<?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-7528837</id><updated>2011-09-01T21:11:29.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopelessly Addicted</title><subtitle type='html'>I don't know why but suddenly I'm falling...
I was so blind...
I was loving you all the time...
And now I'm
Hopelessly addicted...
Helplessly attracted...
Chemically reacted...
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-531369258146158691</id><published>2007-12-06T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T20:22:28.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU'RE MINE, I'M YOURS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are the star in the night&lt;br /&gt;You are my guiding light&lt;br /&gt;I am the sun that gives you smile&lt;br /&gt;I will walk with you in every mile&lt;br /&gt;From this moment, we are one. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I love you, every night and every day&lt;br /&gt;Baby I need you, no matter what people say&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend my whole life, it's true...living with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I want you, just come what may&lt;br /&gt;Baby I cherish you even there's a price to pay&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you, and kiss you&lt;br /&gt;That's all I want to do. . .&lt;br /&gt;You're mine, I'm yours forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am your wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;You are my dream, yes you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm the knight in shining armor&lt;br /&gt;Only it's you I adore&lt;br /&gt;From this moment, we are one. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For always and forever, you and me together&lt;br /&gt;Wherever, whenever, love is in the air. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**This is a copy of the song Sherwin composed &amp;amp; sang to me when he proposed.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-531369258146158691?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/531369258146158691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=531369258146158691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/531369258146158691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/531369258146158691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/12/youre-mine-im-yours.html' title='YOU&apos;RE MINE, I&apos;M YOURS'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-8062180656843893744</id><published>2007-05-24T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T18:18:34.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I lie here, still, unmoving&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts drift to an earlier time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love was new, and with every breath&lt;br /&gt;We spoke each other’s name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always rushed home, longing for the touch&lt;br /&gt;The touch of a lover’s embrace and a lovers kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we did was for each other, but now&lt;br /&gt;The motions have taken control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't as it was, the sad truth&lt;br /&gt;The flame that was so bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for those days, of love&lt;br /&gt;Days of dedication and joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they are in the past, reality set in&lt;br /&gt;It couldn't last forever, those feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is hope, a bright anew&lt;br /&gt;But there must be a sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must give it to Him, our God&lt;br /&gt;Only he can bring us back to the beginning. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**I dunno when we started again. But we're trying to work things out. I'm still hurt but I know one day I can love him just like before or even much more. It's up to Him. I'm still praying and hoping for the best.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-8062180656843893744?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/8062180656843893744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=8062180656843893744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/8062180656843893744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/8062180656843893744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-beginning.html' title='A New Beginning'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-4150521259819292637</id><published>2007-05-07T07:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T07:24:54.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you make me see&lt;br /&gt;for just how stupid I can be&lt;br /&gt;the times when you're around with me&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you stand&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just understand&lt;br /&gt;why we build castles in the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you give a sigh&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I know you lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My presence you now often ignore&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what this love is for&lt;br /&gt;I even hate the way you snore&lt;br /&gt;You snore just like a raging boar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you 'cause you didn't stay&lt;br /&gt;I hate you 'cause you didn't say&lt;br /&gt;that you will love me all the way&lt;br /&gt;to truly hate you, I wish I may&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way you smile at me&lt;br /&gt;I know that's stupidity&lt;br /&gt;what's worse, I miss to be with you&lt;br /&gt;and worst because I know its true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things I hate, some things I miss&lt;br /&gt;some things I chose to reminisce&lt;br /&gt;some things I hate because of you&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself of loving you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-4150521259819292637?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/4150521259819292637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=4150521259819292637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/4150521259819292637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/4150521259819292637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate.html' title='I Hate'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-3477087479233921455</id><published>2007-05-05T06:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:05:04.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate U!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate the way you talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;and the way you cut your hair.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you drive my car,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you stare.&lt;br /&gt;I hate your big dumb combat boots&lt;br /&gt;and the way you read my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick,&lt;br /&gt;it even makes me rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you're always right,&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you lie.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;even worse when you make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you're not around,&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that you didn't call.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you,&lt;br /&gt;not even close¦&lt;br /&gt;not even a little bit¦&lt;br /&gt;not even at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From the movie "10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-3477087479233921455?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/3477087479233921455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=3477087479233921455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/3477087479233921455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/3477087479233921455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-hate-u.html' title='I Hate U!'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-3770020910261834354</id><published>2007-05-01T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T00:13:49.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sick of feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;I hate this overwhelming feeling of pain&lt;br /&gt;And I hate the fact that I feel this way&lt;br /&gt;Because you used my love in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what you've done to me&lt;br /&gt;Look what I've become&lt;br /&gt;You just sat there this whole time&lt;br /&gt;Watching me slowly coming undone&lt;br /&gt;You know, I really thought you loved me&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that was nothing but a big lie&lt;br /&gt;You said you'd be here till the end&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, you left me here to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent so many nights crying myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I had no one to talk to&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was worthless&lt;br /&gt;Like I was nothing without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sick of being this way&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm better than this&lt;br /&gt;But regardless of everything&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, you're still the one I always miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't get it&lt;br /&gt;You've broken my heart&lt;br /&gt;Yet I still love you with every broken piece of it&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm still falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my feelings for you&lt;br /&gt;That I keep inside&lt;br /&gt;Never really go away&lt;br /&gt;Because deep down is where they reside. