ib, dko alm kung bkit mo cnb un pero mskit sken un, Im making myself right for you and yet panghhnap mo ko nn iba. =( &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Mskit para skn mlaman na hndi n kita mbbgo its a failure. Tanggap kita kung anu ka kaso minsan ang hirap, nhhirapan ako kya nkiusap ako sau kng pd mu bng bguhin un kaso hndi pala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Nung isang beses na cnbe ko saung nssktan nq, ang cnbi m lan skn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;&quot;Lgi nln ktang nnsktan.. Di na cguro ako worth it. Di na kita deserve.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;ANG SAKIT.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;hndi maiiwasan ang msaktan, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;normal yan lalu n sa mga mgkarelasyon alm ko yun, at alm kung alm mo dn yun.&lt;/span&gt; Di ba pdeng &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;wg mu nmang sbhin na hndi ka worth it&lt;/span&gt;, pd bng minsan man lan, sna sbhin mung &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&quot;SORRY , DI KO CNSADJA&quot; &lt;/span&gt;hayyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal kita e kaya ang skit sken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;lam ko nsktan kita nung cnbe ko saung pkirmdm ko pampalipas oras mo lan ako.&lt;/span&gt; nrmdmn ko yun hndi dhil ngkkulang ka nn oras skn, pero dhil minsan prang wla k nn pake sken..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;ngalit ka nung cnbe ko yun.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;tpos bglang nbasa ko yung blog mo sa tmblr, na para sa mga ex m..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;may nkalagay pa dun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot; &gt;[..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt; nakakamiss na  murahin nya ko, sampalin at kagatin. Hahaha! =( [..] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style=&quot;font-family: trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;pero  sa totoo lang nakakamiss tlga yun, pag yung ibang tao  nagsabi sakin nyan, alang dating, pero pag sya, ewan ko ba, imbes na  mapikon ako, masaya pa ko&quot; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;naisip ko tuloy na sya pdn naalala mo, lalu n pg gngwa ko ung mga bgay na yn. na pg gngwa ko pla un sya ang naalala mo. haha nkktawa icpin na ang babaw ko pero yun tlga ang nrmdm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong  style=&quot;font-weight: normal;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt; ko&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;. pero sna mali sna mali tung nrrmdman ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan naiinggit nalang ako sknla kac anlayu2 nla skn, dko nga maicp kung bt mq ngustuhan smntlang yung mga ex m e, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; ko ata. Hayy... andmeng tnung ngaun sa icp ko na hndi ko mtnung at msbi sau, hndi ko msbe dahil nttkot akung mglit ka na nman, lm kng mssktan ka. kaya hnggat kaya ko pilit kung iniintindi lhat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Mhal mo pb sya? Sya ba naala m?&lt;/span&gt; isa sa mga tnung na dko mapliwnag kung bkit pumsok sa icp ko. ahaha.. katangahan ko nga cguro to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita sbra alm m yn &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;masaya nman tau e&lt;/span&gt;. minsan nga lan kylangan ntn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt; tumanggap nn pagkakamali &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;hindi para ipamuka sa sarili ntn na mali tau but to correct and to avoid those mistakes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;If ever lan nman na mbasa mo to, I just want you to know that I really love you so much.&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; I almost accept the fact na hindi kna mgbbgo para skn, pero ijust want you to know na sbrang laki nn pgbbgo n ngwa m sa buhay ko&lt;/span&gt;. Sorry sa mga panahong nsktan kita, and sorry for all the mistakes I&#39;ve done. I&#39;m always hoping and I&#39;m always prying that someday, &lt;/span&gt;you will realize yung mga cnsbe ko. &lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;Sna dumating yung araw na sa pag gcng ko ok ka, na ok tayo, na masaya ulit tau, &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;na mgng bukas nn tuluyan yang puso mo skn.. Pa nnyare yun wala na kung hhilingin pa kundi sana magtuloy tuloy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4963784581350720609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-only-i-can-say-this-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/4963784581350720609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/4963784581350720609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-only-i-can-say-this-to-you.html' title='If only I can say this to you..'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWD8-Te21LkIpUC7i2LnqZmTV6S31q8iAvqQD1-8aQITTsUb5igP4QGT0lBitxW1CSYe35ifEFWvEVAVafs5UTh4wFCgAp_rpUPgxoSTnpQKoG1d4q3R7Kr6sEO7PpEjhVRsG8FUtYeyl7/s72-c/tumblr_l37dsffKA11qzut5so1_r2_500.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-1296458536474459599</id><published>2010-05-31T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T01:38:02.