<?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-8144780</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:55:39.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blind-sided</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111159868629980896</id><published>2005-03-24T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T09:24:46.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Something to ponder upon&lt;/strong&gt; (Heard it from CSI last night. Quite interesting. Go on, read it. It won't hurt):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will never know what you are looking for until you find it... or lost it...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quite true...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111159868629980896?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111159868629980896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111159868629980896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111159868629980896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111159868629980896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/16.html' title='16'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111159754938985370</id><published>2005-03-24T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T09:27:10.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost to a Page in a Dictionary</title><content type='html'>Kasama 'to dun sa e-mail nung shiftee ng Behsci blk. 8 ata. Interesting thought... Take a look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you would give your soul to save someone, give an ounce of blood to keep them from sadness and take your life before you considering living without them, that is not love. It is something more, for love already has a place in the dictionary, it has been defined as: 'strong affection, warm attachment, to cherish'. By trying to describe it, we have limited its meaning, devalued it. So I shall not say 'love' because love is no longer what I feel, it is something more, grander, deeper, all consuming, and more profound, but this feeling has no name, and let us not try to name or define it, because I wish not another feeling to be lost to the arrogance of the human race, a species who thinks they can decipher everything, I do not wish this emotion to be lost to a page in a dictionary." (&lt;a href="mailto:simulacrum_slx001@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;simulacrum_slx001@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111159754938985370?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111159754938985370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111159754938985370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111159754938985370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111159754938985370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/lost-to-page-in-dictionary.html' title='Lost to a Page in a Dictionary'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111159657974212075</id><published>2005-03-24T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T08:49:39.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Candle</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Someone passed this story to me through E-mail. This will give you goosebumps and make you think a little.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Candle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diane, a young university student, was home for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;She had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year.&lt;br /&gt;She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone.&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't afraid because it was a small town, and she lived only a few blocks away.&lt;br /&gt;As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she reached the alley, which was a short-cut to her house, she decided to take it.  However, halfway down the alley, she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her.&lt;br /&gt;She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection.&lt;br /&gt;Instantly, a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped around her, she felt as though someone was walking with her.&lt;br /&gt;When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep.&lt;br /&gt;Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. &lt;br /&gt;She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story.&lt;br /&gt;The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him.&lt;br /&gt;She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before.&lt;br /&gt;When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her.&lt;br /&gt;She asked if they would ask the man one question.&lt;br /&gt;Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her.&lt;br /&gt;When the policeman asked him, he answered:  "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:  Don't underestimate the power of Prayer! Gives you goosebumps, doesn't it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111159657974212075?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111159657974212075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111159657974212075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111159657974212075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111159657974212075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/candle.html' title='The Candle'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111157963910592769</id><published>2005-03-23T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:29:42.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How's and However's</title><content type='html'>How do you do it?&lt;br /&gt;How do you get into people's life and make them love you as if nothing else matters?&lt;br /&gt;How did you make sure this time it's my life?&lt;br /&gt;How do you make me attracted to you without you doing anything special?&lt;br /&gt;How do reason become of no importance when it comes to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come I saw you amongst anyone?&lt;br /&gt;How come you singled yourself out of the crowd?&lt;br /&gt;However did you catch my attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I see you everyday as someone new?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me laugh without even trying to do so?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me wait for in fact I don't want to?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me do things I normally won't do?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me say things I don't like to say?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make everything ok even if it's not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I endure pain if it means being with you?&lt;br /&gt;How do you scare away my fears?&lt;br /&gt;How do you wipe my tears dry?&lt;br /&gt;How do you make me smile?&lt;br /&gt;How do you make my heart beat faster every time you're around?&lt;br /&gt;How do you take my exhaustion away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your talking?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your choice of words?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your walking?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your singing out of tune?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your mannerisms?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your clothing?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your nagging?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your shouting?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me like your hitting?&lt;br /&gt;How can you just make me like you so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me shut up?&lt;br /&gt;How can you make me listen?&lt;br /&gt;How can you do it?&lt;br /&gt;How can you do things no one else could?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can ask how's and however's forever&lt;br /&gt;But however things are&lt;br /&gt;I can care less&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what's important is&lt;br /&gt;Things are the way they're supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, how can you make me fall in love with you everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(para kay dhin. happy monthsary!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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However&apos;s'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111157249567049308</id><published>2005-03-23T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T08:18:30.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dhin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;DhiN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 months, 2 months have passed. Parang kailan lang, hindi natin alam kung saan tayo pupunta, saan tayo magsisimula at kung ano ang ituturing natin sa isa't isa. 2 months, parang ang bilis kung tutuusin, pero ang tagal nito kung tayo ang tatanungin 'di ba? Sino bang mag-aakalang aabot tayo ng 2 buwan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung unang buwan, puro saya. 'Pag magkasama tayo, 'pag magkatext, laging masaya. Tawanan nga lang tayo ng tawanan e. Kahit 'di kita ksama, makikita ko na lang ang sarili ko na nakangiti. Mukha nga akong tanga pero walang makapagbabago ng katotohanan na masaya ako at nandyan ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami akong bagong nalalaman tungkol sa'yo sa t'wing magkakasama tayo. 'Yung takot ko sa maiwang tayo lang dalawa, nawawala 'pag kasama na kita. Kakahiwalay pa lang natin, hinahanap ko na tocy ko. Minsan nga, maaamoy kita, lilingon ako, pero wala ka naman. Mangingiti na lang din ako, muntik na akong maadik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag minumura mo ako, gustung gusto ko 'yon. Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit sa t'wing gagawin mo 'yon, lalo kong nararamdamang mahal mo ko. Kaya 'pag sinabi kong kinilig ako dahil minura mo ako ng p*ksh*t, totoo 'yon. Kaya lagi mo akong mumurahin ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw inspirasyon 'ko, alam mo ba 'yon? Kaya nga tumaas mga grades ko nung midterm e, dahil mukha mo ang lagi kong nakikita. Bago matulog, pagkagising sa umaga, sa bawat ginagawa ko sa araw-araw, lahat minamadali ko upang makasama ka agad. Ako'y hayok sa'yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nagbago nitong pangalawang buwan. Kumbaga sa ice cream, rocky road ito. laging magkaaway, laging natatalo. Pansamantalang napawi ang mga ngiting lagi kong dala. Laging namomroblema kung ano ba ang nagiging problema. Hindi ko itatanggi ang aking mga pagkukulang dahil alam kong malaki. Lalo na't naging busy ako sa alam mo na kung saan. Alam kong napabayaan kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinubukan kong mag-adjust, alam ko ginawa mo rin 'yun, at 'di naglaon, nagtagumpay tayo. Akala ko matatapos na ang lahat, pero hindi pala. Lumaban tayo, nagbunga ang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik ang ngiti, balik ang saya. Kung paano kita namiss, hindi ko 'yon mapaliwanag. Ngayon ko lang naramdaman 'to sa buong buhay pag-ibig ko, he he he.. Kaw na nga yata ang hinahanap kong tsinelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya kahit anong mangyari hindi ako bibitaw. Ngayon pang nahanap ko na ang dating akala ko'y 'di ko na makikita, tanga lang ang hahawak ngunit mas tanga ang bibitaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pang pwedeng mangyari. Pero kahit ano pa 'yun, handa ako, hindi ako natatakot. Basta lagi ka sa tabi ko, handa akong harapin kung anumang darating. Ipaglalaban ko kung anong meron tayo. Dahil isa ito sa totoong bagay na meron ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko ayaw mo ng corny, pero ito 'yung totoo. Ito nilalaman ng puso ko, ibinibigay ko sa'yo ng buung buo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita... Kitakits soon... Muah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;MaNia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monthsary!! Muah muah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111157249567049308?