<?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: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-1055553415144354338</id><updated>2011-09-21T01:18:52.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if it is to be... then it's up to me!!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-6646630143011827564</id><published>2011-09-21T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T01:18:52.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today My Life Begins</title><content type='html'>I will break this chains that bind me, &lt;div&gt;happiness will find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave the past behind me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A whole new world is waiting'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's time for the takin'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i can make it'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today my life begins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-6646630143011827564?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/6646630143011827564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-my-life-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6646630143011827564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6646630143011827564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/09/today-my-life-begins.html' title='Today My Life Begins'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-2645583809222412797</id><published>2011-09-05T01:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T01:48:03.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't sleep because of you</title><content type='html'>I can't sleep she stopped texting back and i'm really scared for her  because she means a lot to me.  I don't know what to do right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-2645583809222412797?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/2645583809222412797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/09/cant-sleep-because-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2645583809222412797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2645583809222412797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/09/cant-sleep-because-of-you.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep because of you'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-4066281624874858050</id><published>2011-08-23T03:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T03:35:57.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have a Monster Crush on You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I have a monster crush on you,&lt;br /&gt;A super-dinosaur!&lt;br /&gt;It sits upon my chest and throat&lt;br /&gt;And yet I beg for more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;When you're away I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full of sand.&lt;br /&gt;Yet when you're here my stupid fear&lt;br /&gt;Won't let me touch your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I cannot sleep, I cannot eat,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so wrapped up in you.&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts drift up, away from words,&lt;br /&gt;And fade into the blue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-size: 12pt; "&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;strong style="font-style: inherit; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;em style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I know this crush is not your fault;&lt;br /&gt;The dinosaur is mine.&lt;br /&gt;Yet if you could, please rescue me,&lt;br /&gt;And put your arms around me, and hold me, and say&lt;br /&gt;       you love me, and Oh! God! Would that be good!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-4066281624874858050?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/4066281624874858050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-monster-crush-on-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/4066281624874858050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/4066281624874858050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-monster-crush-on-you.html' title='I Have a Monster Crush on You'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-7664021355535870989</id><published>2011-08-19T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T00:09:44.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 127); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); "&gt;Its been a long time that I dont make a post in my blog. But although I dont post something in here, I always visit my two blogs everytime I on my laptop. Its just I have no time to make a post or sometimes Im too busy with my job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 127); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); "&gt;Life change now, I have loads of responsibility to do first beforehand.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 127); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); "&gt;o life at the moment is so hectic. Aside from that, I have no enough time to do some blogging thing as well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 127); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); "&gt;Wish me luck and everything will be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 127); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 127); font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px; background-color: rgb(195, 217, 255); "&gt;So see ya all guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-7664021355535870989?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/7664021355535870989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/08/long-time-no-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7664021355535870989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7664021355535870989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/08/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long Time No Post'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-4055425452950078240</id><published>2011-05-04T14:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T14:58:16.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Osama bin Laden killed: conspiracy theories proliferate in wake of raid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 10px; color: rgb(40, 40, 40); "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(64, 64, 64); font-size: 1.6em; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.2em; "&gt;The announcement that Osama bin Laden had been killed in a daring US special forces raid and then swiftly buried at sea – with nothing but reassurance from the US government that his body had been positively identified as proof – has led to a slew of conspiracy theories.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="firstPar"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 1.48em; "&gt;As well as demands from Americans and Pakistanis for the US government to release photographs that show bin Laden deceased, several of Facebook groups have sprung up with titles such as "&lt;b&gt; Osama Bin laden&lt;/b&gt; NOT DEAD". Blogs have also been humming with suggestions that the US government faked the raid and internet forums have lit up with debate over the "death hoax".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="secondPar"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 1.48em; "&gt;Anti-war activist Cindy Sheehan, whose son was killed in Iraq in 2004, wrote on Facebook: "I am sorry, but if you believe the newest death of OBL, you're stupid. Just think to yourself - they paraded Saddam's dead sons around to prove they were dead - why do you suppose they hastily buried this version of OBL at sea?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="thirdPar"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 1.48em; "&gt;The theory has had an impact. Stella Olender, who lost her daughter Christine in the September 11 attacks, said she was not sure that bin Laden was really dead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fourthPar"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 1.48em; "&gt;"To me, that seems strange, that they disposed of it and no one [besides] whoever was right there knows what happened, if it's true or false, you know?" she said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="fifthPar"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-left: 0px; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 1.4em; line-height: 1.48em; "&gt;Others believe that bin Laden has been dead for years and some claimed that the killing was simply an elaborate part of &lt;b&gt;Barack Obama's&lt;/b&gt; re-election plan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-4055425452950078240?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/4055425452950078240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/05/osama-bin-laden-killed-conspiracy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/4055425452950078240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/4055425452950078240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/05/osama-bin-laden-killed-conspiracy.html' title='Osama bin Laden killed: conspiracy theories proliferate in wake of raid'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-8714116017351780728</id><published>2011-04-25T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T15:38:40.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love: The Path to Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;“Love is essentially an abstract concept, much easier to experience than to explain.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;This idea on love has been one of the major discussions based from the treatises of one Corite.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;According to a leading member of the neo-idealistic house of the Holy Alliance, the &lt;em&gt;Magnus Ordo&lt;/em&gt;  or Supreme Order, Love, which is indeed an abstract idea, has been  perceived from two separate points of view, either from a philosophical  and idealistic view and the other from a scientific and factual view.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But what really is Love for a Corite?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Research and discussions within the Holy Alliance itself will help us in our attempt to provide an explanation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Let us first discuss what love is from each point of view.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Beginning  with a philosophical point of view, philosophers within the Holy  Alliance believed that Love comes in many forms. It may be in the form  of &lt;em&gt;Larate &lt;/em&gt;which generally refers to a "pure", ideal type of love rather than the physical attraction itself.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It has also been translated as "love of the soul".&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To us sons and daughters of Decem, &lt;em&gt;Larate&lt;/em&gt;  is the way we give and gain respect to our colleagues and comrades. The  key idea in this is sharing in whatever you do, whether it is in  suffering or in glory as each member of the Holy Alliance is special,  equal yet unique in his or her own way.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As children of  Decem, we share our belongings, our food, and everything that we can so  that all may feel equal under the eyes of our Lord Decem.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Larate&lt;/em&gt; can also be referred to as “brotherly love”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The second form of Love according to a philosophical point of view is &lt;em&gt;Cupidis&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is what the Corite philosophers identify as how the Bellato Federation views Love in its entirety.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eros is passionate love, with sensual desire and longing. The Ancient word &lt;em&gt;Cupidis&lt;/em&gt; means &lt;em&gt;in love&lt;/em&gt;. In the Holy Alliance of Cora, &lt;em&gt;Cupidis&lt;/em&gt; is Love for beauty.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Although &lt;em&gt;Cupidis&lt;/em&gt;  is initially felt for a person, with contemplation it becomes an  appreciation of the beauty within that person, or even becomes  appreciation of beauty itself. &lt;em&gt;Cupidis&lt;/em&gt; helps the soul recall  knowledge of beauty, and contributes to an understanding of spiritual  truth. Lovers and philosophers are all inspired to seek truth by &lt;em&gt;Cupidis&lt;/em&gt;. Some translations list it as "love of the body".&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Filius,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; a dispassionate virtuous love, was a concept developed by the Corite philosopher, Roi Sacre.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It includes loyalty to friends, family, and community, and requires virtue, equality and familiarity. &lt;em&gt;Filius&lt;/em&gt;  is motivated by practical reasons; one or both of the parties benefit  from the relationship. It can also mean "love of the mind".&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is different from &lt;em&gt;Agape&lt;/em&gt; in the sense that the soul is different from the mind.