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my Bestfriend. =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;&lt;cufon style=&quot;width: 107px; height: 36px;&quot; alt=&quot;naiiyak &quot; class=&quot;cufon cufon-canvas&quot;&gt;&lt;cufontext&gt;&lt;/cufontext&gt;&lt;/cufon&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;cufon style=&quot;width: 65px; height: 36px;&quot; alt=&quot;ako. &quot; class=&quot;cufon  cufon-canvas&quot;&gt;&lt;canvas style=&quot;width: 99px; height: 41px; top: -5px; left: -2px;&quot; height=&quot;41&quot; width=&quot;99&quot;&gt;&lt;/canvas&gt;&lt;cufontext&gt;&lt;/cufontext&gt;&lt;/cufon&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;--I just got and read this from her tumblr account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;cufon style=&quot;width: 65px; height: 36px;&quot; alt=&quot;ako. &quot; class=&quot;cufon  cufon-canvas&quot;&gt;&lt;cufontext&gt;naiiyak ako. &lt;/cufontext&gt;&lt;/cufon&gt;&lt;cufon style=&quot;width: 23px; height: 36px;&quot; alt=&quot;:’(&quot; class=&quot;cufon cufon-canvas&quot;&gt;&lt;canvas style=&quot;width: 54px; height: 41px; top: -5px; left: -2px;&quot; height=&quot;41&quot; width=&quot;54&quot;&gt;&lt;/canvas&gt;&lt;cufontext&gt;:’(&lt;/cufontext&gt;&lt;/cufon&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;oo, sobra. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;naiiyak ako para sa bestfriend ko&lt;/span&gt;. halos tumulo yung luha  ko habang nag-uusap kami kahapon.. naaawa ako sa kanya. alam niya naman  yun. may mga tao kasing sa palagay ko, e, sobrang hindi na iniintindi  yung nararamdaman niya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;awang awa ako sa kanya. nagsleepover siya sa bahay namin kagabi, todo  kuwentuhan kami, 3:30am na ata kami natulog kasi sobrang dami talaga  naming napagusapan&lt;/span&gt;. hindi ko alam kung dapat kong banggitin yung isang  bagay na napagusapan namin, kasi alam kong may makakabasa nito na isang  malaking part dun sa topic na yun na iniyakan niya pa kagabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;oras lang naman kasi para sa kanya yung hinihingi niya e, yung  maparamdam sa kanya na mahal mo siya. ang gusto niya lang, pag sinabi  niyang nasasaktan na siya, sabihn mo naman na “sorry ha? pipilitin kong  magbago para hindi na kita masaktan.” hindi yung, ang isasagot mo sa  kanya, “hindi kita deserve.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;for a girl, masakit masyado pag nalaman niyang hindi niya kayang  pagbaguhin ang isang lalake, she’s trying to change you not because she  doesn’t accept you for who and what you are. &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;minsan ang mga pagbabago  para sa mas ikabubuti mo, ninyong dalawa. hindi pwedeng siya na lang  lagi yung magaadjust sa ugali mo. matuto kayo na magadjust sa ugali ng  isa’t isa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*RE-BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---- tuwi gabi lagi nlang ako naiyak mag isa, hindi ko na knyanan kya I asked my bestfriend kng pde b kng mg sleep over sknla para mailbas ko ung nrrmdman kng skt.. so aun! 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(Sby sampal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;Sya: Anu ba? bt may smpal pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A: mkinig ka kac! pran tanga to! Nkkailang kya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;tawa lan sya nn tawa. Pgktpos nn misa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A: sumama kpa di ka nman pala mgccmba! Cmbang tabi ka lan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Guest/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;S: Di nga ako nkinig e, kac mas gsto kung titigan ka nln. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Nung unang beses nming nag-awy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Ako pbba nn hgdan, sya paakyat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;hinarang ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A: tbe nga jn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;Harang pdn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;S: Sorry n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A: Nagssory na nga ako knna ayaw mo pa tnggapin dko nman tlga gnusto mgng partner un.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;S: Kya nga sorry n..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A: Sorry dn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A: Wag mo ko iwan ha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;S: Mag kaaway lan tau pero di kta iiwan ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Usapang Ewan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;S: ilan gsto mung anak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A: 3? mhirap na buhay e.. haha kw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;S: 12!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A: Aw! dan dme e!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;S: gsto ko kac buo tau nn varsity team..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;A&amp;amp;S: hahahahaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Lpitn nn Bading =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;Bading: He&#39;s so cute..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;Kuya nea: Oh, he is already married. Thats his wife.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;hahahahaha.. hohow! :)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;DARE???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;that time wla pa tlga akung first kiss nun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;A: bt b lgi mo nln akung tnttgan??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;S: e bkt ba tnung ka nn tnung?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;A: wla ln! naiilang kac ako, bka pag ako nkipag ttgan sau di ka  mktgal&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;S: oh cge, nga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;A: aaah! ako pa hinamon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;S: cge deal tau, anu? laro tau pag ikaw natalo kiss m q.