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-3770020910261834354?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/3770020910261834354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=3770020910261834354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/3770020910261834354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/3770020910261834354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-sick-of-feeling-this-way-i-hate-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-9175094652698662674</id><published>2007-04-30T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T11:59:46.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fiesta!</title><content type='html'>Visit &lt;a href="http://sweetbataan.myjournal.ph/"&gt;http://sweetbataan.myjournal.ph/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by my brother Joel Jerrold S. Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-9175094652698662674?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/9175094652698662674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=9175094652698662674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/9175094652698662674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/9175094652698662674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-fiesta.html' title='Happy Fiesta!'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-3087925161237161176</id><published>2007-04-24T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:42:52.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Are My Girls At?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This one is for the girl you can take home to mom, but won't because its easier to be around with a whore than work on a relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the girls who have been led on by words and kisses and touches, all of which were either only true for the moment, or never real to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the girls who have allowed a guy into their head and heart and bed, only to discover that he's just not ready, he's just not over "her", he's just not looking to be tied down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the girls who believe the excuses because it's easier to believe that it's not that they don't want you, it's that they don't want anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the girls who have had their hearts broken and their hopes dashed by someone too selfish to have cared in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the nights spent dissecting every word and syllable and inflection in his speech, for the nights when you've returned home alone, for the nights when you've seen him from across the room leaning a little too close, or standing a little too near, or talking a little too softly to that girl he's with just to be an "old friend".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the girls who never told them it was their baby because of the fear that it would tear them apart even more - for the girls who have to live every day with the pain of losing that baby whether she chose to or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the nights his dog died or his grandmother died or his little brother crashed his car and you held him, thinking that if you only comforted him just right, said the right words, or rubbed his back in the right way then perhaps he'd realize what it was that he already had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the night you realized that it couldn't happen, and the sunrise you saw the next morning after falling to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the "I really like you, so let's still be friends" comment &amp;amp; this is for realizing that when you choose friends, you hardly choose those which make you cry yourself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the girls who have been used and abused, who have settled for what he was giving because at least he was giving something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the stupidity of the nights we've believed that something was better than nothing, though his something was nothing we'd have ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the hugs you've received from your girlfriends, for the nights they've reassured you that you are beautiful and that you are truly worthy of a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the regret you’ve felt as you sat in the aftermath of your tears, knowing that at night the only companionship you'd have was with a pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad and I'm sorry to say but this is soo true.. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-3087925161237161176?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/3087925161237161176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=3087925161237161176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/3087925161237161176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/3087925161237161176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/04/where-are-my-girls-at.html' title='Where Are My Girls At?'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-2229392371473659380</id><published>2007-04-18T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T22:03:05.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happened?</title><content type='html'>Time flows along, and sometimes the way gets confusing. I know I've often asked this question of myself. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sun-warmed hay and picture clouds,&lt;br /&gt;Bumblebees and rain;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to those lazy days,&lt;br /&gt;Those whistles of a train?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children squealed in pink-delight&lt;br /&gt;While carousels spun ‘round;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to those carefree days,&lt;br /&gt;Those picnics on the ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks on velvet skies,&lt;br /&gt;Firefly-filled jars;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to those brilliant days,&lt;br /&gt;Those flashing shooting stars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twinkling trees and sparkling clothes,&lt;br /&gt;Turkey legs and spice;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to those holidays,&lt;br /&gt;Those people who were nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange-blossomed wedding vows,&lt;br /&gt;Tear-streaked, dull decree;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to those happy days,&lt;br /&gt;Those days of you and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yesterday been reading my diary, emails... recalling what has been. Today it has ended.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh the happy days are gone.&lt;/span&gt;..**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-2229392371473659380?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/2229392371473659380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=2229392371473659380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/2229392371473659380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/2229392371473659380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/04/what-happened.html' title='What Happened?'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-6593701786622140557</id><published>2007-04-17T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T07:09:25.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My knees start to shake&lt;br /&gt;When you're in sight&lt;br /&gt;My mind is filled with wonder&lt;br /&gt;My heart with fright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will this feeling stop?&lt;br /&gt;When did it start?&lt;br /&gt;How can I listen to my mind,&lt;br /&gt;without breaking my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything&lt;br /&gt;Except you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I ignore you,&lt;br /&gt;or just give it time?&lt;br /&gt;I can't think straight,&lt;br /&gt;my heart controls my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes its hard being in a relationship where you feel its gone dry...Hayy, don't let confusion keep us apart...&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-6593701786622140557?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/6593701786622140557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=6593701786622140557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/6593701786622140557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/6593701786622140557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/04/confused.html' title='Confused?'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-1756362345023810196</id><published>2007-04-16T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T07:15:43.