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If &lt;em&gt;Larate&lt;/em&gt; is love of the soul, which is shown in the act of sharing, &lt;em&gt;Filius&lt;/em&gt; on the other hand, is shown in act of loyalty, which in turn can be defined as friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; form of Love according to the Corite philosophers is &lt;em&gt;Beigil&lt;/em&gt;, which is natural affection, like that felt by parents for offspring.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Children of course are the ultimate expression of Love under the eyes of Decem and it is natural that&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;parents  should feel deep affection for their offspring but still bearing in  mind that their offspring where brought about by Lord Decem. Their love  for their offspring must remain secondary to their love for Decem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Finally, there is &lt;em&gt;Lamentes&lt;/em&gt;,  which means hospitality, and it was an extremely important practice in  ancient Corite civilization. It was an almost ritualized friendship  formed between a host and their guest, who could previously be  strangers. The host fed and provided quarters for the guest, who was  only expected to repay with gratitude.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The most fatal sin a Corite may commit under the eyes of Decem is to violate the sacred relationship between host and guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Aside from the philosophical views, there are the religious and traditional views.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are doctrines and teachings by the Veda that remind us that the highest form of love is the love for our god, Decem.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Corites were taught that to &lt;strong&gt;love Decem with all your heart, mind, and strength&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Love your &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neighbor" title="Neighbor"&gt;&lt;span style="color: windowtext; text-decoration: none;"&gt;neighbor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as yourself&lt;/strong&gt; are the two most important things in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;One man, by the name of Elil Aramis, a member of the Galatean Monastic Order wrote that, "&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; is patient, &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;  is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is  not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no  record of wrongs. &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Another  man, by the name of Augustus Hippo, was once a fugitive and was pursued  by the elite guards from the Planet Cora to the Planet Novus where he  now resides in exile. Here, he wrote a series of treatises on life and  passive resistance which in no doubt came from his study under the  Edians.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He says that one must be able to decipher the  difference between love and lust. Lust, according to Augustus is an over  indulgence, but to love and be loved is what he has sought for his  entire life. He even says, “I was in love with love.” Finally, he does  fall in love and is loved back, by Decem. He says the only one who can  love you truly and fully is Decem, because love with a human only allows  for flaws such as, “jealousy, suspicion, fear, anger, and contention.”  According to Augustus to love Decem is “to attain the peace which is  yours.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Putting  these ideas, side by side, I, Eragon Ellesmera have deduced that these  two ideas may be different on how Corites view love yet they are one and  the same.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It may be realistic or idealistic but what is  the difference? The important thing is these are parts of how the whole  idea of Love is viewed by the entire race.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We must come to understand that, the whole truth about one particular subject is not thrusted to us in its entirety.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We come to seek the truth and we see pieces of it, and in turn these pieces can be put together to complete the puzzle.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And  so I say to you my brethren, on this glorious day, on this one more day  where Decem gives us another chance to step closer to discerning the  one of the deep mysteries of our life which is love. What is love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Again,  we may look back to all of the definitions and forms, types and kinds  of love. Of how philosophers and our pious brothers can define love. But  can that sum up the whole idea of love in itself for our race? Never.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But it shows how we, as Corites have a deeper sense of feeling for Love.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We live to experience it and to define it to the best of our effort.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It shows our love for wisdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;But how do I see Love as it is?&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I see it as a path to happiness for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; only goal of life is to be happy. And there is only one happiness in life: to love and be loved.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And  love for Decem is our highest happiness. We do it so that we are loved  in return. So that we may never feel sad and alone and that keeps us  happy, to have someone watching over us, guiding us in everything we do,  thinking that we are only a minute, insignificant speck in a much  grander design.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That shows our own humility and our love for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The Bellato Federation may laugh on how we view love.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is our identity.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is what we are.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And they cannot change that.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe that is the reason why our race sees love the way we do.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And maybe that is the reason why the race is called Cora.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;According to the ancients, for love to exist, one must have a soul.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And the soul is found in the center of the body, in the core.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In another language, the core of our body is &lt;em&gt;La Corazon&lt;/em&gt;, for the rest of us, it is the heart.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And that is why we Corites love with all our heart and soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-8714116017351780728?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/8714116017351780728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-path-to-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8714116017351780728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8714116017351780728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2011/04/love-path-to-happiness.html' title='Love: The Path to Happiness'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-8113647490094403089</id><published>2010-02-19T07:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T07:03:16.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The future of your family and generations to come is in your hands, so vote wisely.</title><content type='html'>Mga Kaibigan at Kababayan Ko, one of several factors is likely to  determine the next RP President in 2010:  youth, wealth, educational  credentials, ties to relatives who popularly held public office, an  image of being the champion of the poor in films, charm, eloquent  speaking skills, etc.  In spite of some of these important attributes,  perhaps more important, but less emphasized are experience and  accomplishments---in a word, a track record. ( &lt;a href="http://www.senate.gov.ph/senators/sen_bio/gordon_resume.asp" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.senate.gov.ph/s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;enators/sen_bio/gordon_res&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ume.asp&lt;/a&gt;)  In local &amp;amp; national  governance, business, and civic life, Richard Gordon has had 20 years  executive experience (unmatched by any other candidate), which in  itself, qualifies him to assume the highest executive office in RP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  Chairman of the Senate Committee on Accountability of Public Officers  and Investigations (Blue Ribbon), Gordon has exercised his power to  oppose corruption, as in the fertilizer fund scam.  (He wrapped up the  probe and recommended the filing of criminal charges against former  Agriculture Undersecretary Jocelyn Bolante for misappropriation of  government funds.)  A man, such as Gordon, who will impartially uphold  justice and follow the rule of law as President is most beneficial and  essential for a country which was ranked as the most corrupt in East  Asia in 2008 according to a World Bank study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Tourism  Secretary in 2003 at a time of declining tourist visits, Gordon  successfully promoted RP to the world, drawing in 2 million tourists  annually from just under 1 million in 2001---despite terrorist threats,  civil war in Mindanao, coup attempts, and SARS, which demonstrates his  effective leadership skills against overwhelming odds.  As a proponent  of strong family ties and a man of practical action, Gordon has recently  enacted the Tourism Act, which empowers the Tourism Department with the  essential resources in order to create more jobs in the homeland,  thereby reducing OFW employment; this would be most beneficial to OFW  victims of the financial crisis and would strengthen the family unit by  keeping members within each other’s geographical reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also as  Chairman of the Subic Bay Metropolitan Authority in 1992, Gordon’s  establishment of an international free port attracted foreign investors;  this resulted in the flow of billions of dollars and the creation of  nearly 100,000 jobs---a reflection of his practical model and overall  vision for economic growth throughout the entire Philippines.  In an  economy largely propped up by the tourism industry and foreign  investments, such as in call centers (the fastest growing sector and  generator of $6 billion in revenues in 2008), Gordon’s experience and  expertise has proven to be indispensable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Chairman of the  Philippine National Red Cross and a volunteer for 40 years, he has shown  his dedication to aiding victims of flood disasters and other natural  catastrophes, a specter which constantly threatens a country prone to  typhoons.  Lastly, Gordon enacted bills fixing regular elections in the  ARMM (Autonomous Region of Muslim Mindanao) and automating the 2010  elections in order to curb voter fraud, dahil as Gordon stated,  “Democracy must be truthful.”  Furthermore, while other candidates may  have expressed their noble goals or vision, which remain in potential  form, Gordon has already converted his into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Kaibigan  Ko, I challenge any of you to present a candidate more qualified or  suitable than Gordon, who can serve the interests of our kababayans.  (I  welcome all of your comments and questions sa Facebook o sa je_blanco02@yahoo.com, as well as on the current blog page.)  If any of you  can state a plausible case for such a candidate, then I would surely  vote for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Kaibigan Ko, electing our leaders is not like  choosing the winner of Wowowee or a cockfight, spectacles of mere  entertainment for trivial, short-term gain.  It is a precious right for  which our founding fore-fathers died, and one which has far reaching  implications and long-lasting effects on our lives, as well as future  generations to come---all the more reason to honor our patriotic martyrs  “not just by voting,” states Gordon, “but by voting wisely, so that we  will be a wise nation.”  In an increasingly challenging, competitive,  globalized world, what is essential is not a candidate who aspires to be  a great, transformational leader, but a candidate which has already  been tested and proven to be a great, transformational leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside  from Gordon‘s outstanding track record, he amusingly said that when you  vote the Gordon/Fernando ticket, “you buy one, you take four mayors.   You buy one, you take two more cabinet members.”  (Gordon &amp;amp; his  wife, Kate Gordon, were Olongapo City mayors &amp;amp; Fernando &amp;amp; his  wife, Marides Fernando, were Marikina mayors.  While Gordon was Tourism  Secretary, Bayani was Secretary of the Metropolitan Manila Development  Authority.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Kaibigan at Kababayan Ko, please share this blog  to get Richard Gordon elected as President in 2010, dahil a vote for  Gordon/Fernando is a vote for proven success and progress.  Mabuhay ang  Pilipinas!  (last modified on February 19, 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the  following link to see and hear Gordon in a brief interview with Ricky  Carandang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HI_Bz3Z_7f4" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.youtube.com/wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ch?v=HI_Bz3Z_7f4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-8113647490094403089?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/8113647490094403089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2010/02/future-of-your-family-and-generations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8113647490094403089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8113647490094403089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2010/02/future-of-your-family-and-generations.html' title='The future of your family and generations to come is in your hands, so vote wisely.'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-6505442039779110717</id><published>2009-12-31T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:24:53.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^_^</title><content type='html'>Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for Everything you've given to everyone &amp;amp; Everything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;I Will always &amp;amp;﻿ forever LOVE you&lt;br /&gt;                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 jem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-6505442039779110717?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/6505442039779110717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6505442039779110717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6505442039779110717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='^_^'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-6638492811005540369</id><published>2009-11-03T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T23:57:47.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if it kills me</title><content type='html'>Hello, tell me you know, yeah, you've figured me out&lt;br /&gt;Something  gave it away and it would be such a beautiful moment to see the look on you face&lt;br /&gt;To know that i know that you know now and baby that's a case of my wishful thinking&lt;br /&gt;You know nothing 'cause you and i, why we go carrying on for hours on end&lt;br /&gt;We get along much better than you and your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Well, all i really wanna do is love you&lt;br /&gt;A kind much closer than friends use but i still can't say after all we've been through&lt;br /&gt;And all i really want from you is to feel me as the feeling inside keeps building&lt;br /&gt;and i will find a way to you if it kills me&lt;br /&gt;Well, how long can i go on like this, wishing to kiss you before i rightly explode&lt;br /&gt;And this double life i lead isn't healthy for me, in fact it makes me nervous&lt;br /&gt;If i get caught i could be risking it all&lt;br /&gt;Well, baby there's a lot that i miss in case i'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;If i should be so bold, i'd ask you to hold my heart in your hand&lt;br /&gt;Tell you from the start how i've longed to be your man&lt;br /&gt;But i never say a word i guess i'm gonna miss my chance again&lt;br /&gt;Well, all i really wanna do is love you&lt;br /&gt;And all i really want from you is to feel me&lt;br /&gt;And i will find a way to you if it kills me&lt;br /&gt;It might kill me :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-6638492811005540369?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/6638492811005540369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-it-kills-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6638492811005540369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6638492811005540369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-it-kills-me.html' title='if it kills me'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-7083656262810163219</id><published>2009-08-02T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:48:10.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like you're so distanced and I won't blame you for that.</title><content type='html'>You get stuck on my mind all day, everyday. There's something about you that makes me &lt;b&gt;want to talk you, see you, touch you more and more...&lt;/b&gt; But we both know it's &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Feels like I've known you for so long but really we &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know each other afterall. All this time, I've been wasting my time hoping for that one wish to come true but I guess it's just part of my &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;fantasies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope you appreciate all the efforts on everything I've done for you. I told you everything and yet you still think they're all lies although, a part of it &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; lies... I just don't want you to worry about me. I know that you're aware of my terrible condition right now but I can't handle this anymore. I want you to be happy and not worrying about me. I guess it's really impossible, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried running away from my problems and you're right. Running away makes me a coward and guess what?&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; I AM ONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Trying to give you space is not easy for me. It's working though, you've now moved on. I'm happy that you have made new friends and they all seem nice. I want you to always remember that I'll be always here for you, ready to listen and give you some advice though I know I suck at them. I love you. Moo&lt;3 You know who you are and I'm truly sorry from all the mistakes I've done and sorry for making you cry. I didn't mean too. I'm such a jerk I freaking belong to hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-7083656262810163219?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/7083656262810163219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/08/feels-like-youre-so-distanced-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7083656262810163219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7083656262810163219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/08/feels-like-youre-so-distanced-and-i.html' title='Feels like you&apos;re so distanced and I won&apos;t blame you for that.'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-74424436206711403</id><published>2009-07-28T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T01:46:11.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arroyo turns SONA 2009 into a 2010 election campaign speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;img class="alignright" title="arroyo on SONA 2009" src="http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/46117000/jpg/_46117809_-1.jpg" alt="" width="158" height="119" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;As the campaign unfolds and the candidates take to the airwaves, I ask them to talk more about how they will build up the nation rather than tear down their opponents. Our candidates must understand the complexities of our government and what it takes to move the country forward. Give the electorate real choices and not just sweet talk….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are good words, specially on the side of asking election opponents talking about how to build the nation rather than tear down opponents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;and yet, arroyo takes a jab at mar roxas one of the leading presidentiable candidates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who want to be President, this advice: If you want something done, do it hard, do it well. Don’t pussyfoot. Just do it. Don’t say bad words in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;and another jab at erap estrada, also a declared “undeclared” presidentiable who is also one of the leaders  in the polls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falsely accused, without proof, of using my office for personal profit. Many of those who accuse me of it have lifestyles and spending habits that make them walking proofs of that crime….&lt;br /&gt;We can read their frustrations. They had the chance to serve this good country and they blew it by serving themselves….&lt;br /&gt;Those who live in glass houses should cast no stones. Those who should be in jail should not threaten it, especially if they have been there….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;this is another arroyo tactic that has been done many times over – turn things around:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The noisiest critics of constitutional reform tirelessly and shamelessly attempted Cha-Cha when they thought they could take advantage of a shift in the form of government. Now that they feel they cannot benefit from it, they oppose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;the lighting fast push for con-ass and several attempts at cha-cha speaks of arroyo wanting to benefit from its success not to mention it is widely believed cha-cha is being done for the purpose of arroyo extending her grip on power.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;we have a SONA where arroyo says political candidates should stay on talks on building the country and refrain from putting each other down. and yet in this same SONA, she actually attacks 2 leading opposition presidentiables.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;combine that attack on leading opposition presidentiables with hiding behind on who benefits with cha-cha plus  no categorical declaration that she will step down from power in 2010 leads you to conclude she has political ambitions beyond 2010.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this SONA is  more than a SONA, it is an election campaign speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;this SONA 2009, supposedly arroyo;s last SONA is classic arroyo – say half the truth, keep the other half a secret, while the other half that has been unsaid is the more important part. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;the filipino people want to hear one and only one thing – her plans after 2010. the people want to hear a categorical statement that she will step down from power in 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;arroyo cannot say she does not know this is what the people want to hear. this is clear in all the surveys where the people want her out. aside from the surveys, key political figures, ramos one among them have categorically said arroyo need to let the nation know that she will step down from power in 2010. that says she has no excuse to ignore that desire, not to say it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;what we got is one half of the truth or so at least that is what she wants us to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;“&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I have never expressed desire to extend myself beyond my term&lt;/em&gt;.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;what she said there is that she has not uttered the words “&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i want to extend her term&lt;/span&gt;”, she did not say she did not want it in her mind. it is possible it is in her mind, but she just did not say it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;that statement sets us up for what might be next – it can happen where the congressmen she controls at the lower house will launch a ”&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;clamor&lt;/span&gt;” for her to be the leader beyond her term.  she can say the call for her to stay beyond 2010 is not coming from her, not her desire but the desire of the congressmen to do so. she will then in all humility accept the clamor and challenge and extend her term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;that is the last half of the truth that she did not “&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;utter&lt;/span&gt;” today. this is classic arroyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Arroyo&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;No ‘expressed desire’ to extend term&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo said she “&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;never expressed desire&lt;/span&gt;” to extend her term beyond 2010, but still kept the nation guessing on her political plans as she delivered her ninth and final State of the Nation Address (Sona).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I have never expressed desire to extend myself beyond my term, many of those who accuse me of it try to cling like nails to their posts,” said Arroyo, who was wearing a bright purple terno. &lt;p&gt;“At the end of this speech, I shall step down from this stage but not from the presidency. My term does not end until next year. Until then, I will fight for the ordinary Filipino. The nation comes first. There is much to do as head of state to the very last day,” she said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“A year is a long time. We will continue to invest in the economy, the environment, and education,” she said, adding that after her ninth and supposedly last Sona, it would be “more work” not “all politics.