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111157249567049308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111157249567049308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111157249567049308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111157249567049308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/dhin.html' title='Dhin'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111151770377891177</id><published>2005-03-23T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:00:55.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohksaal Ahm</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Sinong makakapagsabing walang malas sa mundo? Sino? Mapabaril sa Luneta!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe nangyari sa akin kahapon ng maghapon. Sobrang araw ng kamalasan 'yun. Ayaw n'yo maniwala? Well, to hear is to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Magkikita dapat kami ni Dhin ng 10am sa SM Pala Pala. So ngpa-alarm ako ng 7:30, gamit ang cellphone ko. Mangyaring ginising ako ni Mama kinabukasan, 8am na. Hinanap ko cellphone ko, nadaganan ko pala. Kala ko 'di tumunog. Tumunog pala, 'di nga lang siguro nakahinga, kaw ba naman, daganan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Tinext ko si Dhin, sabi ko malelate ako. Ok lang daw. Nauna na umalis si Mama, pupunta siya sa EPZA. Nag-iwan siya ng 500, papalitan ko na lang daw sa tindahan para may barya akong pamasahe. Mga 5 minutes before 10, pumunta na ako ng tindahan. Kay Nana (tita ko) dapat ako magpapapalit, kaya lang wala daw siyang barya. So, pinabili niya ako ng keso sa katabing tindahan, para mabaryahan pera ko. Babayaran niya na lang daw sa akin 'yung keso kaya dumiretso na akong tindahan. 'Pag dating ko don, ang daming tao. Bago pa ako nakabili, 10:20 na ata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Pumunta na ako sa kanto. Sa loob-loob ko, &lt;em&gt;sa Tejero na lang ako sasakay para mabilis&lt;/em&gt;. Pero dahil madalas ay traffic papunta don, ayaw magsakay ng mga tricycle na pinapara ko. Kung kailan naman nagmamadali, tsaka nag-inarte ang mga mamang drayber. Matapos ang isang dekada, nakasakay din ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Habang nasa tricycle, mga 10:30 na non, nagtext na si Dhin, nasa SM na raw siya. Sa may Umboy, traffic. Pinapauna 'yung mga galing sa Salinas at sa Bacao. Kala ko saglit lang, pero pansin ko, 'yung buong kalsada, sakop na nila. Parang one way 'yung highway (Wow! rhyming).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Ang tagal, mga 15 minutes na ang nakalipas nang magsalita si Manong drayber, "boy, baka gusto mo nang maglakad. Matagal pa 'to." At agad kong inabot ang P50 ko. "O ayan, matigil ka lang," sabihin ko sana kaya lang nagtimpi na lang ako. Takot ako e.. He he he..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) E 'di naglakad ako, tutal malapit na sa kanto. Dun na lang ako sasakay ng jeep hanggang Tejero. Mga 10 hakbang na lang, mararating ko na ang kanto, nang biglang pumito si Manong Pulis. Wala ng mga sasakyang galing sa EPZA at Bacao. Nagsimula ng umandar ang mga sasakyang kanina'y kinabibilangan ng tricycle na sinasakyan ko. Muntik na akong mainis kay Manong drayber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Pinaandar na rin ang mga jeep na galing Maragondon, Ternate, Naic, 'yung mga papuntang EPZA at Bacao naman. Para makapunta ng Tejero, kailangan kong tumawid. Ang probelma nga lang. Sakop na naman ng mga sasakyan ang buong kalsada. Naghintay ako sa tamang pagkakataon. Doon muna ko sa lilim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Habang naghihintay, may biglang tumawid. Pagkakataon ko na rin, pero 'di agad ako nakalakad. Parang nabigla ako. Sa madaling-sabi, hindi ako nakatawid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Naghintay akong muli. Awa ng Diyos, nakatawid naman ako matapos ang kulang-kulang 15 minutes din 'yun. Sa kabila, naghintay ako ng sasakyang Bacao ang ruta. Maraming dumadaan pero 'di ko mabasa ung sign board. Nako, 'di ko pala dinala salamin ko. Dapat kasi sa Tejero na ang baba ko, at least don, nakaparada mga jeep. Namumuro na talaga sa 'kin si Manong drayber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Biglang nagpipipito ang mga pulis. Ayaw patigilin ang mga sasakyan para magsakay ng pasahero. Buseeet!!! Lumipat na lang ako sa kabila, don walang pulis. At nakasakay din ako ng jeep na Bacao. Ang iniiiit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) At nakarating din ako ng Tejero. Punta agad ako paradahan. Aba 11am na. Ang sabi ko kay Dhin, by that time nasa SM na ko. Sa paradahan, sa tingin ko ay halos puno na 'yung jeep na nauuna. Sabi ko, "ok 'to. Kahit makisiksik na lang. Ang mahalaga, makaalis agad." Nang makalapit ako dun sa jeep, aba, binirahan ba naman ng alis. Puno na pala, apaw pa nga kamo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Sumakay ako sa bagong jeep, ako pa lang, magpupuno pa. Buti medyo mabilis, pero kumain pa rin ng oras. Past 11 na. May ugat na mahal ko. May sumakay na may malaking bag. Ok lang, minsan naman ako ang may dala ng malaking bag e. Sa akin tumabi, ok lang din. Tumatabi rin naman ako sa ibang tao 'pag may dala akong malaking bag. Ok na sana e, kaya lang pag singhot ko... Waaaaah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Umandar na ang jeep sa wakas. Lumiko na, Gen Tri ang daan. Tik tak tik tak, papunta na akong dasma. Tik tak tik tak, nakalayo din ng Tejero. Tik tak tik tak, at nagpa-GAS si Manong. Kung kelan naman nagmamadali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Sa jeep, may napansin akong kanina ko pang hawak. Tungeks!! Susi ng bahay nadala ko. Naalala ko bigla ang text ng mama ko, &lt;em&gt;iwn mo suc sa wm&lt;/em&gt;. WM, washing machine ibig sabihin non. Paano na 'yun papasok ng bahay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Sa SM, kasama si Dhin at sina Mama (shortcut na 'to), papabutas kami ni Dhin ng tenga sa Unisilver. Nakapamili na ng hikaw, nabayaran na. Bubutasan na kami, sabi ko siya muna kasi kinakabahan ako, he he he... Aba, biglang 'di pala pwede sa itaas na bahagi ng tenga. Sa malalambot na parte lang daw. Nang ang malas ay maging epidemya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Pauwi na kami nina Mama at Raymond. Sumakay kami ng jeep papauntang Trece. Sa byahe, medyo pagewang-gewang na ako. Antok e. Maya maya, nang mamulat ako, nakatigil na ang jeep. Wala pa naman sa Trece. 'Di agad ako nakapagtanong pero kinutuban na ako. At tama nga ang kutob, nasiraan si Manong. Pheeew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Sa Trece, nakasakay na kami papuntang Tanza. Nang sa tingin ko'y puno na, biglang sumigaw ang barker, "o, dalawa pa!" Dalawa pa nga naman, dalawang tingting. Nanggalaiti nanay ko, sugapa nga naman si Manong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Sa bahay, kaninang bago mag-hatinggabi, nasira ang blog ko. Kung saan-saan mo makikita ang mga posts. Parang ito. Ewan ko kung mabasa mo 'to ng ayos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sino ngayon ang makakapagsabing walang malas sa mundo? Handa na ang Luneta...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pahabol Sulat&lt;/u&gt;: Nag-iisa lang naman swerte sa buhay ko e. Ang Tocy ko. Ang Droga ko. Ang Dhin ko. (kilig kilig)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[For more information regarding "Kamalasan", refer to an entry entitled "&lt;a href="http://max12babyangels.blogspot.com/2004/08/ang-hirap-ng-exam-sa-microbio.html"&gt;Ang Hirap ng Exam sa MicroBio&lt;/a&gt;", dated 30 Aug 2004, found in &lt;a href="http://max12babyangels.blogspot.com/"&gt;Max'&lt;/a&gt; blogsite (see my Links)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111151770377891177?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111151770377891177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111151770377891177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111151770377891177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111151770377891177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/ohksaal-ahm.html' title='Ohksaal Ahm'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111155293697444188</id><published>2005-03-23T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T20:42:16.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KiTikiTexT</title><content type='html'>ERAP nsa likod ni&lt;br /&gt;FVR sa pila sa&lt;br /&gt;ATM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERAP:haha! Alam&lt;br /&gt;ko na pin m0.&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;FVR: an0?&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;ERAP:apat na asterisk.&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;wahahaha!u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sender:&lt;br /&gt;Kat&lt;br /&gt;+639224895807&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent:&lt;br /&gt;23-Mar-2005&lt;br /&gt;12:27:15&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111155293697444188?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111155293697444188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111155293697444188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111155293697444188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111155293697444188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/kitikitext.html' title='KiTikiTexT'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111150539228091720</id><published>2005-03-22T23:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T07:29:52.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gravity</title><content type='html'>Q: How do you stop yourself from falling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Tanga ka ba? You can't. Yung mga taong nagsabing nakagawa non, nagkakamali sila. Akala lang nila they were falling, pero ang totoo, hindi. Kaya nga falling e. Kelan ba biglang lumutang ang isang bagay na bumabagsak??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAG!!! = (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111150539228091720?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111150539228091720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111150539228091720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111150539228091720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111150539228091720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/gravity.html' title='Gravity'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111150252881733236</id><published>2005-03-22T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T07:14:58.