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;A: aaaah!? kapal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;nung  nsa Tagaytay kme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;A: oy! bt  ngccmula kna! mya mu nq ttgan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;wg kang mdya di pa game!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;mya mya.. game na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;A: (tawa nn tawa) hahaaha.. di ako mktgal! takte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;S: talo kn! Sn n??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 153);&quot;&gt;A: Asa ka!  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;&quot; &gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Dko na mtndaan yung iba, and I know even him, hndi na mtndaan. Limot n kac ako nun!ahahaha.. Pero sbra, Sbrang nmmiss ko sya ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7730188443810935209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/magical-story-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/7730188443810935209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/7730188443810935209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/magical-story-part-2.html' title='Swee.Sweet.Sweet'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAge04AqqAtu2VAboRBCLNEaQLMCKeqev45G6zOLn81cotmInuC9dXj_m_FGrDUx1BoCeP5ARmGrM8os7xyoejFmTtf2lPJmJ_hL-ZZvTvebPyNGIaTqpyMMq7cAXkNiMEfwXi23azCoQr/s72-c/LoversSun.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4922577920516208978.post-2666083956563958022</id><published>2010-05-30T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:28:44.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me start again :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLiOJIc1NcixEoidGMCvpmTpcr1nSerjPEJbW139WytDoa_oZKFrrHEFidz1sWXiXr7Zngsd27TPouGfgfQCeW2KUs1jBfoPGLfp9D8WFh22XkCbjUm7fz1rQErqFfESS5t3BOqfqjUT0/s1600/1_592490261l.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLiOJIc1NcixEoidGMCvpmTpcr1nSerjPEJbW139WytDoa_oZKFrrHEFidz1sWXiXr7Zngsd27TPouGfgfQCeW2KUs1jBfoPGLfp9D8WFh22XkCbjUm7fz1rQErqFfESS5t3BOqfqjUT0/s320/1_592490261l.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477312743439677010&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako si Alexandra Regilyne M. Romero, npka haba nn pangalan ko sobra. kaya hirap na hirap aku magsulat nn pangalan ko sa mga test paper ko nun WASTE OF TIME. really! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this young age dme ko nn natutunan sobra. Kac dme ko nn ngwang mali. nyahaha.. ITS UNAVOIDABLE. pero i learned from it nman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Raketera&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Bilog&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Adik&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Rubi&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Rosalka&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;M.U&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;hahaha.. yan ang twag skn nn mga kybgan ko! Bansag ika nga. hahaha. isa-isahin natin kung bkt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;RAKETERA&quot; haha.. dont know why, pero cguro andme ko kacng nllaman sa buhay! haha.. ayoko kac nn wlang gngwa kaya for my benefits, hmhnap ako nn way. haha.. enewei anyhow, through this nman dme kung nki2lala.. nyah! =D lhat dw nn pag kkaperahan nllaman ko. haha pero I dont think so, kac yung nanay ko ang totoong raketera haha! nadadamay lan ako! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;BILOG&quot; ye.. its pretty obvious I have a Round Face. haha! But Im proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;ADIK&quot; oo adik nga daw ako panu pag may sapi ako npka lakas kung tumawa, halakhak tlga swear! ahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;RUBI&quot; di kme look alike. kya ln nla nsbe yun kac lagi dw ako inaapi ahaha.. e ako ang bida, enewei di na importante un. bwhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;ROSALKA&quot; ayan haha! kakornihan. panu kac wla kming mgawa mgbbarkada kya sa sbrang boring naicpan kung mag joke, tas akala nla seryoso un, haha. kaya ayan epic, tunkol sa kuba ung joke na un, haha. kaya ayan si ROSA dw ako. ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;M.U&quot; ang ibg nlang sbhin jn Ms.Understanding npka lawak dw kac nn pang unawa ko. nyahaha.. cguro nga. dko lm kng bkit pero tlga nman dw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa knila nn lhat nn bansag n yan, ako pdn c Alex =) simpleng tao, na may simpleng buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2666083956563958022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/let-me-start-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/2666083956563958022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4922577920516208978/posts/default/2666083956563958022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mydisastrous-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/let-me-start-again.html' title='Let me start again :)'/><author><name>aleksandra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12321548188561114675</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeYRnNEMuGMqk2uZZi2u3Q-_G35DQX03cToZM7UAJLHmUXsx88OF2DjGV4HKnDGQWDk3LzOkYUKMJkfota09XBo7EVlu0OOaA9GoYDrdC8CNZl_vNys5IW5o_ldffqRT4/s220/nicah091928.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLiOJIc1NcixEoidGMCvpmTpcr1nSerjPEJbW139WytDoa_oZKFrrHEFidz1sWXiXr7Zngsd27TPouGfgfQCeW2KUs1jBfoPGLfp9D8WFh22XkCbjUm7fz1rQErqFfESS5t3BOqfqjUT0/s72-c/1_592490261l.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>