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the copy of a poem that I have emailed to him... juz wanna share... And this is what I'm feeling these past few weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I fighting for&lt;br /&gt;I don't really understand&lt;br /&gt;You're not there anymore&lt;br /&gt;To simply hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you around&lt;br /&gt;I have lost so much&lt;br /&gt;So much strength you gave&lt;br /&gt;With simply a soft touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept looking at my phone&lt;br /&gt;But it just doesn't ring&lt;br /&gt;Not even a buzz&lt;br /&gt;A text it doesn't bring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always too busy&lt;br /&gt;And no longer had time&lt;br /&gt;To stop and say hello&lt;br /&gt;Seconds it would only be nine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your own life&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm just in the way&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not even permitted&lt;br /&gt;To expect hearing from you everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the energy&lt;br /&gt;I feel completely broken&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are welling up&lt;br /&gt;Soon they'll be soaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you so much&lt;br /&gt;I can't begin to explain&lt;br /&gt;But I'm hurting so much&lt;br /&gt;Why am I bearing this pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would wait a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;For a moment with you&lt;br /&gt;But not knowing when I'll see you&lt;br /&gt;Tears me up in two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Or even cause you any pain&lt;br /&gt;But it definitely hurts me&lt;br /&gt;For you always think I complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so very confused&lt;br /&gt;What is really meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Why did this happen&lt;br /&gt;Why did you fall in love with me. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2lhkCQkhu8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 0px ! important;" class="abp-objtab visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2lhkCQkhu8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2lhkCQkhu8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2lhkCQkhu8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-1756362345023810196?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/1756362345023810196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=1756362345023810196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/1756362345023810196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/1756362345023810196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/04/why-did-you.html' title='Why did you...'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-117646856740560926</id><published>2007-04-13T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T21:18:29.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday The 13th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2019/468/1600/306153/friday-thirteenth-ch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2019/468/320/762659/friday-thirteenth-ch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As most people probably realized, today is Friday The 13th, a date commonly associated with bad luck. Friday the thirteenth is considered the unluckiest of days in many superstitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear of Friday the 13th is called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;paraskavedekatriaphobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;paraskevidekatriaphobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, a specialized form of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;triskaidekaphobia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, a phobia (fear) of the number thirteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The origins of Friday superstitions are many. One of the best known is that Eve tempted Adam with the apple on a Friday. Tradition also has it that the Flood in the Bible, the confusion at the Tower of Babel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The origins of the Friday the 13th superstition have also been linked to the fact there were 13 people at the last supper of Jesus, who was traditionally crucified on Good Friday, but it probably originated only in medieval times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ancient Greek and Numerology, the number thirteen for fortune telling meant a sign of destruction. (Search &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Numerology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to find out why)In early Rome, witches gathered in groups "covens" in 12. So the 13th one was said to be the evil one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Norse Mythology, there were 12 gods gathered for supper when suddenly the 13th guest, named Loki (who was uninvited) popped in. He is said to be cruel, mischievous, and for some even evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Viking's hangman noose had 13 knots, and so they considered 13 to be unlucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Doesn't this make you wonder about today's phrase, "TGIF" (Thank God it's Friday) if Friday is suppose to be so terrible?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, Friday the 13th is just  one of those&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;supertitions.&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-117646856740560926?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/117646856740560926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=117646856740560926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/117646856740560926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/117646856740560926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-13th.html' title='Friday The 13th'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-117620386376917669</id><published>2007-04-10T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T19:38:25.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minamalas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2019/468/1600/559607/mojofly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2019/468/320/489085/mojofly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOJOFLY &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;offers a more radio-friendly, pop-leaning alternative to the other Filipino rock bands of today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUGEE (Vocals)&lt;br /&gt;ALLAN (Guitar)&lt;br /&gt;ALI (Drums)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBedU1OqHBs"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YBedU1OqHBs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ang ugali mo'y iba&lt;br /&gt;hindi bagay sa'ting dalawa&lt;br /&gt;pakiusap sana&lt;br /&gt;makisama ka naman&lt;br /&gt;huwag kang balahura&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na ang labo mo&lt;br /&gt;pag maginaw naiinitan ka&lt;br /&gt;minamalas&lt;br /&gt;Kasi wala na akong mahanap na iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may mga taong katulad mo&lt;br /&gt;mahirap kausapin&lt;br /&gt;konti ang pasensya&lt;br /&gt;isa ka na sa kanila&lt;br /&gt;di ka naman mahiyain&lt;br /&gt;itong masasabi ko sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang ugali mo'y iba&lt;br /&gt;hindi bagay sa'ting dalawa&lt;br /&gt;pakiusap sana&lt;br /&gt;makisama ka naman&lt;br /&gt;huwag kang balahura&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na ang labo mo&lt;br /&gt;pag maginaw naiinitan ka&lt;br /&gt;minamalas&lt;br /&gt;Kasi wala na akong mahanap na iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko gusto&lt;br /&gt;ang pagtitig mo sa akin&lt;br /&gt;walang pagkakaiba&lt;br /&gt;kahit pag magkasama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ka naman mahiyain&lt;br /&gt;itong masasabi ko sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang ugali mo'y iba&lt;br /&gt;hindi bagay sa'ting dalawa&lt;br /&gt;pakiusap sana&lt;br /&gt;makisama ka naman&lt;br /&gt;huwag kang balahura&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na ang labo mo&lt;br /&gt;pag maginaw naiinitan ka&lt;br /&gt;minamalas&lt;br /&gt;Kasi wala na akong mahanap na iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may lunas ba&lt;br /&gt;magagamot pa ba kaya&lt;br /&gt;kung hahayaan ko&lt;br /&gt;paano na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang ugali mo'y iba&lt;br /&gt;hindi bagay sa'ting dalawa&lt;br /&gt;pakiusap sana&lt;br /&gt;makisama ka naman&lt;br /&gt;huwag kang balahura&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na ang labo mo&lt;br /&gt;pag maginaw naiinitan ka&lt;br /&gt;minamalas&lt;br /&gt;Kasi wala na akong mahanap na iba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minamalas...&lt;br /&gt;ako'y minamalas...&lt;br /&gt;ako'y minamalas...&lt;br /&gt;ako'y minamalas...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wala lang. Thanks for sharing the song! Ok 'tong song for my "trippin'" nowadays. Hehe. Pero ha Lougee rocks!&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-117620386376917669?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/117620386376917669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=117620386376917669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/117620386376917669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/117620386376917669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/04/minamalas.html' title='Minamalas'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-117608927183375152</id><published>2007-04-09T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T11:27:51.