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time ko...'to</title><content type='html'>i had my ear pierced&lt;br /&gt;masakit, nakakagulat&lt;br /&gt;with all the mixed emotions&lt;br /&gt;something is satisfied&lt;br /&gt;curiousity, ego&lt;br /&gt;not of much importance&lt;br /&gt;but somewhat made me happy&lt;br /&gt;let me be happy&lt;br /&gt;just this ?twice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111150252881733236?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111150252881733236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111150252881733236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111150252881733236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111150252881733236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-time-koto.html' title='First time ko...&apos;to'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111142007114829626</id><published>2005-03-22T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:33:53.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Note</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOTE:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;ap&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;s &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;a a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g laha&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;. Ma&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;ap&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;s a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g mahaba&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g usapa&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;ap&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;s di&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt; a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g hirap &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g l&lt;strong&gt;oo&lt;/strong&gt;b &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;ami&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g dalawa. &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;aghiwalay kami &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;gay&lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt;g gabi &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;a wala&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g sama &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g l&lt;strong&gt;oo&lt;/strong&gt;b sa isa'&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt; isa. I&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;i&lt;strong&gt;nt&lt;/strong&gt;i&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;di &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;ami&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt; a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g gus&lt;strong&gt;ton&lt;/strong&gt;g ipahiwa&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;ig &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;ami&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g par&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;h&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;ap&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;s a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g gul&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;ap&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;s a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g ba&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;gaya&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;. Par&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;h&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; kami&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g sumuk&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;. Par&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;h&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; kami&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;al&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;. P&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;r&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; par&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;h&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; di&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt; kami&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;agwagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;r&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; hi&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;di ak&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; malu&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;gk&lt;strong&gt;ot&lt;/strong&gt;, dahil hi&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;di kami &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;aghiwalay. Kami pa ri&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;, a&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt; ay&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;s &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;a a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g pr&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;bl&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;ma. &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;gay&lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt; k&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; la&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g uli&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;aramdama&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt; a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g ga&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;i&lt;strong&gt;to&lt;/strong&gt; kasaya. &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;a bawat luha&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;gilid sa mga mata k&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;, 'di k&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt; pi&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;agsisiha&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;gay&lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt; pa&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;agbu&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;ga &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;a a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g laha&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;. Para ak&lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt;g &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;abu&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;u&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;an &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g &lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;i&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;ik. Ku&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g gaa&lt;strong&gt;no&lt;/strong&gt; kabiga&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt; a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g pakiramdam &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;i&lt;strong&gt;ton&lt;/strong&gt;g mga &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;akaraa&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g araw, ga&lt;strong&gt;non&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;ama&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt; kagaa&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;gay&lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt;. Para ak&lt;strong&gt;on&lt;/strong&gt;g &lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;akadr&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;ga, lumulu&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Si dhi&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt; a&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;g dr&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;ga sa buhay k&lt;strong&gt;o&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111142007114829626?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111142007114829626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111142007114829626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111142007114829626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111142007114829626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/note.html' title='Note'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111141099929623098</id><published>2005-03-21T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T10:04:27.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>p*t*ng ina! p*t*ng ina tlga!</title><content type='html'>e2, ktxt ko n nman cya.&lt;br /&gt;gya ng dati, ngta2lo n nman.&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina! p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina tlga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subukn mo mgplwnag, wla nman cya iniintdi.&lt;br /&gt;puro dmdmin nya lng ang mhlga.&lt;br /&gt;ung nrrmdman ko, wla nmng my gus2ng mknig.&lt;br /&gt;kc pra s lhat, ako ang may kslnan, ako ang ngkukulng.&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina! p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina tlga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tnnong ako kung gus2 ko p.&lt;br /&gt;d ko alm ang issgot.&lt;br /&gt;pg cnbi kung oo, bka ptuloy lng akong msktan.&lt;br /&gt;pg cnbi ko nmang hndi, alm kong d ko kkynin, at mssktn dn ako ng sbra.&lt;br /&gt;pero ang ms knkntkot ko, ung sumgot ako ng oo, tpos sbhn nyng ayw n nya.&lt;br /&gt;at sumgot ako ng hndi, tpos sbhn nyng, buti nman.&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina! p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina tlga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d ko msbi s mga kaibgan ko pg mgkaawy kmi.&lt;br /&gt;iniicp ko kc, bka mgiba tngin nla s knya.&lt;br /&gt;icpin nla, cya may prblma.&lt;br /&gt;at ayko ng gnon, kc mhal ko cya.&lt;br /&gt;konswelo n lng s kin ang gus2 rn cya ng mga mhal ko s buhay.&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina! p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina tlga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal kita... mahal na mahal...&lt;br /&gt;kya p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina! p&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;ng ina tlga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111141099929623098?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111141099929623098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111141099929623098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111141099929623098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111141099929623098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/ptng-ina-ptng-ina-tlga.html' title='p*t*ng ina! p*t*ng ina tlga!'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111139138609490692</id><published>2005-03-21T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T04:40:10.