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-74424436206711403?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/74424436206711403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/arroyo-turns-sona-2009-into-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/74424436206711403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/74424436206711403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/arroyo-turns-sona-2009-into-2010.html' title='arroyo turns SONA 2009 into a 2010 election campaign speech'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-7677692607602045014</id><published>2009-07-26T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:16:42.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited for the weeks to come?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;scared or excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;                     &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i'll be closing another chapter of my life as i leave my very 1st job.  august 3 to be exact.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;My boss' said that at least i knew i'll be successful in every field i'll be at. Well, i really wish.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is really hard to leave those people i live with for almost half a yr but the situation really calls i should be practicing my profession.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;There has been a lot of problems in that company and it is really overwhelming. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I got tired of all their promises that has been broken many times.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, i wish them well. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I hope i get to have a job before august ends.  aja!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-7677692607602045014?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/7677692607602045014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/excited-for-weeks-to-come_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7677692607602045014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7677692607602045014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/excited-for-weeks-to-come_26.html' title='excited for the weeks to come?'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-3719963469652038350</id><published>2009-07-24T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T19:45:24.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I stumble thru my dreams..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Heavy raindrops and thunders are the only thing I hear... &lt;/span&gt;Thinking of what they're doing right now. Worrying about what will happen in the &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;future.&lt;/span&gt; I keep asking myself, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;"why me?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I understand the concept of life. Everyone makes mistakes so why not just forget about it, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Live &amp;amp; Forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If only I could switch life with someone I've done it long time. Who would want a miserable life anyways... People are just selfish creatures for wanting everything and not thinking carefully about their beautiful surroundings. Though, if they did something wrong who else would you blame? Of course the same kind, mostly the innocent one. Why is that? Everything just seem so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;All I want in this stinky world is &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;HAPPINESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Is it that really hard to find ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure you see me smile but please reconsider that. You don't know anything about me so I'm begging for you to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;stop judging me.&lt;/span&gt; It hurts... &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I AM A HUMAN BEING TOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-3719963469652038350?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/3719963469652038350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-i-stumble-thru-my-dreams_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/3719963469652038350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/3719963469652038350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/as-i-stumble-thru-my-dreams_24.html' title='As I stumble thru my dreams..'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-410022053770456672</id><published>2009-07-20T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T15:20:30.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE LIFE TO IT'S FULLEST</title><content type='html'>Lucky is the man who is the &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1248065752_0"&gt;first love of a woman&lt;/span&gt;, but luckier is the woman who is the &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1248065752_1"&gt;last love of a man&lt;/span&gt;. I'm self-determining and guided by strong, internal values.&lt;br /&gt;I'm self-reliant, independent, quietly confident, funny, broad-minded and insightful. I have a full belly-laugh. Materialism doesn't motivate me and I'm happy to live a simple life. Child-like in my honesty, I write poetry from my heart. My family is a source of strength and I dearly love my family. The women I am trying to find should be nice, sweet, gentle, and loves the sea. Also strong, with a &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1248065752_3"&gt;sense of humor&lt;/span&gt;, passionate and funny. Likes to travel, discovers something new. Likes to dance, slow kisses and spontaneous decisions but not in all situations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-410022053770456672?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/410022053770456672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/live-life-to-its-fullest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/410022053770456672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/410022053770456672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/live-life-to-its-fullest.html' title='LIVE LIFE TO IT&apos;S FULLEST'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-309722836951015259</id><published>2009-07-06T05:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:04:44.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Di Na Mababawi</title><content type='html'>Ngayo'y aking inuunawang pilit&lt;br /&gt;Mga pagkukulang kong iyong ginigiit&lt;br /&gt;Sana'y malaman mo na tanging ikaw lamang&lt;br /&gt;Ang aking iniintindi&lt;br /&gt;Nakatanim pa sa'king ala-ala&lt;br /&gt;Pangako mong mananatili ka&lt;br /&gt;Kaya't paglisan mo'y naiwan ang pusong ito&lt;br /&gt;Na ngayo'y bitin na bitin&lt;br /&gt;'Di mo na mababawi iniwang sakit&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga salitang binitiwan mo&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ba't ikaw na rin ang nagpasya, nagtakda&lt;br /&gt;At siyang unang umiwas&lt;br /&gt;Bakit nga ba ako 'yong pinaasa?&lt;br /&gt;Nasa aking guniguni malamig mong tinig&lt;br /&gt;Kasabay ng hanging na dumarampi&lt;br /&gt;Na para bang ika'y nariyan sa aking paligid&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik na nagmamasid&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit di mo na mababawi iniwang sakit&lt;br /&gt;Bakit nga ba ako 'yong pinaasa?&lt;br /&gt;Bakit nga ba ako 'yong pinaasa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-309722836951015259?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/309722836951015259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/07/di-na-mababawi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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goal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) start today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) no shortcuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) motivate your self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) be happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-5335861926810162803?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/5335861926810162803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/06/5steps-to-be-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/5335861926810162803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/5335861926810162803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/06/5steps-to-be-happy.html' title='5steps to be happy :)'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-7195093190514064749</id><published>2009-06-16T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:04:16.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mrt &amp; interbyu</title><content type='html'>lunes ng umaga, rush hour at tulad ng dati, hindi pa rin masingitang-karayom ang pagkakadikit-dikit ng mga tao sa loob ng tren. isa ulit ako sa mga pilit na nakikipagsiksikan sa mga pasaherong naghahabol din ng oras sa trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of nowhere, nagsalita bigla si manong na parang construction worker na nasa harapan ko lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manong: brod, taas mo ng konti yung bag mo, ang init e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: (dedmatology)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manong: 'brod, yung bag mo kako. mainit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: (medyo nagulat) ako ho ba ang kausap nyo? (sabay silip sa clutch bag na hawak ko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manong: oo. yung bag mo, mainit. ano bang laman nyan? mapipisa itlog ko sa 'yo e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wattaf*ck! naalala ko ang pinabaong tanghalian ni mamita sa 'kin. dali-dali kong itinaas ang hawak kong bag at humingi ng paumanhin kay manong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: naku, sorry ho. 'sensya na. (compose pa rin ako pero sa totoo lang, napahiya na ko ng konti.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalakeng katabi nung manong (parang construction worker din): baka naluto na yang itlog mo pare. ambaho na e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manong: gago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tawanan ang mga nakarinig na pasahero. at tuluyan na nga akong binalot ng kahihiyan na para bang gusto ko ng sumigaw ng "para, bababa na ko!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanghalian. kinakain ko na yung baon ko nang umepal si officemate, "ang sarap ng itlog!" na-imagine ko si manong at ang naluto n'yang betlog. nawalan ako ng gana. badtrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako ang interviewer dito. ang iniinterview ko, isang 19-year old na babae na nag-aapply bilang promodizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aplikante: gud morning din, sir. (uy, ang lambing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: sinong nag-refer sa 'yo dito? (habang hinahanap sa bio-data ang pangalan ng nag-refer sa kanya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aplikante: .... (ang tagal sumagot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: ... (napansin ko na matagal sumagot yung aplikante. ni-rephrase ko yung tanong) may nag-refer ba sa 'yo dito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aplikante: ... ano po yung repeyr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: (nosebleed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: tell me, anong katangian ang meron ka na wala sa ibang aplikante?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aplikante: asset po ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: parang ganun na nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aplikante: hindi po ba obvious? (habang mas iniliyad pa ng maigi ang dibdib)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: (naglaway. ahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako ulit ang nag-iinterview. ang interviewee, isang college graduate. (di ko lang maalala yung position na ina-applyan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: good morning, sir. (tapos nagpakilala ako)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aplikante: good morning too, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: so, how do you want me to call you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aplikante: nandyan po yung cellphone number ko. (sabay turo sa hawak kong resume)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: (nawala ako ng konti sa huwisyo) no, sir. i mean paano nyo po gustong tawagin ko kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aplikante: (ang bilis sumagot) ah, nandyan na din po yung landline ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako: (tuluyan ng nawala sa tamang katinuan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-7195093190514064749?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/7195093190514064749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/06/mrt-interbyu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7195093190514064749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7195093190514064749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/06/mrt-interbyu.html' title='mrt &amp; interbyu'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-8004084663504202662</id><published>2009-05-12T09:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T09:33:48.