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No matter how badly we have failed,&lt;br /&gt;we can always get up and begin again.&lt;br /&gt;Our God is the God of new beginnings.-Warren Wiersbe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today, like every other day, is literally brimming with possibilities. Whether we realize it or not, God is always working in us and through us; our job is to let Him do His work without undo interference. Yet we are imperfect beings who, because of our limited vision, often resists God's will. We want life to unfold according to our own desires, not God's. But, our Heavenly Father may have other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, think carefully about the work that God can do through you. And then, set out upon the next phase of your life's journey with a renewed sense of purpose and hope. God has the power to make all things new, including you. Your job is to let Him do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yes, I'm back! And I hope I'll be able to blog often. Hehe. Miss ya all! God bless!&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-117608927183375152?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/117608927183375152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=117608927183375152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/117608927183375152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/117608927183375152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-113593413666902252</id><published>2005-12-30T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T17:15:36.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night Of The World</title><content type='html'>In a place that won't let us feel&lt;br /&gt;In a life where nothing seems real&lt;br /&gt;I have found you&lt;br /&gt;I have found you&lt;br /&gt;In a world that's moving too fast&lt;br /&gt;In a world where nothing can last&lt;br /&gt;I will hold you I will hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lives will change when tomorrow comes&lt;br /&gt;Tonight our hearts drown the distant drums&lt;br /&gt;and we have music all right tearing the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song played on a solo saxophone&lt;br /&gt;A crazy sound, a lonely sound&lt;br /&gt;A cry that tells us love goes on and on played on&lt;br /&gt;a solo saxophone&lt;br /&gt;It's telling me to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;and dance like it's the last night of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the earth&lt;br /&gt;There's a place where life still has worth&lt;br /&gt;I will take you&lt;br /&gt;I'll go with you&lt;br /&gt;You won't believe all the things you'll see&lt;br /&gt;I know 'cause you'll see them all with me&lt;br /&gt;If we're together that's when we'll hear it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song played on a solo saxophone&lt;br /&gt;A crazy sound, a lonely sound&lt;br /&gt;A cry that tells us love goes on and on&lt;br /&gt;Played on a solo saxophone&lt;br /&gt;It's telling me to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;and dance like it's the last night of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams they were all I ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Dreams you won't need when I'm through&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere we may be&lt;br /&gt;I will sing with you a song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song played on a solo saxophone&lt;br /&gt;So stay with me and hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;and dance like it's the last night of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Hayyy watta nice song...**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-113593413666902252?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/113593413666902252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=113593413666902252' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/113593413666902252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/113593413666902252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-night-of-world.html' title='Last Night Of The World'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-112970881108222662</id><published>2005-10-19T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T16:00:11.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone. It has to be made like bread, remade all the time, made new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Love till it hurts &amp; when it hurts, love some more. And when it hurts some more, love even more &amp;amp; when it hurts even more, love till it hurts no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* True love endures, if it does not, then it was never true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Love is one, not one in a million, not one of a kind. When you find true with someone, there's only one. Love is one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* True love should be lived like an unperfect circle that has its bumps but never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Only a perosn who has not felt true love can move on in life saying "There are lots of other fish in the sea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Once you find your true love, your heart will know it because it will always leave a feeling inside of you that never goes away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* True love is knowing a person's faults, and loving that person even more spite of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* A memory of true love is like a favorite song; no matter how many times it plays again, you never get tired of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Love is not composed of feelings and emotions. It is what you believed deep inside your heart. Whatever happens God would make it lost forever.&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;**Love...*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-112970881108222662?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112970881108222662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=112970881108222662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/112970881108222662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/112970881108222662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2005/10/love-quotes.html' title='Love Quotes'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-112219681606320264</id><published>2005-07-24T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:23:17.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Christina Ricci" src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/msuzann/1034994737_uiz4cricci.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Christina Ricci. Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/msuzann/quizzes/What%20sexy%20girl%20are%20you/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;What sexy girl are you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;brought to you by Quizilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;**&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha!  Sheesh! I was expecting Kate Hudson...super crush ko siya&lt;/span&gt;.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/**&lt;span%20style="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-112219681606320264?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/112219681606320264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=112219681606320264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/112219681606320264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/112219681606320264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2005/07/youre-christina-ricci.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-111856276023436917</id><published>2005-06-12T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T16:06:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Anniv Ode</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before. . .&lt;br /&gt;Long ago&lt;br /&gt;when the sun doesn't&lt;br /&gt;seem to shine on me,&lt;br /&gt;I wish upon the starry&lt;br /&gt;night for someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;me tight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never occurred to me&lt;br /&gt;that love would give me a chance,&lt;br /&gt;that love would make me&lt;br /&gt;believe that there would be you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met you when I longed&lt;br /&gt;to be loved, when I was searching&lt;br /&gt;for another soul to fit mine,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; everything changed when you came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on our 1st year anniversary,&lt;br /&gt;I wish to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;how much you mean to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love brought me&lt;br /&gt;to different heights,&lt;br /&gt;to different horizons...&lt;br /&gt;discovering hope &amp;amp; happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have helped me&lt;br /&gt;bring back my confidence...&lt;br /&gt;You have shown me the real&lt;br /&gt;meaning of love...&lt;br /&gt;of what it is to love &amp;amp; to be loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never thank you&lt;br /&gt;enough for loving me...&lt;br /&gt;You are my everything!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!!!