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isa, kailan, gusto, madali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;nagbblog hopping ako, ngayon ngayon lang, nang mapadpad ako sa isang blogsite na ngayon ay pinagsisisihan kong pinuntahan. gusto ko lang sana maki-usyoso sa mga nilalaman ng puso niya. pero isang malaking pagkakamali. muntik na akong masaktan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam ko nagkukulang ako. alam ko nakakasakit ako. alam ko kasalanan ko, na ako ang may problema. pero alam ko rin, at siguradong sigurado ako na mahal ko siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'di ko alam kung paano 'ko magbabago? kailangan ko bang laging magbago sa t'wing magmamahal ako? sabagay, kasama 'yun hindi ba? pero sa sobrang dami ko nang pinagdaanang pagbabago, 'di ko na kilala kung sino ba talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try mo magpakatotoo, hindi sapat. may hindi natutuwa. may nasasaktan. try mo mag-effort, hindi naaapreciate, hindi pa rin sapat. mas malala, hindi ka masaya, kasi hindi naman ikaw 'yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sawa na ko mag-isip ng dapat gawin. pero kailangan, sa lalong madaling panahon. ayon kasi sa nabasa ko, pinagsasawaan na mga pagkukulang ko. napapagod na sa taong tulad ko. sabi ko pa naman sa kanya, ngayon lang ako nagmahal ng ganito kaya 'wag niya ako iiwan. ayokong maiwan, hindi ako handa, hindi pa ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko, muntik na ako masaktan... ba naman, pinasalamatan ang lahat, dahil pinapasiya siya. ako, kasama siguro ako dun sa mga nagpapabigat ng loob niya. masakit, pero sabi nga, the truth hurts. kahit pilitin kong isipin na hindi iyon ang katotohanan, wala akong magawa dahil sa kanya na mismo nanggaling. mahirap isiping wala akong ginagawang mabuti sa relasyong ito, pero kahit 'di ko isipin, nandyan lang naman 'yung katotohanang 'yun e. 'di magpapapigil na mamayani sa puso ko, sa puso niya, at sa utak ng mga taong nakapaligid sa aming dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lagi daw siya ang may kasalanan, wala namang naninisi sa kanya. ang akin lang, kung ano nararamdaman ko, sinasabi ko. siya, minamabuti niya pang sabihin sa ibang tao kesa sa 'kin. sabagay, 'di nga naman ibang tao 'yung mga 'yun, mga totoong kaibigan niya 'yun. minsan tuloy, napapatanong ako kung ano ba talagang papel ko sa buhay niya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isang taong ngayon niya lang nakilala.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isang taong 'di niya kinailangan sa buong 17 taon ng buhay niya. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isang taong nagbibigay hirap lang, bakit nga ba hindi na lang bitawan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kailan kaya magiging sapat ang isang tulad ko? kailan kaya magiging ok na ang ako lang? kailan kaya ako mamahalin nang tama na ang maging ako?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gusto kong isipin na wala lang nangyayari. gusto kong gawin 'yung madalas niyang ginagawa, ang umakto na parang wala lang ang lahat. madali sa 'kin ang gustuhin 'to, ngunit mahirap itong isakatuparan. gustuhin ko man, hindi ko magawang magsawalang-bahala. dahil sa t'wing malalaman kong nasasaktan siya, wala akong ibang masisi kundi ang sarili ko. at sa t'wing may masasabi siya sa akin na masakit, wala akong ibang masisi kundi ang sarili ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;madaling sabihing ayoko na. madaling sabihing tama na ang sakitan. madaling talikuran ang maraming bagay. pero mahirap itong gawin. lalo na kung simula't sapul, lahat ng pangakong binitawan, lahat ng salitang binanggit, lahat ng pagmamahal na ipinakita, totoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patuloy akong masasaktan, patuloy siyang masasaktan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hindi ko alam kung paano 'to wawakasan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;parang ito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;isa, kailan, gusto, madali..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hindi ko alam kung paano tatapusin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111139138609490692?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111139138609490692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111139138609490692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111139138609490692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111139138609490692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/isa-kailan-gusto-madali.html' title='Isa, kailan, gusto, madali'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-111141180207867529</id><published>2005-03-20T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T08:03:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four by Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;      1      2   3   4&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; alam mo ba ang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt; mas masakit sa piliin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; ng taong mahal mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt; ang ibang tao kesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; sa iyo? 'yun ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt; ang papiliin ka ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt; taong mahal mo sa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt; pagitan niya at ng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt; mga taong mahalaga rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0&lt;/strong&gt; sa iyo. pareho lang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-111141180207867529?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/111141180207867529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=111141180207867529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111141180207867529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/111141180207867529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/03/four-by-ten.html' title='Four by Ten'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-110736478918231935</id><published>2005-02-03T01:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T09:24:41.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utak vs. Puso, Rd. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sa lahat ng parte ng katawan, puso ang pinakatanga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mahirap sawayin, hindi mapagsabihan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Parang bata 'yan e, 'pag gusto, gusto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hindi mo pwedeng bolahin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kasi 'yan, kahit ganyan, kahit tanga, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kapag nagmahal may paninindigan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-110736478918231935?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/110736478918231935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=110736478918231935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110736478918231935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110736478918231935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/02/utak-vs-puso-rd-2.html' title='Utak vs. Puso, Rd. 2'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-110524905144430400</id><published>2005-01-09T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T21:37:31.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mahal-aga</title><content type='html'>"Hindi ko masabing 'mahal kita' hindi dahil hindi kita mahal kundi dahil mahalaga ka sa 'kin at ayokong maniwala ka sa isang bagay na kahit ako ay hindi sigurado..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-110524905144430400?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/110524905144430400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=110524905144430400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110524905144430400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110524905144430400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2005/01/mahal-aga.html' title='Mahal-aga'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-110216689463505947</id><published>2004-12-04T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T05:28:14.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat got my tongue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while... Ang tagal ko rin 'di nakapagblog ano? Naging busy kasi e, 'di ako masyado nakapag-internet this past few days... Binabasa ko mga previous posts ko, aba'y senti nga ako ano? Ewan ko, basta, kung ano nararamdaman ko, 'yun nilalagay ko. Hindi ko lang dinederetso kasi for public viewing naman itong blog ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tamad ko mag-aral. Ilang absent na rin ako ngayong sem na ito. Gusto ko na nga i-drop 'yung REED 142 ko e, kasi ang sabi ng prof ko 'pag wala raw absent, exempted sa final exam. E nakadalawa na ko, 'di na ko exempted. Ampota naman, akala ko bawas na 'yung pag-aaralan ko sa finals. Kinakatakot ko pa, baka sa sobrang katamaran ko, kailanganin ko ulit magshift next sem. Management Accounting ako ngayon, galing na ko sa Accountancy, lilipat na naman ba ako? Aba'y bago pa ko makagraduate, anong petsa na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa sa mga pinagkakaabalahan ko ngayon ay ang Synergy (dance troupe ng College of Business Administration). Sumali kami recently sa Fusion (dance contest naman sa campus), and we bagged the first price. Although tatlo lang kami naglaban-laban, I still think may laban kami kahit marami pang groups ang sumali. "Ghost" ang sinayaw namin, by Michael Jackson. Costume namin 'yung tulad sa sinauna, 'yung may mga ruffles ruffles pa. Tapos 'yung mukha namin, tinakpan ng malagkit na oatmeal at gawgaw. Medyo mabaho pero ok lang. May mga nakikihipo pa nga e (sa mukha namin ha?!). Namangha sa prosthetics namin. Hirap sumayaw, sa sobrang hataw, naglalambitin 'yung mga oatmeal. 'Pag baba nga namin, biglang dumi ng stage, he he he... Tapos dun sa collaboration ng lahat ng groups, lumalayo ata sila sa sobrang diri, kasi nga ang dumi namin. Anyway, may 2000 naman kami, I guess all the effort's worth it. Or is it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang pinaghirapan namin 'yung piece (ghost) na 'yun. Ang daming problems na lumitaw during the practice. Mga tampuhan, mga reklamo, mga pasaway, mga pasaway at mga pasaway pa. Biruin mong puro pala kami pasaway. Noong isang bes, 8am ang call time, 11am na, kami pa lang ni Anna (ka-synergy ko) tao sa dorm. Biruin mo 'yun. Nung umaga naman, the day of the contest, ang usapan 8am din. Aba, 9 am na, tulog pa ako. Inakyat pa ako ng Headcom namin para gisingin. Purrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraming tao ang dumating sa buhay ko this past few weeks/months. Nung una akala ko, so-so lang ang mga taong ito, 'di ko akalaing magiging malaking bahagi sila ng buhay ko. Tanong ko nga sa sarili ko, bakit kaya ngayon ko lang sila nakilala? Alangan namang magreklamo pa ko, swerte ko nga't naging kaibigan ko sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tuloy ang buhay. Tuloy ang ikot ng mundo. Tuloy ang blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat po sa mga taong dumadaan-daan dito at nakiki-share ng mga kasentihan ko sa buhay. Lalong salamat dun sa mga nagtatag pa at nagcocomment sa mga posts ko. Alam ko minsan corny, pero sabi nga ni shabet, I'm just keeping it real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sehl_cute@yahoo.com - friendster account ko po, add niyo ko&lt;br /&gt;0922-493-2620 - yes, sun cellular din ako, text niyo ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang dito na lang po muna, salamat ulit sa pagbisita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-110216689463505947?