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>System Glitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been so long since I last checked my online diary and last night I just thought of updating it to a whole new look and a different purpose. I have used my blog as a place to breathe all sadness and pain that I have felt throughout the years that I have learn to post my thoughts in the world wide web. Just last night when I have thought of posting new entries in a different view, a new vision, a different sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning, I have tried to made my own template - just to extract the creative juices that I have inside; that's what I call them. I just wanna be different so I decided to make my blog as personalized as possible. So now, here it is. You are looking at my personalized blog. I have tried to find some easy ways to make some templates but I am not too lucky to find some. Although I know a little bit about CSS, it's still not easy for me to create one without any pattern. That's what I did, I made it and use some patterns. Just blessed that I have finished it before the day ends, LOL! Yes, it took a long long long time! haha! Anyways, when I finished my blog template, I have seen that the dates of my blog entries are not appearing; I don't know if it's because there is something wrong with what I've written on the xml template or what. But then, I have tried to use other blog templates, and it's still the same, so meaning, the problem is in blogger - system glitch maybe. I hope it can be fixed at the next few days. Ciao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-8004084663504202662?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/8004084663504202662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/05/system-glitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8004084663504202662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8004084663504202662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/05/system-glitch.html' title='System Glitch'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-2472038479991016765</id><published>2009-04-16T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T23:32:32.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got my best friend back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We aren't fighting anymore. Ok. ok. We aren't fighting but I'M THE ONE THAT SUPPOSED THAT IT WAS HAPPEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm childish, selfish and too much concern with the only problem that happens to me. Instead of start to consider about the problem in the others opinion, I'd rather made my self as the object about the problem, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the true one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But then I was mindful that I'm totally wrong with that tot. I'm should be the one that could be blame over HIM. Yeah, I was the one that pump out this problem so I have a full responsibility to finished  this. And what did i do?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm such a hapless sheep, all I can do is just run away from the problem, forget it all, blamed my best friend and blah blah blah, instead&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of fix that problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I was blamed HIM as the one that made a big mistake. O-oh, what a disgust me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But fortunately, it was over :) and i can get him back xD&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-2472038479991016765?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/2472038479991016765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-got-my-best-friend-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2472038479991016765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2472038479991016765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-got-my-best-friend-back.html' title='I&apos;ve got my best friend back!!'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-2373671113538840545</id><published>2009-04-11T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T10:47:57.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Usapang lalaki =))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Musta na, pare? Ako, okay lang. Eto. Nagmumuni-muni. Nag-iisip. Minsan talaga may mga bagay na hindi ko maintindihan. Ewan ko ba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*hinga ng malalim*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Bakit ba ganun pare, ilang beses ko na pinag-aralan pero lagi na lang lumalabas na parang kahit 'sang anggulo mo tingnan, hindi nagiging patas para sa mga lalake ang ilang bagay pagdating sa pagmamahal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*tingin sa stars*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Minsan naiisip ko, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alam kaya ng mga babae ang hirap ng lalake&lt;/span&gt; na gumawa ng first move para magtapat ng pagmamahal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Eh yung hirap na dinadaanan sa panliligaw at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;pagsuyo sa mahal nya&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;feeling ng masaktan&lt;/span&gt; pag nabasted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Malamang-lamang siguro, hindi ano. Wala naman yata silang alam sa mga paghihirap naten e. Ang&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; alam lang ata nila e mamili, manakit, at magsaya&lt;/span&gt;. Tingin mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*tingin sa malayo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lagi naman ganun. Una pa lang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lalake na ang naghihirap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hassle ,kung ano pang diskarte ang gagawin naten para masabi naten sa kanila na mahal natin sila. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alam kaya nila yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mahirap magsabi na mahal mo na yung babae, diba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Patutunayan na mahal nga sila&lt;/span&gt;. Susuyuin to-the-max. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ano ang kapalit&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Well, depende sa trip nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Oo tol, sa trip lang nila. Wala silang pake kesehodang mahal natin talaga sila. Basta ang alam nila, pag di nila tayo trip, isang malaking HINDE ang makukuha naten, kahit umiyak pa tayo ng dugo o lumuhod sa mga asing buu-buo. Para lang silang namimili ng damit na 'di man lang sinusukat bago ayawan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Kaya kahit mahal na mahal na mahal na mahal natin, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorry tayo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hindi nila alam kung mahal mo sila. Kailangan mong maabot ang kanilang mga standards o uuwi ka lang na bad trip, iiling-iling, at minsan, luhaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Wala tayong magagawa, marami silang alibi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Hindi pa 'ko ready eh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Sorry pero I think we should just be friends.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Ha? Uhhmm..nagpapatawa ka ba? Hahahaha.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Better luck next time na lang muna, okay lang?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Give me a decade. Pag-iisipan ko muna.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"Para lang kitang kapatid e.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yaddah yaddah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Isang malaking pagsasaklob ng langit at lupa 'yon para saten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*kuha ng bote ng beer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*lagok*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*lunok*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;At hindi lang 'yon tol. Sa pre-relationship stage pa lang yon. Pag sinagot na nila tayo, satin pa rin ang hassle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Tayo daw ang mga lalake kaya &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tayo ang hahawak ng relasyon&lt;/span&gt;. Tayo ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;aayos kung may gulo&lt;/span&gt;; tayo ang dapat magpapakabait; tayo ang magtatyaga; tayo ang magiging devoted at faithful; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tayo, tayo tayo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sila&lt;/span&gt;? Ummm? Teka, isipin ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ayun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sila ang magsasabi kung anong oras kayo dapat magmeet; sila ang &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;magtetext ng mga mushy at kadramahang texts&lt;/span&gt;; sila ang &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;magdedemand sayo ng kung anu-ano&lt;/span&gt;; sila ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;magbabawal&lt;/span&gt;; sila ang magsasabi kung kelan ka &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dapat mag-shave&lt;/span&gt;, kung kelan ka pwedeng &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tumawag sa bahay nila&lt;/span&gt;, kung kelan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dapat mlaman nila kung nsang lupalop ka&lt;/span&gt;, kung kelan sila di dapat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bad tripin dahil meron sila&lt;/span&gt;, at kung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kelan ka corny&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ewan. Ganun ata talaga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*kuha ng bote ng beer*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*lagok*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*lunok*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hindi pa yun tapos pare, dahil dapat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;tayo ang bahala kung ano ang magiging takbo ng relasyon&lt;/span&gt;. Pag maganda, eh di okay. Pag may problema,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; kasalanan naten&lt;/span&gt;. Haay buhay. Minsan talaga kung tutuusin sakit sila ng ulo. Kaya lang mahal naten kaya di na natin iniintindi yun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*hinga ng malalim*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Pero alam mo tol, feeling ko &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas sincere pa tayo magmahal sa kanila&lt;/span&gt;. Alam mo yun, iba tayo magmahal e. Hindi lang parang laru-laro lang. Seryoso. At kung magmahal man tayo, lubus-lubusan.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Mas mature&lt;/span&gt;. Hindi yung parang pambata lang gaya nila na kesyo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;magseselos-selos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iiyak-iyak&lt;/span&gt;, iina-inarte, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dadradrama&lt;/span&gt;, at kung anu-ano pa. Hindi lang kababawan. Ka-mushyhan. Kababaihan. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iba tayo pag nagmahal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*hinga ng malalim*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*tingin sa malayo ulit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;At ito pa ang pinakamasaklap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;*singhot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ang&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; ending ng relasyon&lt;/span&gt;. Sa mga panahong 'to, either sawa na sila, hindi na tayo trip, may nahanap na silang better saten, o kaya they &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;need f*cking space and time &lt;/span&gt;muna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Bad trip no? Wala na naman tayong choice. Sila ang masusunod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;At ano pa ang kasamang hassle don? Syempre &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasak na ang image naten&lt;/span&gt;. Tayo ang lalabas na may kasalanan. Na &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;playboy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Na nagpapaiyak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Tayo siyempre ang mga antagonist at sila yung mga bidang inaapi at parang mga pusang iiyak-iyak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ang ending: , sawi tayo sa pag-ibig, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;player&lt;/span&gt;" na ang image naten, at higit sa lahat, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;mag-iisip kung papaano ipagpapatuloy ang buhay&lt;/span&gt;. Maiiwan tayong tulala, mag-iisip kung saan nagkamali, mamomroblema sa pag-aadjust sa pagiging single, at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;di na naman makakatulog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Haay buhay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ang hirap maging lalake&lt;/span&gt;. Lagi ka na lang naiiwan sa ere. Ano? Hindi ka na nagsalita? In-love ka no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Ako, kamusta? Eto. Yoyosi-yosi. Bubuntong-buntong hininga. Titingin-tingin sa bituin. Mumuni-muni. Lalagok-lagok ng alak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ang mga babae talaga, o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-2373671113538840545?