&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;**Belated Happy Anniversary! hehe. MwaHugz**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-111856276023436917?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/111856276023436917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=111856276023436917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/111856276023436917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/111856276023436917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2005/06/anniv-ode.html' title='An Anniv Ode'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-111320303806943798</id><published>2005-04-11T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T15:02:35.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Me Whole</title><content type='html'>Darling I want you to listen &lt;br /&gt;I stayed up all night, so I can get this thing right &lt;br /&gt;And I don't think there's anything missing &lt;br /&gt;Cause a person like you, made it easy to do &lt;br /&gt;I've waited for so long, to sing to you this song &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause your eyes are the windows to heaven &lt;br /&gt;Your smile could heal a million souls &lt;br /&gt;Your love completes my existence &lt;br /&gt;You're the other half that makes me whole &lt;br /&gt;You're the only other half that makes me whole &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the angels are your brothers, yeah &lt;br /&gt;They told you about me, said you're just what she needs &lt;br /&gt;And I find myself thanking your mother &lt;br /&gt;For giving birth to a saint &lt;br /&gt;My spirit flies when I say your name &lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing that's true &lt;br /&gt;It's that I was born to love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause your eyes are the windows to heaven &lt;br /&gt;Your smile could heal a million souls &lt;br /&gt;Your love completes my existence &lt;br /&gt;You're the other half that makes me whole &lt;br /&gt;You're the only other half that makes me whole &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my dreams &lt;br /&gt;Come true over and, over again &lt;br /&gt;And I honestly truly believe &lt;br /&gt;You and me are written in the stars &lt;br /&gt;I live my whole life through &lt;br /&gt;To giving thanks to you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause your eyes are the windows to heaven &lt;br /&gt;Your smile could heal a million souls &lt;br /&gt;Your love completes my existence &lt;br /&gt;You're the other half that makes me whole &lt;br /&gt;You're the only other half that makes me whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I miss my baby! (sigh)**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-111320303806943798?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/111320303806943798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=111320303806943798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/111320303806943798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/111320303806943798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2005/04/make-me-whole.html' title='Make Me Whole'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-110551718951889716</id><published>2005-01-12T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T16:09:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/brokenangel0410/1105289803_eisjesamen.JPG" border="0" alt="not depressed^^"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nope, you're NOT depressed, good for you!! Keep it&lt;br&gt;up! ^.^ Plzz rate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/brokenangel0410/quizzes/~~Are%20you%20a%20bit%20Depressed%3F%20Are%20you%20Happy%3F~~*With%20Anime%20pics*/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;~~Are you a bit Depressed? Are you Happy?~~*With Anime pics*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Sorry for haven't blogging lately. Life? So far, so good . . .HAPPY NEW YEAR ALL!!! Hope for the best this yr...2004 was quite good, though. Well, hello 2005!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-110551718951889716?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/110551718951889716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=110551718951889716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/110551718951889716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/110551718951889716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2005/01/nope-youre-not-depressed-good-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109955263172664806</id><published>2004-11-04T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T15:17:11.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THEM</title><content type='html'>*They don't want us together. But we're forever.&lt;br /&gt;*They will never know the feelings in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;*They came into our lives and tried to tear us apart.&lt;br /&gt;*I love you. But they don't want me to.&lt;br /&gt;*They can't keep us apart. We're not meant to part.&lt;br /&gt;*They can't take you away. You're here in my heart to stay.&lt;br /&gt;*They don't want us together. But we'll always be forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Baby, it's up to me &amp; you...God's will too. I love you so much!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109955263172664806?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109955263172664806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109955263172664806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109955263172664806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109955263172664806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/11/them.html' title='THEM'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109817993437196712</id><published>2004-10-19T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T17:58:54.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss Blogging!</title><content type='html'>Wala lang ulit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz read mah LiveJournal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109817993437196712?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109817993437196712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109817993437196712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109817993437196712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109817993437196712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-miss-blogging.html' title='I Miss Blogging!'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109747688230986697</id><published>2004-10-11T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T14:45:52.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What kind of song are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="1" src="http://www.rebelsnail.net/cheesy/jmayer.gif"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rebelsnail.net/cheesy/test.html" target="_blank"&gt;Take the test&lt;/a&gt;, by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/unitedhotcake" target="_blank"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Juz an ordinary day...soundtrippin' in mah room. I've borrowed some cds from Sherwin yesterday. Hayy...**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109747688230986697?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109747688230986697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109747688230986697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109747688230986697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109747688230986697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/10/what-kind-of-song-are-you.html' title='What kind of song are you?'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109707625871672074</id><published>2004-10-06T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T23:24:18.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When We Say Goodbye</title><content type='html'>When we say goodbye I feel empty.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am nothing, but lonely.&lt;br /&gt;When we say goodbye I realize &lt;br /&gt;How much I love you and how much I care for you.&lt;br /&gt;When we say goodbye, I realize what it would be without you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever want to say goodbye, &lt;br /&gt;I only want to say goodnight and see you in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Today is gone but tomorrow will be OK...I'll wait another day for you...**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109707625871672074?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109707625871672074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109707625871672074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109707625871672074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109707625871672074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/10/when-we-say-goodbye.html' title='When We Say Goodbye'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109700250167871469</id><published>2004-10-06T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T12:51:07.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Forever As One &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two souls joined in heaven above&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts bound by love.&lt;br /&gt;I see the stars in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;My fire in the dark of night,&lt;br /&gt;My strength and guiding light.