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/110216689463505947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=110216689463505947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110216689463505947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110216689463505947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/12/cat-got-my-tongue.html' title='Cat got my tongue'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-110207027280817979</id><published>2004-12-03T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T05:13:06.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm coming back</title><content type='html'>hey, one minute i thought i was lost...&lt;br /&gt;well, i am, as a matter of fact lost...&lt;br /&gt;i just thought i'll never ever find my way back...&lt;br /&gt;i entered somewhere i thought i'll be happy...&lt;br /&gt;well i was happy, at least for a while...&lt;br /&gt;but it started to hurt, somewhat badly...&lt;br /&gt;i had my share of tears and complaints...&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm finding my way out...&lt;br /&gt;it hurts still...&lt;br /&gt;but it is something that must be done...&lt;br /&gt;it's something called letting go...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm coming back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-110207027280817979?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/110207027280817979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=110207027280817979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110207027280817979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110207027280817979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-coming-back.html' title='I&apos;m coming back'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-110157613009480853</id><published>2004-11-28T01:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T02:27:43.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices, choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[I've been pondering about this for quite sometime now. But still I end up being more confused and having more questions.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If YoU LoVe SoMeOnE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) FiGhT FoR HeR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And daling sabihin no? Kahit papaano madali ring gawin basta pangatawanan mo lang 'yung mga sinasabi mo. 'Yung mga binibitawan mong pangako. Pati ang pag-asang binabahagi mo. Ang mahirap lang sa choice na ito ay ang tinatawag na timing. Kelan ka nga ba dapat magsimulang lumaban? Siguro 'pag may mga tao nang nakikialam sa relasyon nyong dalawa. O kaya 'pag may pumipigil o humahadalang na sa pagitan niyo. E paano kung tinutulak ka na nya palayo, as in nung taong pinaglalaban mo, lalaban ka pa rin ba? Magmamatigas ka pa rin ba? E kelan ka naman kaya dapat tumigil sa paglaban? 'Pag nakakasawa na? May nakakasawa nga ba 'pag nagmamahal? Baka 'pag tinutulak ka na palayo, tsaka ka lang titigil. E ba't lumaban ka pa? Hirap na hirap kang lumaban, 'yun pala sinuko ka na (text ito). Hirap na hirap kang lumaban, 'yun pala susuko ka rin. Sabagay, may second choice ka pa naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) LeT HeR Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madali rin itong sabihin. Problema lang mahirap namang gawin at pangatawanan, pwera na lang kung nagfifeeling ka lang na mahal mo talaga siya, otherwise it'll take up all your time, energy and emotions. Kelan naman ba ito applicable? Syempre pag pinagtutulakan ka na, kelangan mo bumitaw. O kelangan nga ba talaga?? Dito yata papasok 'yung 'pag sinuko ka na nung tao. No choice na e, parang wala nang point para lumaban. Pero sabi ko nga, mahirap gawin. 'Yung isipin na lang na mawawala sa'yo taong mahal mo, halos 'di mo na kayanin, 'yun pa kayang ikaw ang bibitaw. Pero kapit ka nga ng kapit, 'di mo naman namalayan, sa hangin ka na lang pala nakahawak, dahil matagal ka na niya binitawan. Kung may third choice lang sana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) To NoT LoVe aT aLL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At heto ang third choice. Wala naman sigurong pipili nito db?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[O 'di ba ang hirap? Pero ang alam ko lang, 'pag dumating 'yung pagkakataon na kailangan mo nang mamili, pero ayaw mong pumili dahil hindi ka nakakasigurado sa mangyayari pagkatapos nito, mahihirapan ka lang lalo. Dahil kung naninigurado ka, nagkakamali ka ng pinapasok, dahil sa pagmamahal, laging walang kasiguraduhan.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-110157613009480853?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/110157613009480853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=110157613009480853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110157613009480853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/110157613009480853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/11/choices-choices.html' title='Choices, choices'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-109975987201562970</id><published>2004-11-07T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T08:58:19.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Utak vs. Puso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sa lahat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ng gagawin mo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;huwag &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;na huwag &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na huwag &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;kang matatakot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sundin mo lang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;palagi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ang sinasabi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ng puso mo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ng may &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kaunting gamit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;din ng utak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kahit papano. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bakit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dahil ang utak, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NAGSISINUNGALING pa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pero, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ang puso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;palaging nagsasabi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ng TOTOO, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;minsan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;talaga lang &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAKAKALITO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-109975987201562970?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/109975987201562970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=109975987201562970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109975987201562970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109975987201562970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/11/utak-vs-puso.html' title='Utak vs. Puso'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-109974658150910577</id><published>2004-11-06T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T18:24:12.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've fallen for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is this i'm feelin'&lt;br /&gt;I just can't explain&lt;br /&gt;When you're near,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not just the same.&lt;br /&gt;I try to hide it,&lt;br /&gt;Try not to show it.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy&lt;br /&gt;It could'nt be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my heart gave in&lt;br /&gt;And i'm fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;I fin'lly know&lt;br /&gt;How it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you said hello,&lt;br /&gt;I look in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I felt good inside.&lt;br /&gt;Is this really happ'nin?&lt;br /&gt;Or am I just dreaming?&lt;br /&gt;I guess, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my heart gave in.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;I fin'lly know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;So this is love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter where I am,&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you still linger in my mind&lt;br /&gt;No matter what time of day&lt;br /&gt;I've really, really&lt;br /&gt;Fallen for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my heart gave in.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;I fin'lly know how it feels&lt;br /&gt;So this is love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...ewan ko ba? pero last night, habang inaayos ko ang blog ko, i found myself singing this song. siguro kasi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...na-obvious ba na nanonood ako ng &lt;em&gt;Hiram&lt;/em&gt;? Ok naman kasi 'yung storya e. tsaka kapamilya kasi ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...anyway, about the song, sarap ma-inlove no? pero 'yun e kung the feeling is mutual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pero nanonood din ako ng &lt;em&gt;Forever in My Heart&lt;/em&gt;. Palipat-lipat kasi ako. Lalo na 'pag nakakatamad 'yung mga scenes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pero minsan hindi pwede e. it's either may iba siyang gusto o sadyang hindi ka lang talaga niya gusto. Mas masakit 'yung huli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hindi na masyado nakaka-excite ang &lt;em&gt;Mulawin&lt;/em&gt;. Mabuti pa nung medyo simula pa lang. Parang &lt;em&gt;Marina&lt;/em&gt;, buti patapos na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ang masaklap, malalaman mo lang na hindi pwede 'pag huli na ang lahat. You're already head over heels in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...mas na-eenjoy ko ngaun ang &lt;em&gt;Starstruck&lt;/em&gt;, pero pinapanood ko rin ang &lt;em&gt;SCQ NTQ&lt;/em&gt;. Siguro kasi not until last night, wala pang final batch of questors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...kung gaano kadali ang mag-fall in love, gan'on naman kahirap mag-fall out of love. Ang hirap pilitin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...akala ko ba kapamilya ako? Naimpluwensiyahan lang siguro ako na bigyan ng chance ang mga kapuso. Ok naman e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...minsan, you have to move on badly due to certain circumstances. Kaya lang it takes time daw sabi nila. ang problema, you don't have all the time in the world...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-109974658150910577?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/109974658150910577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=109974658150910577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109974658150910577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109974658150910577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/11/ive-fallen-for-you.html' title='I&apos;ve fallen for you'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-109958032713084725</id><published>2004-11-04T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T08:36:16.