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/2373671113538840545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/04/usapang-lalaki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2373671113538840545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2373671113538840545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/04/usapang-lalaki.html' title='Usapang lalaki =))'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-6973465762938976771</id><published>2009-04-10T07:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:04:02.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LRT :)</title><content type='html'>Kung sakaling malupit sau ang kapalaran, Alalahanin mo ako.&lt;br /&gt;Dhl hindi mapapagod sa pag hihintay, itong wlang sawang tumitingin sa iyo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-6547370635273786946?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/6547370635273786946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/04/hay-sa-wakas-na-tpos-din-ang-traning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6547370635273786946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6547370635273786946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/04/hay-sa-wakas-na-tpos-din-ang-traning.html' title='hay sa wakas na tpos din ang traning bale rereport n lng ako bks tpos for evaluation pa &gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-4523949084549564631</id><published>2009-04-05T23:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:13:56.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing ng hr dept &amp; accounting dept @  calumpit nga ba or pampangga ahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjKXkzpOjI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vgn_QWU5C2I/s1600-h/Photo0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjKXkzpOjI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vgn_QWU5C2I/s320/Photo0088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321225466104330802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjKQbQRK3I/AAAAAAAAACg/UzAzOaCX2Sw/s1600-h/Photo0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjKQbQRK3I/AAAAAAAAACg/UzAzOaCX2Sw/s320/Photo0075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321225343280950130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjKEK_3a1I/AAAAAAAAACY/kVwHmmlzISg/s1600-h/Photo0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjKEK_3a1I/AAAAAAAAACY/kVwHmmlzISg/s320/Photo0071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321225132758756178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjJ8ftAHJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-DE6sKCdNaI/s1600-h/Photo0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjJ8ftAHJI/AAAAAAAAACQ/-DE6sKCdNaI/s320/Photo0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321225000877825170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weee wla lng share ko lng mga pics ko wla nmn akong nakuha mga pics namin nsa mga digicam pa nila ahehehe kya ayan puro ako lng... kakapagod my pasok p yan kinabukasan eh ayt cge ma22log na din ako at my pasok p ako mmya  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-4523949084549564631?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/4523949084549564631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/04/outing-ng-hr-dept-accounting-dept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/4523949084549564631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/4523949084549564631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/04/outing-ng-hr-dept-accounting-dept.html' title='outing ng hr dept &amp; accounting dept @  calumpit nga ba or pampangga ahaha'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SdjKXkzpOjI/AAAAAAAAACo/Vgn_QWU5C2I/s72-c/Photo0088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-8230404009200643615</id><published>2009-03-30T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:22:14.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hirap mag trabaho....</title><content type='html'>pang day 7 na ng training ko mmya hayz gus2 ng bumigay ng katawan ko pero ang utak ko ayw pa din syng nmn kz maganda din ung position at maganda din ang kita pero 8days pa kylangan ko pra matpos ang training na to sna matpos na to &gt;.&lt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sm sucat -         1st day&lt;br /&gt;sm southmall - 2nd day&lt;br /&gt;sm sta.rosa -    3rd day&lt;br /&gt;sm bacoor -      4th day&lt;br /&gt;robinson ermita - 5th day&lt;br /&gt;sm dasma -      6th day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm san nmn kya bks sna matpos na to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-8230404009200643615?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/8230404009200643615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/hirap-mag-trabaho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8230404009200643615'/><link rel='self' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-2114707462379670232?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/2114707462379670232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodluck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2114707462379670232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2114707462379670232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodluck.html' title='goodluck ^_^'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-3129229219606178015</id><published>2009-03-22T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:01:13.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Reasons people cheat......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ln0"&gt;1. Bored&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln0');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln1"&gt;I'd say this is the most common reason that people cheat.It's tough to keep that edge throughout a relationship. Things start off grand and then level off and then you both realize that it's still real life. When you meet someone else, that inaugural excitement of a new relationship kicks back in.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln1');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln2');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln3"&gt;2. Dependence&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln3');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln4"&gt;At first glance, cheating seems like independent behavior. It could be interpreted as doing what you want, when you want. But I would argue that cheating is a dependent behavior. A cheater is dependent because they are not strong enough to break up with their significant other in order to get with the new person.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln4');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln5');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln6"&gt;3. Confusion&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln6');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln7"&gt;Sometimes life or a particular situation can get to you. When the perfect storm of confusion is going on in your head, you make mistakes.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln7');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln8');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln9"&gt;4. Because They Let You&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln9');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln10"&gt;If any girl ever cheated on me, I'd break up with her immediately. Forgiving a cheater is putting up with it, and starts a vicious cycle. That person who cheated may lose respect for you and might continue to cheat-because they know they can get away with it, because you'll continue to take them back.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln10');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln11');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln12"&gt;5. Nurturing&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln12');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln13"&gt;If someone is mistreating you, then your first instinct is to get away from him or her. But sometimes it's not that simple-maybe you are raising kids together. If you feel trapped in a bad relationship, it's only natural that you will run to the open arms of a person who treats you well.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln13');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln14');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln15"&gt;6. Revenge&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln15');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln16"&gt;This is quite simple- an eye for an eye. Cheat on them if they cheat on you. If they continuously hurt you or abuse you in some way, you do it to get them back.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln16');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln17');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln18"&gt;7. Confirmation of Attractiveness&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln18');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln19"&gt;Sometimes when you're in a long relationship, or if your significant other is taking you for granted, you begin to wonder if you're still attractive. Perhaps, because you were out on the dating circuit, you felt more attractive when you were single. If you have an affair, you've proven that a new person can be attracted to you.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln19');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln20');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln21"&gt;8. The Thrill&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln21');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln22"&gt;Some people just enjoy the thrill of cheating: running around secretly, risking getting caught, and creating thrilling moments with a forbidden romance.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln22');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln23');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln24"&gt;9. They Don't Consider It Cheating, Even Though You Might&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln24');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln25"&gt;Relationships have that grey area, usually right before you become exclusive. He thinks date #4 is when you're "together," and you think date #2 is when you're "together." If you haven't talked about exclusivity, someone may think they are well within their rights to see other people, even though the other person in the relationship may not.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln25');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;                 var curDiv = document.getElementById('ln26');                 curDiv.innerHTML = convert2url(curDiv.innerHTML);                 var links = curDiv.getElementsByTagName('a');                 for(var i = links.length; i &gt;= 0; --i) {                     if(links[i]) links[i].innerHTML = links[i].innerHTML.substr(0,30) + "...";                 }             &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="ln27"&gt;I don't understand why people don't break up as soon as they have an urge to cheat. Is it natural to have temptation, or is temptation a sign that the relationship is losing its fire? What reasons would you add to this list, and do you disagree with any? If you've ever cheated, why did you do it? Could you forgive a cheater? If you are single, but seeing a person who is in a committed relationship, does that make you a cheater?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-3129229219606178015?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/3129229219606178015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/9-reasons-people-cheat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/3129229219606178015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/3129229219606178015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/9-reasons-people-cheat.html' title='9 Reasons people cheat......'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-8234592223984080768</id><published>2009-03-16T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:47:23.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>nakamamatay ang kasinungalingan, sna inyong iwasan... mahirap mag mukang tanga, mas mahirap ang gawing tanga... ganyan tlg ang istorya, my bida at isang tanga... kung sswertehin at masaka ka, ikaw ang bida... kung tanga ka at tatanga tanga, mabuti pang mag pakamatay k na... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-8234592223984080768?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/8234592223984080768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/beware.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8234592223984080768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8234592223984080768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/beware.html' title='BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-4169448888405998822</id><published>2009-03-13T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:26:33.