&lt;br /&gt;A deep love we hold&lt;br /&gt;Never to die&lt;br /&gt;Never again to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyes I hear what you say&lt;br /&gt;The oneness we became&lt;br /&gt;Thru all the hurt and pain&lt;br /&gt;Never changing your loving ways&lt;br /&gt;Together never to part.&lt;br /&gt;Our love a gift from God above&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Forever as one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109700250167871469?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109700250167871469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109700250167871469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109700250167871469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109700250167871469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/10/4th-monthsary.html' title='4th Monthsary'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109661170379196791</id><published>2004-10-01T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T00:05:37.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faves</title><content type='html'>1.) &lt;strong&gt;FaVe FooD Mo?? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- marami e...mostly pasta or shrimps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) &lt;strong&gt;FaVe DessErT? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ice cream or chocolates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) &lt;strong&gt;FaVe DriNk? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kasama ba alcoholic? hehe...iced tea or lemonade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) &lt;strong&gt;naG-aaLmUsaL Ka Ba? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hindi e, once in a blue moon lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) &lt;strong&gt;HoTdOg oR SaUsage?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- hotd0g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) &lt;strong&gt;BcOn or Ham? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) &lt;strong&gt;chocolate, coFFee, mIlK? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- mocha! :p Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) &lt;strong&gt;FaVe mOnG aLmUsAL?&lt;/strong&gt;- I don't eat breakfast nga e&lt;br /&gt;- rice meals sana like tocino, tapa, etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) &lt;strong&gt;PoRk oR cHiCKen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pOrk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) &lt;strong&gt;Tocino oR BBQ? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tocino! yung masarap ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) &lt;strong&gt;GuLaMAn OR ShaKe? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- shAke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) &lt;strong&gt;LuGaw Or GoTo? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LugAW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) &lt;strong&gt;FiShBaLL oR sQuiDbaLL?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- squidball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) &lt;strong&gt;PaLaBoK oR paNcIt?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- palabok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) &lt;strong&gt;PuTo or SuMan?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- suman with halya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) &lt;strong&gt;FaVoRiTe FLaVoR Of ICe CrEam? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- too many too mention...ehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) &lt;strong&gt;JoLLiBee, KFC oR Mc DO? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- McDo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) &lt;strong&gt;Bkit? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I love McDo!!! kahit araw-araw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) &lt;strong&gt;GrEenwIcH, PiZZaHuT, sHaKeYs? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sHakey's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) &lt;strong&gt;ChOcoLaTe or BuTTercHiP? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CHocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) &lt;strong&gt;TiLaPia oR BaNgus?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- boneless bangus..I don't like tilapia at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.&lt;strong&gt;sHrimP oR Crab? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sHrimp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) &lt;strong&gt;MeNuDo oR MeCHaDo?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- mEnuDO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) &lt;strong&gt;KaRe-KaRe oR aRoS VaLEnCiaNa? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kare-KaRe w/ BagoOng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) &lt;strong&gt;aDoBo oR SiNiGaNg? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- siNigang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.) &lt;strong&gt;TiNoLa Na MaNoK oR SiNamPaLuKan &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tinola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.) &lt;strong&gt;ChIcKeN CuRRy oR PiNiNYaHanG MaNoK? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cHicKEN CuRry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.) &lt;strong&gt;FruIt salad oR BuKo SaLad?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- BUko PANDAN! hehe...any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.) &lt;strong&gt;sPaGhetTi oR CaRbOnaRa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- caRbonara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.) &lt;strong&gt;BuKo pIe oR Egg PiE? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- buko pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) &lt;strong&gt;coKe or SpRiTe? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sprite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.) &lt;strong&gt;oRaNgE oR SuNKiST?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- oRange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.) &lt;strong&gt;siOpaO oR sIoMai?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- siopao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.) &lt;strong&gt;cHiztIcK or FreNcHFriEs? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.) &lt;strong&gt;HaMbUrGeR oR FooTLoNG?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- footlong...hamburger basta Mcdo..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.) &lt;strong&gt;BaLuT Or PeNOy?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- balut pwera ung chick inside...eeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.) &lt;strong&gt;SoUp Or MaMi?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.) &lt;strong&gt;CheezeWhIz oR PeAnUt BuTTer?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- cheEze Whiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.) &lt;strong&gt;PaNdEsAL Or LoaF BrEaD? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- pandesal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.) &lt;strong&gt;LeMonaDe oR IcE TeA?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.) &lt;strong&gt;sUGpO oR PuSiT?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- sugpo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.) &lt;strong&gt;cHeeSe oR BuTTer?&lt;/strong&gt;- cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.) &lt;strong&gt;MaIs oR BinAtOg?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- inihaw na mais..yum.. :p Any&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.) &lt;strong&gt;anOnG fo0d anG Di m0 KiNkAiN?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;- ung mga di ko pa natitikman :p like dinuguan..mga weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.) &lt;strong&gt;An0ng Fo0D ang Allergic Ka?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I dunno e...malay ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Can't think of anything to blog...juz saw this in a fellow blogger again...copied and answered it...hehe...**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109661170379196791?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109661170379196791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109661170379196791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109661170379196791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109661170379196791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/10/faves.html' title='Faves'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109629131988485086</id><published>2004-09-27T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T21:34:09.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/babymeg.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/babymeg.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby meg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Meet Amanda Margarita Tan Sy...my cousin Achie Aileen &amp; Richard's daughter. I juz saw this pic sa blog ng cousin ko. Her sister gave birth na pala to a healthy baby girl last Saturday. Cute naman. Kakagigil. First apo na ni Uncle Ping at Tita Merle...first apo sa tuhod din ni Granny Auring. Congratz!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109629131988485086?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109629131988485086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109629131988485086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109629131988485086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109629131988485086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/baby-meg-meet-amanda-margarita-tan-sy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-109591991996199403</id><published>2004-09-23T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T14:11:59.