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapters of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 01: Love is &lt;em&gt;Blissful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Blooming ka ngaun??&lt;br /&gt;asus! Cno ang mswertng babae/lalaki?&lt;br /&gt;(mswerte raw?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bkit pg in love k msya ka?&lt;br /&gt;ang srap sa dibdib no?&lt;br /&gt;lalo n pg nkikita mo cya&lt;br /&gt;o kya pg kinausp k nya&lt;br /&gt;mhirap i-contain sa loob db?&lt;br /&gt;prng gus2 mo icgaw..&lt;br /&gt;ganon ata tlga un e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wlang nkkbadtrip sa arw-arw&lt;br /&gt;kc msaya k, wla tlga&lt;br /&gt;pwera n lng ung mkta mo cyng may kausp n iba&lt;br /&gt;nkngiti, ngeenjoy&lt;br /&gt;sa piling nga lng ng iba&lt;br /&gt;pero pg nsulypan k nman&lt;br /&gt;tpos bbtiin k&lt;br /&gt;taragis!&lt;br /&gt;cloud 9 ito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokpok b dting mo?&lt;br /&gt;hndi nman..&lt;br /&gt;ngppka22o k lng&lt;br /&gt;wlng msama dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mnsan p nga khit mg-isa k lng&lt;br /&gt;abay nkngiti s kwlan&lt;br /&gt;mhirap p nmng piglan ang ngiti&lt;br /&gt;lalo n kung overwlmng tlga&lt;br /&gt;Sarap!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 02: Love is &lt;em&gt;Martyrdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Cnsktan k na, ok lng..&lt;br /&gt;ikaw n inway, ikaw p mkikipgbati..&lt;br /&gt;cya p mgmamatgas, ikaw nman hhbul-habol pa..&lt;br /&gt;may times p n mgagalit k &lt;br /&gt;dahil may ngawa siyang masakit,&lt;br /&gt;pero pag d lumpit, kaw ang mgpapkumbaba..&lt;br /&gt;minsn pa, ittry mo tiicn..&lt;br /&gt;pero pucha, d nman mkaya.&lt;br /&gt;ikaw nmn mgttry mgmatigas, pero d mgttgal,&lt;br /&gt;kaw din ang unang lumlmbot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremes, yung mlaman mo n niloloko k lng&lt;br /&gt;pero 'di k mkbitaw..&lt;br /&gt;bkit? kc mhal mo..&lt;br /&gt;pra sa iba ktngahan n un&lt;br /&gt;ktangahan n kung ktngahan..&lt;br /&gt;pero pra sau, pgmmhal ang twag dun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan p, &lt;br /&gt;mgkkwento un tungkol sa crush o love nya..&lt;br /&gt;kaw, khit ngdudugo n puso mo (ang corny?!)&lt;br /&gt;nsa tabi nya, nkiking, ngpapayo..&lt;br /&gt;cnsugradong patas ang mga slitang bnbitawan&lt;br /&gt;martir nga e db?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 03: Love is &lt;em&gt;Restless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Sabi nila, 'pag may tigyawat, in love&lt;br /&gt;amp, totoo pla ito&lt;br /&gt;dhil pg in love ka, d k mktulog&lt;br /&gt;and u do the math...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corny no?&lt;br /&gt;lagi nman, bsta mula sa puso&lt;br /&gt;at isa png corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi mo siyang naiicp&lt;br /&gt;pag nkhiga k na sa kma, sa gabi&lt;br /&gt;cya ung iniicp mo&lt;br /&gt;ung mga npguspan niyo ng buong arw&lt;br /&gt;at ung mga pguusapn niyo knbukasan&lt;br /&gt;at pg m22log k n tlga, ung ppkit n lng&lt;br /&gt;mukha nya ung huli mong alaala&lt;br /&gt;tpos pg ngcng k s mdaling-arw (kung d k tulog mntika)&lt;br /&gt;cya p rin ung iniicp mo&lt;br /&gt;tpos mkktulog k ulit&lt;br /&gt;at pg gcng mo s umga, weird mn at klhati&lt;br /&gt;cya p rin nsa icp mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung tulog k nga, ginugulo k nya&lt;br /&gt;lalo n ngaung gcng k n..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ung mga normal mong gngwa&lt;br /&gt;di mo n mgwa ng ayos&lt;br /&gt;lalo n cympre pg mgkaawy kau&lt;br /&gt;o kung d k nya pnpncn..&lt;br /&gt;kht tngin mo bc k&lt;br /&gt;hndi pwdeng wla cyng puwng sa isip mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa mdaling sabi&lt;br /&gt;wla kng kilos n di mo cya ksma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"...hindi k b nppgod??&lt;br /&gt;Knina k p kc tumtkbo sa icp ko..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 04: Love is &lt;em&gt;Blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Npatawa k no?&lt;br /&gt;luma nang ksbihan..&lt;br /&gt;ang corny db?&lt;br /&gt;corny, pero ang masklap, totoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa totoo lng, di nman tlga bulag e..&lt;br /&gt;mangyri lng, ngbubulgbulgan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung mhal mo, hrap hrapan k nng nilo2ko&lt;br /&gt;pero ano ang mri2nig sau, "frnds lng cla"..&lt;br /&gt;"wla akong dpat ika-inscure"..&lt;br /&gt;"mhal ako nun"..&lt;br /&gt;"may tiwla ako s knya"..&lt;br /&gt;ppsok n nman ang mga wlang alm (babae't lalaki)&lt;br /&gt;ssbihin n nman, ktngahan n yan&lt;br /&gt;pero cympre ang sgot mo&lt;br /&gt;ang wlng kmtyang, pgmmhal ang twag dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron nman, s cmula lng tanga, este bulag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cnsbhan n n msma ugli ng gf/bf, &lt;br /&gt;kaw p mgglit (dpat lng)&lt;br /&gt;ipgttnggol, &lt;br /&gt;pti mga dti ng kaibgan aawyin (mali n 'to)&lt;br /&gt;you &amp;amp; me against d world ang drama&lt;br /&gt;pero isng arw, nauntog k s pder&lt;br /&gt;bumukol&lt;br /&gt;ang malala, di lng s noo mskit&lt;br /&gt;pati s puso&lt;br /&gt;dhil sbay s pgka-untog ay ang pgkamulat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hndi mkpnwlang inway mo ang lhat pra s knya&lt;br /&gt;iuuntog p ng mrming beses s pder ang ulo&lt;br /&gt;hbang cnsbing, "Ang tnga tnga ko, bkit ako ngpktnga?"&lt;br /&gt;(ay, inamin din??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 05: Love is &lt;em&gt;Her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Eto nkktawa...&lt;br /&gt;Bukod s lgi mo cya iniicp&lt;br /&gt;Gus2 mo ay lging siya&lt;br /&gt;Hndi ba?&lt;br /&gt;Mrinig mo lng 2munog celphne mo&lt;br /&gt;Maeexcite k n&lt;br /&gt;Filing mo cya&lt;br /&gt;Khit alm mong may ktxt k nman tlgng iba&lt;br /&gt;Kdisapoint, pero aasa p rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mnsan, pra di msyado mdisapoint&lt;br /&gt;Pag may ngtext&lt;br /&gt;i-susupres ang exctement&lt;br /&gt;ssnhin, "hndi cya yan"&lt;br /&gt;"Si ____ (yung ktxt mo knina) lng yan..."&lt;br /&gt;pero pg si ____ nga, mdidisapoint p rin&lt;br /&gt;impokrito??&lt;br /&gt;Pero ang mgnda s technik n ito&lt;br /&gt;Pg cya tlga ung ngtext&lt;br /&gt;Shetness!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nthng cmpares (amp, ang lalim!)&lt;br /&gt;Ccgaw k p, "Di ko 2 ineexpct!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ang msya tlaga e pg 22ong unexpctd n&lt;br /&gt;Ung tipong maint n ulo mo s init&lt;br /&gt;Pero pg dting mo ng skul&lt;br /&gt;Cya una mo mkikita&lt;br /&gt;Pawi ang bnas, lgkit at luha (OA??)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHAPTER 06: &lt;em&gt;What&lt;/em&gt; is Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Common question&lt;br /&gt;Yet different answers..&lt;br /&gt;Here's something from&lt;br /&gt;"A Walk to Remember"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Love is always patient and kind'&lt;br /&gt;'It is never jealous'&lt;br /&gt;'Love is never boastful or conceited'&lt;br /&gt;'It is never rude or selfish'&lt;br /&gt;'It does not take offense and it is not resentful'&lt;br /&gt;'Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins, but delights in the truth'&lt;br /&gt;'It is always ready to excuse'&lt;br /&gt;'To trust'&lt;br /&gt;'To hope'&lt;br /&gt;'And to endure whatever comes'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 Corinthians 13:4 to 7)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...ako, ngsslita lng from exprience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-109958032713084725?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/109958032713084725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=109958032713084725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109958032713084725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109958032713084725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/11/chapters-of-love.html' title='Chapters of Love'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-109933359697008105</id><published>2004-11-02T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T08:30:59.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tete-a-tete</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; gnito kc un max..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ngttnong cya kung may ibg sbhin ng b daw ung mwaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; ay, surprise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; o tapos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; binlkan ko cya ng tnong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sbi ko: "Bkit k b nnliligaw in d frst plce?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; hnging qustion un kgbi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sbi ko pgicpan nya ovrnyt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ang tgal mgrply&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; tpos sbi nya: "npaicp ako dun a. pra mkilala ko pa cya?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; a ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; nanliligaw siya para makilala nia pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; tpos sbi ko: "O e bkit kung anu-ano iniicp mo? wg mo muna intndhin ung nrrmdman nya pra sau. d k pnga sure kung mhal mo ung tao e. bka nman gus2 mo lng mgka gf? no ofense ment. ngttnong lng.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; sori nawala na naman ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; take two tau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; tpos sbi ko: "O e bkit kung anu-ano iniicp mo? wg mo muna intndhin ung nrrmdman nya pra sau. d k pnga sure kung mhal mo ung tao e. bka nman gus2 mo lng mgka gf? no ofense ment. ngttnong lng.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; so ibig sabihin dahil gudto mo pang makilala si ____, liligawan mo na siya?&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; mali di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; tapos anong sagot nia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; exciting ito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mali un 4 me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ako gus2 ko mkilala ung tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; tngnan ko kung mmhalin ko b cya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pg mnahal ko n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; tsaka ko mnliligw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; dhil pg nnligaw n agad ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; yun ang tama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; tpos may trait cya n ayw ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; wla n itong urungan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ayko mksakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; lalo na mngiwan sa ere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; bakit kaya di mo yan sabihin sa kanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; i think he needs to hear that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; cnsgot ko lng mga tnong nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; cnbi ko n rin nman khit papano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pero nnliligaw n cya e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; wla n tau mggawa dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; pwede pa naman siyang umurong a..