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>You'll never find anybody that achieves great success in life without a "give-up" story.&lt;br /&gt;Nothings comes free, and there will come a time  when you will find that you too will have give up something good. In order to gain something better.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just want to quit when things start hurting you. You want to leave everything as it is before the pain gets worse. But once you remember how much you've prayed, how much you really wanted it, and why you were fighting in the first place. Hope comes back into your heart and maybe, just maybe, it is worth going this far.&lt;br /&gt;There will always be a place and time where questions will be answered, words will be spoken, letters will be read, poems will be recited at the night, songs will be sung in harmony, love will be expressed in solitude and promises will be fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere.. Somehow... Someday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-4169448888405998822?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/4169448888405998822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/farewell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/4169448888405998822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/4169448888405998822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-3663430826381556069</id><published>2009-03-10T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T13:23:42.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flew from the world</title><content type='html'>I know I'm wrong and I won't deny it. I don't want to do this but I know I have to. I need to be free while learning what love truly is. I need freedom but I still need to love for my soul to survive. I know I should not be clinging on to this thought I have inside my head but I know that this is the only thing that can make me strong and can make me continue living without fears, without pain, without sadness, without anything that would hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;I have loved and lost; just like any other guys trying to move on. This is not easy, it really isn't. But I have to think about myself just for now. I need to be alive to continue learning and living with the jealous world who is stealing everything that I need. I know that letting go does not exist in my vocabulary but I am learning how to do it right now. I don't have to tell youwhat I need to do, because it will be better if I will just do it by myself without asking anyone's help.&lt;br /&gt;I know I can survive, and I know I can forget all the pain and the hurts but all I need is time. I need to prepare for what will soon come into my life. I know that love is not for me and I won't fool anyone for this bad luck that I have for love. It is just not for me; that's it - love is not really for me.&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to go somewhere that nobody knows me and no one is expecting too much from me. I want to live just like a normal person. I don't really need all these money and expensive things because the only thing that is important to me for now is peace of mind and simple life with God and with someone who will take care of me. I will not wish for more, all I want now is to be with God *literally* or the second option that I have is to live away from here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-3663430826381556069?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/3663430826381556069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/flew-from-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/3663430826381556069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/3663430826381556069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/flew-from-world.html' title='Flew from the world'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-7905098203119730401</id><published>2009-03-06T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:36:45.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motto ni Ninyah</title><content type='html'>nyah_^ Nyah (3/6/2009 9:17:48 PM): eh hirap kea&lt;br /&gt;nyah_^ Nyah (3/6/2009 9:17:53 PM): maloko&lt;br /&gt;nyah_^ Nyah (3/6/2009 9:17:55 PM): mas mabuti na ikaw manloko&lt;br /&gt;nyah_^ Nyah (3/6/2009 9:17:55 PM): kesa&lt;br /&gt;nyah_^ Nyah (3/6/2009 9:17:56 PM): ikaw&lt;br /&gt;nyah_^ Nyah (3/6/2009 9:17:57 PM): maloko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- maganda daw ang motto nya =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-7905098203119730401?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/7905098203119730401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/motto-ni-ninyah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7905098203119730401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/7905098203119730401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/motto-ni-ninyah.html' title='Motto ni Ninyah'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-8196076042624972795</id><published>2009-03-06T10:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:41:57.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eh ano kung korni ako</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SbCKbi8T2wI/AAAAAAAAACI/1p9yp4SSRSw/s1600-h/th_emo_love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SbCKbi8T2wI/AAAAAAAAACI/1p9yp4SSRSw/s320/th_emo_love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309896166510680834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang love prang sugal. minsan talo, minsan panalo, minsan tiba-tiba, minsan bawi lng pero lam mo kung anong masakit? ang makita mong panalo ka na sna, kaso d ka tumaya...&lt;br /&gt;sabi nila "iwanan mona". sabi ko "ayoko". sbi nila "ok pa?" sbi ko "ayos lng". then tinanung nila ako isang arw "kya mo pa ba?" napaluha ako habang sinasabi "mahal ko eh, kya kakayanin ko"&lt;br /&gt;ang hirap mainlove noh? nakakalito, hirap unawain. bkt kya gnun? kung ano pa ung pinakama magandang nagyari sa buhay mo, sa bandang huli, cxa ung pinakamasakit na alaala mo.&lt;br /&gt;iniwan kita di dhl ayoko na sayo. tinalikuran kita di dhl galit ako sau, lumayo ako di dhl ayoko na kitang makita, umalis ako dhl ayoko nang umiyak habng nakikita kang masaya...sa piling nya&lt;br /&gt;masakit i-give up ang feelings mo sa isang tao, pero minsan kylangan gawin dhl sa sakit. pero ang tunay na masakit eh eh ung aminin mo sa sarili mo n ang giniv-up mo ay ung taong alm mong makakapagpaligaya sayo.&lt;br /&gt;madaling paglaruan ang pag-ibig. madaling manakit ng damdamin ng iba! madaling mag paiyak ng taong nag mamahal sau! pero mahirap makakita ng totoong taong mag mamahal sau!&lt;br /&gt;minsan tinutulak mo ang isang tao palayo sau. kz alm mong babalik din cxa, pero mag-ingat ka sa pag tulak mo kz bka pag na realize mong mahalaga cxa sau, dmo na cxa mahila pabalik sau. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-8196076042624972795?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/8196076042624972795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/ang-love-prang-sugal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8196076042624972795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/8196076042624972795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/ang-love-prang-sugal.html' title='eh ano kung korni ako'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SbCKbi8T2wI/AAAAAAAAACI/1p9yp4SSRSw/s72-c/th_emo_love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-6528471832841846051</id><published>2009-03-05T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T21:55:42.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;kapag may magtatanong:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Ba't mo minamahal yung taong ayaw sayo, madami namang iba diyan..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sagutin mo:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Kapag nauhaw ka, iinumin mo ba ang dagat dahil tubig din naman ito?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES! MALUPIT YUNG POINT! HAHAHAH! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-6528471832841846051?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/6528471832841846051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6528471832841846051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/6528471832841846051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-quote.html' title='Love quote'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-3104590421364448831</id><published>2009-03-05T16:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T16:40:46.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to get my ex back?</title><content type='html'>During courtship the idea of breaking up has not been thought by most people; we just try to think about the happy things that might happen if this will further result into a serious relationship. In the long run, others might feel bad about losing the one they love and might be too much into the “painful situation.” Now, my topic is about getting your ex boyfriend or ex girl friend back. This might sound weird because most of you don’t really know how to get the one that you love back in your life again. See, there are possible ways to bring a love back into your life again and start a brand new beginning with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Exchanging of hurtful words will be an addition to the pain that you will encounter while in the process of breaking up. Sometimes you might think that you can’t go on and he/she is just the only person that you want to cling on to this life when in fact, there are a lot of great men/women around you; well, this is the other side of the story. Let’s focus now on the steps that you need to do in order for you to get your ex back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The first step is to cut off the communication that you have with him/her; this means no text, no calls, no letters, avoid seeing each other and etc. You better know what I mean and I just need to stress it – no communication at all. If you think that he might forget about you, well, it works otherwise. You have to believe it – it works the other way around. Instead of forgetting about you, it will just let him/her feel that you are gone and he/she will miss you badly unlike at the time that you are still together. People only realize that a person or thing is very precious until it is gone so you have to make him feel this way - you are special and it will be his/her lost without you in his/her life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The main problem in a relationship is not about the cheating that occurs – it is about the situation that occurs even before your partner cheated on you. Think of something that you might have done and weigh on the things that you did before this situation to happened. Are you still giving enough attention to her/him and are you still showing the “need” of having her/him in your life? I am not talking about sex or what; it is about many other things that are basically much more significant than the “making love” issue. It is not about that, it’s about showing respect, showing appreciation, love, care, sweetness and all of those. People love to be appreciated and a woman does all the time. For women, we tend to need the appreciation for all the things that we do especially from our man; reason for this is that we love the feeling of being showered with sweet and great phrases. Men on the other hand, love to be respected and wanted all the time; he wants his woman like even before she landed to him. At the first stages of the relationship, a woman is smiling a lot, touching or caressing his man and sweet all the time, always trying to be beautiful in the eyes of her man but then as after some months or years she started to put any clothes, stops fixing herself the best that she can do, etc. A man wants to have a woman that will be the same from the first day that they met up to the very last end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I guess I have stressed the idea a lot and we have to move further; now, the next step, while you are having some time all by yourself, you have to do whatever that makes you happy. Try to stick with an activity that will make you relax and breathe while trying to let the tension between you cool down. It is also best if you will discover and explore some things that will develop your personality; it can be an activity or a sport, etc. This can be an outlet for you to temporarily let go of the fact and the pain; you can date some men or women if it is needed and meet new people however, always remember that this is just a temporary time – your goal is to get your ex back and not to find someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One month is enough for letting the tension cool down and going back will be easy if you will have a specific plan for it. You need to do a plan that will help you get your ex back; one thing that you have to remember in doing the plan is about realizing on your own that you can definitely bring back what you’ve shared. Keep in mind that there is a way and you need to get into that for you to start with your journey again. Now, the most important thing that you should prepare yourself is taking the blame; this might sound so hard to do. You know, taking the pride and laying off your hands and saying “I’m sorry” even if it is not your fault is indeed hard to do. Think of this, your main goal is to get him or her back so that you may be able to save the relationship that you have; you are doing this not to save your pride and face but to save the relationship and start again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Goodluck! ^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-3104590421364448831?