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=280px bgcolor=#000099 border=1 bordercolor=black&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;Td bgcolor=#ccffff align=center&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: arial,verdana; font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;Your Icecream Flavour is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: arial,verdana; font-size: 16pt; color:#000099;"&gt;Chocolate!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;Tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.go-quiz.com/icecream-chocolate.gif" align=right&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: arial,verdana; font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;You are the all time favorite, chocolate! Turning white kids black since the 1800s. Staining carpets, car seats, and bed sheets for centuries. One thing is for sure, you will never go out of style. You can't go wrong with chocolate!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/icecream/icecream-test.php"&gt;What is your Icecream Flavour?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out at &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/"&gt;Go Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Mmmm, yummy! My appetite's not back yet. I eat only a few during lunch or hardly eat at all. How about breakfast? I don't really eat in the morning. Bad is I take food plenty at dinner. I crave food in the late afternoon. Tsk, tsk.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109591991996199403?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109591991996199403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109591991996199403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109591991996199403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109591991996199403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/your-icecream-flavour-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109575074714995976</id><published>2004-09-21T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T15:12:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish to carry your love along with me, to sustain me, to keep me steady even through our own lapses, when YOU and I are down, when both of us feel out of tune...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**sigh**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109575074714995976?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109575074714995976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109575074714995976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109575074714995976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109575074714995976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-wish-to-carry-your-love-along-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109566495955470451</id><published>2004-09-20T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T15:31:34.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinta!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Alalahanin, Gunitain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alalahanin, gunitain&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon nati'y sariwain&lt;br /&gt;Nang kay lumanay, agos ng buhay&lt;br /&gt;Alalahanin, gunitain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagsapit sa 'tin ng tag-ulan&lt;br /&gt;Taglay ma'y dusa't kabiguan&lt;br /&gt;Ang gunita ng ating tag-araw&lt;br /&gt;Sa kadilima'y siyang tatanglaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang puso nati'y wala pang galos&lt;br /&gt;Pangarap nati'y wala pang gapos&lt;br /&gt;Alalahanin, gunitain &lt;br /&gt;Kahapon nati'y sariwain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nang batis lamang ang tumatangis&lt;br /&gt;At ang pag-ibig, anong tamis&lt;br /&gt;Alalahanin, gunitain&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon nati'y sariwain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Hayy, nakakamiss ano?**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109566495955470451?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109566495955470451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109566495955470451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109566495955470451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109566495955470451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/sinta.html' title='Sinta!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109557330605158265</id><published>2004-09-19T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-19T13:55:06.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missing my heart, my soul, my everything: every single second of every single day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109557330605158265?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109557330605158265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109557330605158265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109557330605158265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109557330605158265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/missing-my-heart-my-soul-my-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109541134329306412</id><published>2004-09-17T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T17:06:21.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/princess.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/princess.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting over the revelation that she is a princess and part of the royal family of the small and obscure European nation of Genovia (with a population of just 50,000), American teenager Mia (Hathaway) moves to the actual country she represents, with her best friend, Lilly (Matarazzo) tagging along during summer vacation. As she learns the job of being a country's future ruler, one challenge she's faced with is the prospect of being set up in an arranged marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Sherwin &amp; I watched the movie last night. It is a good family film. I thought this might be a good movie...I like the part 1 much better, it was hilarious. This one's too long &amp; kinda dragging..the part when Princess Mia held a slumber party. It'll be better if it was edited. But it is good to hear Julie Andrews sing again.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109541134329306412?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109541134329306412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109541134329306412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109541134329306412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109541134329306412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/princess-diaries-2-royal-engagement.html' title='The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109509654765562275</id><published>2004-09-14T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T16:08:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you ever be friends w/ your ex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;COMFORT ZONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it would make things much easier in the dating world, relationships rarely see mutual breakups. One person is usually the heartbreaker, while the other mulls over the breakup and pain for weeks, even months. It's never easy to break up with someone you've shared good times with (and even if they were bad times, they were still times).But the person who does the breaking up feels like less of a bad guy by offering that sense of truce: "It's not you, it's me. We'll still be friends, right?" This peace offering of friendship provides the dumper with the solace of knowing they aren't such a horrible person because they still want to be friend with their ex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'VE CREATED A MONSTER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does it give the dumper the comfort of knowing they aren't monsters, but by wanting to remain friends, it also allows the dumper to feel that their former lover will still be in their life, and they won't have to miss having them around. So now the dumper can move on with their life with ease, and with the pleasure of having coffee with their former mate every so often -- but the ex whose heart was ripped out and chewed up by the person who keeps leaving them friendly messages and e-mail isn't a happy camper. Obviously, these messages on the machine and coffee dates don't last long, and if they do, they end even worse than the breakup. Yes, being friends with an ex-lover is an impossible feat: find out why. &lt;em&gt;You've Seen Each Other Naked.&lt;/em&gt; Although it may be possible to have casual sex with a friend, even this can damage a relationship. As hard as it is to accept, it's difficult to bring a relationship back to its normal state after having been most intimate with someone. You will always have an image of that person naked, and memories of the trysts will always be triggered by the smell of her skin or perfume, or even by hearing a song that youonce made passionate love to. And as thick-skinned as you are, it's hard to see the person in the same light after being entangled in each other's skin and sharing a moment of sheer ecstasy with one another. &lt;em&gt;You Can't Confide In Each Other.