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sabi ko lng wg nya pproblemhn srili nya gaung hndi nya p namn mhal ung tao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; lalo pat wala pa namang feelings involved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; at lalung lalong wag cya mgcguro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sbgay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; baka naman mahal na nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pero mhirap bwiin ung mga nsabi n e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; db?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; in denial lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; hndi p max..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mlabo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; tsaka bat cya mgdedeny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; e gus2 nya nga mgseryoso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; db?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; may point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; pero bakit ngtatanong na siya kung may ibig sbhin ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; anong gusto nia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; gusto niang maging sila ciempre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; tngin ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ninigurado cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; n hndi cya mbbusted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pnaalala ko lng s knya n tsinelas ang hnap nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; hndi spatos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; naDCng muli??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; hindi na noh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; napangiti lang ako dun sa cnabi mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; so, anong decisyon nia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mllaman ntin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ktxt ko p rin cya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; haaaay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; aprove ko n pla frnd rquest nyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; nxt qustion nya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ano daw dpat gwin pra d mgsawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; bakwanangshet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute: &lt;/strong&gt;ang dming rutwords..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; anong sagot mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sbi ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mgmhal lng cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; wg isipn n mgsswa in d future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; kung anong gustong gwin ngaun, gwin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; dapat cnabi mo "tangina, __ wag mo nang ituloy yan.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; dhil ang pgsswa, kusang dumdting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; d npipigilan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; "makakasakit ka lang.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mnsan lng, enuf n ung luv pra maoverluk ung pgsasawa factor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pwede...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; tingin ko, pag mahal mo talaga ang 1 tao, di ka magsasawa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pero mnsan db??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mhal mo nman pero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; bakwanangshet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; si ____?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; prang pauli-ulit...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; gnda ngiti no??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; pero ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mnsan nkksawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; oo..ganda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; siguro nga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; pero bakit ang nagmamaghalan nagkakasawaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; pero ang magkakaibigan hindi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; isipin mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; intresting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sure k??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; sure na ano?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt;  pero ang magkakaibigan hindi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; nagsasawa ka na ba sakin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; hndi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; #:-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; :-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; o eh bakit nga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; bakit nga ganon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ewn ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; kc cguro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; hindi ba pwedeng ang lovers magturingang friends or bestfriends para di sila magkasawaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; iba level ng pgmamahalan ng frnds sa lovers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; e d sna frnds n lng le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; *cla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; dgital LG challenge b ito??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; bat naman kasi naimbento pa ang love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; eh di sana friends na lang lahat ng tao sa mundo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; para walang sawaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; e d sna wlang rlationshps???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; khit anng rlationshps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; kaya nga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; walang sakitan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; walang lokohan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; walang iwanan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; khit anng rlationshps...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mother and chldren..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; friendship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; teacher and studnts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; gets mo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; khit papano kelngan ng luv dun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; i mean yung lovers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pra mgtagal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; oo nga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; sana lang ganon kaintense ang love ng mga tao sa bawat isa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; para maovercome ang sawaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; lalo na sa lovers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; next question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; pano mo malalaman kung di ka na magsasawa sa mamahalin mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; hndi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; para kasing nakakatakot nang maginvest ng feelings kung may doubt ka na pagsasawaan ka rin nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; un ung risk n kelngan mo itake tlga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; kung wlng risk, pano k ssya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; kung lhat ng tao ntakot mg take ng risk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; e d sna wla ung mga imbnsyong gngmit ntin ngaun??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; wla ung mga kaalmng alm ntin ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; db??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pra kc skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; normal ang pgsswa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; lalo ng pg lgi kau mgksama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pero hndi nman porque ngswa k n..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; nwala n rin ung luv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; db?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pero mnsan ganon nga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; hndi lng un pgsswa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; its mirly foling out of luv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; tnx..master sehl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; parallel na nga yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; pagsasawa = falling out of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; so, as long as may love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; walang sawaan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; nge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; preho kau ni __&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sbi nya nman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; gling mo nman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pwede n png pcket buks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; baket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sbi ko s srili ko, kung alm mo lng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he  he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; di ko nagets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; sabi niya naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; sabi ko sa sarili ko, kung alam mo lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; galing ko daw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; a..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pwede n png pocket buks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sbi ko nman to myself lng, "kung alm mo lng"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; sumsulat me..&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; katxt mo pa siya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; lam mo, yang mga ganyang bagay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; yang mga words of wisdom mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; yan ang ilagay mo sa blog mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; marami kang matutulungan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; na maliwanagan ang buhay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; O:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; oo nga no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; e naiicp ko lng nman un pg may ngttnong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; wg k mgalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; isesave ko 2ng uspn n ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ito kya ipost ko??