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/3104590421364448831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-to-get-my-ex-back_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/3104590421364448831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/3104590421364448831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-to-get-my-ex-back_05.html' title='How to get my ex back?'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-1749304318207447758</id><published>2009-03-05T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:51:44.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad love story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa8-Daf5HNI/AAAAAAAAABo/5kFPk3VL1ps/s1600-h/1_732128536l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa8-Daf5HNI/AAAAAAAAABo/5kFPk3VL1ps/s320/1_732128536l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309530714066722002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being too problematic about a certain issue is not always a solution to every problem. There are a lot of ways for us to cope up with all the hardships that we encounter in life. Sometimes if we get what we want, we come to realize that it is not what we need. We have been blinded at first by the situation that will soon make us realize how unreasonable the decision was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't experienced such a relationship that will give me more happiness than pain or that which can be called as somewhat "close to perfect" relationship. All of us are been wanting to have such kind of a relationship with the ones we love but after some time we will realize that everything is going in vain and we are not happy anymore. Those are the times that both of you are already hurting each other unintentionally. At this very moment, the next solution you have in mind is breaking up. Letting all the tension between you cool down for a while but how can you do it if the love is still there; alive inside your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little boy, I always thought that i will be happy when I fall in love but now, I have realized that if you start to learn how to love and give your heart to someone, you also give them the right to hurt you. The reason why I am suffering is not because my love has end but because it still continues even after the relationship is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to one of my favorite lines in a movie, the three things that cannot be hidden are poverty, cough and love. At the time that you try to hide it these three things appear even more clearly. But most of the time, we really want to hide it like love. If you want to hide love, just cry. Let your heart be free from all those emotions by crying. Let it all flow in your eyes like it will be over as soon as your eyes get dry. If your head gets tired and empty, then cry again. Just learn how to let go of your emotions by crying, it will help you feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time in my life, I have cried. I have been hurt more often than being happy. I have learned that some of us were just born to be lucky to experience more happiness than pain. But I am not one of them. Sad to say I am not, and maybe you are thinking that you are too because you have just cried last night like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am sad or in pain, I do the scribbling technique. I write all of the things that I am feeling in a piece of paper while crying. When I have written everything, I will just burn it into pieces and let its ashes go with the wind. Through that I can feel like I ma letting go of the problem and just face whatever that will happen in the next days. It's just one way of saying "God, I am letting you finish the problem that I have, I am gonna give it all to you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that I always do to lessen the heartache is by cooking. It will make you busy as the time pass so fast. Another thing is writing a poem, or composing a song. You can write a poem with all your emotions on it and then if you know how to put some music on it, then that's better. These were just small things that I know but it is helping me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it is better to fall in love and be in pain instead of not even experiencing how to love and be loved. In order for us to learn and grow, we need to experience all the hurts and pain until the time that we found the true happiness that we have been waiting for. Remember that if you are still losing people in your life that means so much to you, it just means that there is someone that is much better than the person you lost. If you haven't found the true happiness then it is still not the end of a love story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-1749304318207447758?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/1749304318207447758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/sad-love-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/1749304318207447758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/1749304318207447758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/sad-love-story.html' title='Sad love story'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa8-Daf5HNI/AAAAAAAAABo/5kFPk3VL1ps/s72-c/1_732128536l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-1142010307550326569</id><published>2009-03-04T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T18:54:26.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang hirap ng trabaho pag wla kang natpos</title><content type='html'>e2 nmn ako ngaun mag kwento ng nagyari sakin ngaun arw. nag apply ako ng trabho sa isang agency at nag babakasakaling matatanggap habang bakasyon pra nmn hindi ako nababagot sa buhay ko at pra na din hindi ako patambay tambay. nag cmula ang interview ko ng 9am ok nmn siya tanung lng kung anu mga nakasulat sa resume na pinasa mo den pinabalika ko ng 1pm for exam aun n nga libang mna ako rent sa shop ng pc ubos oras nung pumataka ng 1pm cmula na ng exam ang exam ay simple lng multiple choice ano ang naiiba abstrac pipiliin mo kung anu ang naiiba sknila at 2nd kwento ka sa buhay mo backgrounds unforgetable moments sa buhay mo at pangatlo mag drawing ka sa bond paper ng isang babae at isang lalake at lalagyan mo ng description. nagulat ako nung my bumagsak pa sa 1st exam hindi nmn sa nag yayabang ako eh sakin lng kht d n aralin un masasagutan mo ng tama un tititigan mo lng ng mabuti take note lht ng nag aapply dun sa agency na un at highschool grad at ung iba college level tulad ko. gnun n ba kahina ang mga tao sa pilipinas ka simple simpleng bayag ndi masagutan kya cguro d n umunlad ang karamihan satin kung ndi sna kya sa talino daanin n lng sa diskarte pra umunlad. zZzZzZ requirements n lng den tanggap na ako e2 lng for 2day have a nice day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-1142010307550326569?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/1142010307550326569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/ang-hirap-ng-trabaho-pag-wla-kang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/1142010307550326569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/1142010307550326569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/ang-hirap-ng-trabaho-pag-wla-kang.html' title='Ang hirap ng trabaho pag wla kang natpos'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-1653395110096102607</id><published>2009-03-03T17:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:24:14.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sinigang na baboy s gabi 4 dinner.. ack nahiwa pa daliri ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa0FCzJnJHI/AAAAAAAAABg/NKU3SXAy0A0/s1600-h/DSC08027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa0FCzJnJHI/AAAAAAAAABg/NKU3SXAy0A0/s320/DSC08027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308905081388082290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa0Er4ai4hI/AAAAAAAAABY/01eQvcavzBI/s1600-h/DSC08024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa0Er4ai4hI/AAAAAAAAABY/01eQvcavzBI/s320/DSC08024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308904687664292370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inutusan ako ni mama na magluto ng sinigang pra ulam namin ngaung gabi tpos sinumilan kong hiwain ung mga sahog nung nsa gabi na ako nahiwa ang hinlalaki ko sa kaliwa lalim ng sugat ayw pang tumigil ng dugo &gt;.&lt; pero naluto ko nmn ung sinigang kulang nga lng sa sagot dhl hindi ko na kyang mag hiwa pa at 1hand n lng ang gngwa ko pag luto. hwg kaung madiri sa luto ko malinis yan ahahaha ndi nmn cxa nalagyan ng dugo ko hanggang ngaun nga ayw pa din tumigila ng pag dudugo sna tumigil na to T_T.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-1653395110096102607?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/1653395110096102607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/sinigang-na-baboy-s-gabi-4-dinner-ack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/1653395110096102607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/1653395110096102607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/sinigang-na-baboy-s-gabi-4-dinner-ack.html' title='sinigang na baboy s gabi 4 dinner.. ack nahiwa pa daliri ko'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa0FCzJnJHI/AAAAAAAAABg/NKU3SXAy0A0/s72-c/DSC08027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-2939114036919244365</id><published>2009-03-03T11:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T13:25:08.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last saturday feb28 @ kfc luzon xpressway alabang ext. naghihintay sa mga kasma pra sa swimming sa laguna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SayrRbqpRcI/AAAAAAAAABI/OGF1E_kD9so/s1600-h/1_579768591l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SayrRbqpRcI/AAAAAAAAABI/OGF1E_kD9so/s320/1_579768591l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308806376735720898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kuya zeb, me &amp;amp; jechk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag iintay kami sa kfc xpressway alabang exit sa mga kasma namin, 6pm usapan pero dumating sila ng 10pm @_@.. mga tropang audition kami club audi ph finest. apat na sasakyan kami non pero dhl nga 10pm na dumating ung mga pa vip eh ung isang kasmahan namin ay nag decide n lng na umuwi pero d namin sila masisisi masyadong malayo na tlg ang oras sa usapan na dapat. pero kami tumuloy pa din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@laguna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12mn na kami nakapag rent ng private pool worth php.3500 pwede na din 2 rooms madami nmng bed ung kabilang room at aircon nmn, 12hrs ang time namin dun. mga 16pipol kami na andun hmm wla lng medyo nung bago kami dumating don nag kakainitan na ng ulo madami kzng pa vip pa pataga&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa9hX4x02QI/AAAAAAAAABw/cm49RShJTjA/s1600-h/DSC02554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sa9hX4x02QI/AAAAAAAAABw/cm49RShJTjA/s320/DSC02554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309569548699359490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;l toinks. nung andun na kami cmula na ng inuman kwentuhan asaran swimming ahahahaha hinding hindi ko makakalimutan ung arw na un dhl nung nsa videoke kami at medyo lasing na din ako nawla ang pagiging tahimik at shy type ko napakanta ako bigay na bigay tlg at napa crypwalk pa ako ahahahaah tawa sila ng tawa skin dhl muka daw akong tanga (hindi kasi sila sny na makita akong gnun) aun hanggang sa kumonti na at lumiliwanag na din kz at lasing na din kami. un lng ahahahahaha sna na intindihan nu magulo akong gumawa ng kwento =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055553415144354338-2939114036919244365?l=onewish-jem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/feeds/2939114036919244365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-saturday-feb28-kfc-luzon-xpressway.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2939114036919244365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055553415144354338/posts/default/2939114036919244365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://onewish-jem.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-saturday-feb28-kfc-luzon-xpressway.html' title='last saturday feb28 @ kfc luzon xpressway alabang ext. naghihintay sa mga kasma pra sa swimming sa laguna'/><author><name>je</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10930158899985663417</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/Sm4EvkFMxGI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gSU1mjLB0iE/S220/DSC01880.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SayrRbqpRcI/AAAAAAAAABI/OGF1E_kD9so/s72-c/1_579768591l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055553415144354338.post-8468103971543167294</id><published>2009-03-03T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T11:35:20.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SPqJV4sgit4/SaylaPjIxvI/AAAAAAAAABA/WMPgG2Pa2rg/s1600-h/10022009%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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