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; eto na mismo ipost mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; cge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; msya ito boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; courtesy of max...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pucah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; bwehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; pucah?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pucah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; =))=))=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; di ba cartoon charcater un?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; pucah cho??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; mga pucahmon??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; hindi!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; si pucah, ung singkit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; yung walang mata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; he he he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sehl_cute:&lt;/strong&gt; ung kulay pula b ito??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; oo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maxie12purple:&lt;/strong&gt; exciting di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-109933359697008105?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/109933359697008105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=109933359697008105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109933359697008105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109933359697008105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/11/tete-tete.html' title='Tete-a-tete'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-109863648477153911</id><published>2004-10-25T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T07:58:45.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulit-ulit</title><content type='html'>Nagmahal ka na ba?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nasaktan?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nangako na hindi na ulit magmamahal ng lubusan?&lt;br /&gt;Pero nagmahal pa rin ng lubusan?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nasaktan ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nangakong hindi na magpapakatanga?&lt;br /&gt;Pero nagpakatanga ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nasaktan ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos sinumpang hindi na muli magmamahal?&lt;br /&gt;Pero nagmahal ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nasaktan ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos sinabing hindi na uulit?&lt;br /&gt;Pero umulit muli?&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nasaktan ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Paulit-ulit...&lt;br /&gt;Tanga ba ang tawag sa'yo?&lt;br /&gt;Bobo?&lt;br /&gt;Gago?&lt;br /&gt;Ulol?&lt;br /&gt;Sira-ulo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi...&lt;br /&gt;Nagkataon lang...&lt;br /&gt;Tao ang tawag sa'yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-109863648477153911?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/109863648477153911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=109863648477153911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109863648477153911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109863648477153911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/10/paulit-ulit.html' title='Paulit-ulit'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-109863077902134331</id><published>2004-10-24T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T08:02:36.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting...</title><content type='html'>It's...&lt;br /&gt;What time is it?? It's 11 in the evening...&lt;br /&gt;And I'm still &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up late last night&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt; all the while&lt;br /&gt;But it didn’t come&lt;br /&gt;And I was left &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone...&lt;br /&gt;Sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I woke up late this morning&lt;br /&gt;Started the day &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The sun was up&lt;br /&gt;And I'm &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now look outside my window&lt;br /&gt;I can see no sun anymore...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have grown tired of &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was patient...&lt;br /&gt;Never been this patient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then suddenly it arrives&lt;br /&gt;And then suddenly I realized&lt;br /&gt;All the while...&lt;br /&gt;All I was &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt; for&lt;br /&gt;Is for me to get hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-109863077902134331?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/109863077902134331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=109863077902134331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109863077902134331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109863077902134331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/10/waiting.html' title='Waiting...'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-109836854287329986</id><published>2004-10-21T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T08:13:43.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Hope, Friend...Decide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While waiting to pick up a friend at the airport in Portland, Oregon, I had one of those life-changing experiences that you hear other people talk about - the kind that sneaks up on you unexpectedly. This one occurred a mere two feet away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Straining to locate my friend among the passengers deplaning through the jetway, I noticed a man coming toward me carrying two light bags. He stopped right next to me to greet his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            First he mentioned to the youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other's face, I heard the father say, "It's good to see you, son. I missed you so much!" His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes, and replied softly, "Me too, Dad!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Then the man stood up, gazed in the eyes of his oldest son (Maybe nine or ten) and while cupping his son's face in his hands said, "You're already quite a young man. I love you very much, Zach!" They too hugged a most loving, tender hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            While this was happening, a baby girl (Perhaps one-and-a-half) was squirming excitedly in her mother's arm, never once taking her little eyes off the wonderful sight of her returning father. The man said, "Hi, baby girl!" as he gently took the child from her mother. He quickly kissed her face all over and then held her close to his chest while rocking her from side to side. The little girl instantly relaxed and simply laid her head on his shoulder, motionless in pure contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            After several moments, he handed his daughter to his oldest son and declared, "I've saved the best for last!" and proceeded to give his wife the longest most passionate kiss I ever remember seeing. He gazed into her eyes for several seconds and then silently mouthed, "I love you so much!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            They stare into each other's eyes, beaming big smiles at one another, while holding both hands. For an instant they reminded me of newly-weds, but I knew by the age of their kids that they couldn't be possibly be. I puzzled about it for a moment then realized how totally engrossed I was in the wonderful display of unconditional love not more than an arm's length away from me. I suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if I were invading something sacred, but was amazed to hear my voice nervously ask, "Wow! How long have you been married?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            "Been together fourteen years total, married twelve of those," he replied, without breaking his gaze from his lovely wife's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            "Well then, how long have you been away?" I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The man finally turned and looked at me, still beaming his joyous smile. "Two whole days!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Two days? I was stunned. By the intensity of the greeting, I had assumed he'd been gone for at least several weeks - if not months. I know my expression betrayed me, I said almost offhandedly, hoping to end my intrusion with some semblance of grace (and to get back to searching for my friend), "I hope my marriage is still that passionate after twelve years!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            The man suddenly stopped smiling. He looked me straight in the eye, and with forcefulness that burned right into my soul, he told me something that left me a different person. He told me, "don't hope, friend...decide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            Then he flashed me his wonderful smile again, shook my hand and said, "God bless!" with that, he and his family turned and strode away together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I was still watching that exceptional man and his special family walk just out of my sight when my friend came up to me and asked, "What'cha looking at?" Without hesitating, and a curious sense of certainty, I replied, "My future!" (By Michael Hargrove)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-109836854287329986?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/109836854287329986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=109836854287329986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109836854287329986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109836854287329986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/10/dont-hope-frienddecide.html' title='Don&apos;t Hope, Friend...Decide'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8144780.post-109395867461418993</id><published>2004-08-31T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T07:20:18.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First time ko...</title><content type='html'>i'm happy...&lt;br /&gt;i now have my own blog...&lt;br /&gt;what do you expect...&lt;br /&gt;every firsts is supposed to be happy...&lt;br /&gt;in the beginning that is...&lt;br /&gt;let me be happy...&lt;br /&gt;just this once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8144780-109395867461418993?l=gallahad28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/feeds/109395867461418993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8144780&amp;postID=109395867461418993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109395867461418993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8144780/posts/default/109395867461418993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gallahad28.blogspot.com/2004/08/first-time-ko.html' title='First time ko...'/><author><name>gallahad06</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09814703815459345432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