&lt;/em&gt; As hard as two exes try to stay friends, they can never really confide in one another. How do you tell your ex that you have a hot date tonight, or that you and your new lover are going away on a steamy getaway? You can't even tell your ex that the reason you're smiling so much is because a woman has just pleasured you like never before. You can tell her these things, but new lovers and mates are always going to be a sensitive issue. It's even harder to tell her how hurt you were that your date stood you up the other night, thanks to your sense of pride. Remaining friends seems to provide us with the security blanket that the person who has been in our life will still be there, and we can call on them every once in a while to find out how they are -- but we'll never actually know how they really are. &lt;em&gt;Always One-Sided Bitterness.&lt;/em&gt; Since breakups are rarely one-sided, one party will always feel resentment or bitterness towards the other person. Even if your ex is feigning friendship, she's not sincerely your friend; so if it seems like plans with your new potential woman are always being sabotaged, they just might be. &lt;em&gt;Jealousy Comes Into Play.&lt;/em&gt; And where there's bitterness, there's jealousy. And the truth of the matter is, it's hard to be sincerely happy for your ex when they've just found the new love of their life. &lt;em&gt;You Don't Want Them With &lt;br /&gt;Anyone Else.&lt;/em&gt; It's human nature to be jealous or resentful when our ex finds a new person to cuddle up to, even if we don't have feelings for them anymore. It almost becomes a race of who will find the new lover first, a  challenge especially brought on by the person who was dumped. Even for the person who did the breaking up, the thought of someone else taking your place in the memories that you and your ex shared is hard, and sometimes extremely painful to fathom. &lt;em&gt;Passion Still Exists. &lt;/em&gt;Even if your relationship was completely problem-ridden, chances are that the passion and sexual chemistry between the two of you still exists (unless lack of attraction was the reason for your breakup). This is a recipe for disaster because it means that every time you get together under this new "friendship" premise, the lust and passion you have makes it more likely that you'll end up in "one more" night of unbridled "goodbye" sex, for old times sake. This brings you right back to square one -- how you felt right after your breakup, and just when you were doing so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This article is somewhat true but maybe it really depends on the relationship you had before and the break up. Make sure also that you're totally over with your ex..(as in wala na talaga, no grudges, no BITTERNESS or something) And you're both happy with your own lives. For me, I don't wanna be real close friends with my ex. A "Hi or Hello's" will be fine. **&lt;br /&gt;**I'll quote daddy Carlos "...di napatay yun flames of love may amber pa rin..may spark pa naiwan konti at pwede pa rin pala sumindi at magkasunog..." So be careful na rin about exes. Hehe.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109509654765562275?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109509654765562275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109509654765562275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109509654765562275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109509654765562275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/can-you-ever-be-friends-w-your-ex_14.html' title='Can you ever be friends w/ your ex?'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109509403621825749</id><published>2004-09-13T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T15:00:32.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh</title><content type='html'>Hayun pucha nakablog din! Disable ko lang yung formatting buttons. Tsk. I couldn't change the size, front, color, etc. nga lang. Pwede na rin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109509403621825749?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109509403621825749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109509403621825749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109509403621825749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109509403621825749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109445725580968840</id><published>2004-09-06T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T00:34:24.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you because of your special ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love your smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love your laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love how you say my name&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;i love your baby talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love it when you tell me you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love how you look at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i wonder do you really love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i know you say it, but do you mean it&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;well if you do, i love you too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love everything you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to be with you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to be your wife and the mother of your kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want to be your everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want you to be my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but most of all i want to be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want us to be together through thick and thin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want us to be together until we die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i want our graves to be buried right next to each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so I’ll know you're there and if i die before you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll go to heaven and wait for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I’ll give the angels back their wings and risk it all just to be with you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i love you because of you no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALWAYZ!!!&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#1. We have so much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#2. I know you love me true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#3. You want only me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#4. You keep me wanting more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#5. You keep our romance alive&lt;br /&gt;#6. You don't play any tricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#7. I'm sure they sent you from heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#8. You are my soul mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#9. I know you are only mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;#10. To me your number one of all men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**We celebrated our monthsary last night, we kill time 'til it stuck midnight. (Hayy, grabe talaga pag in-love, ano?) As usual hanging out with my boyfriend is fun...it was even more special because it was our special day. He gave me a ring...Whoa, proposal? Hehe. Not! :p**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109445725580968840?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109445725580968840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109445725580968840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109445725580968840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109445725580968840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/3rd-monthsary.html' title='3rd Monthsary'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109436379605883913</id><published>2004-09-05T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T14:15:32.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's Your Spiritual Type?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/section/quiz/index.asp?sectionID=&amp;surveyID=27"&gt;http://www.beliefnet.com/section/quiz/index.asp?sectionID=&amp;amp;surveyID=27&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confident Believer&lt;/strong&gt;– You have little doubt you’ve found the right path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Just wanna share one of my favorite bible verse... Psalm 37:4, "Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart."** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109436379605883913?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109436379605883913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109436379605883913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109436379605883913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109436379605883913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/whats-your-spiritual-type-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109430918343874273</id><published>2004-09-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T14:25:32.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala Lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/juicyfruit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/juicyfruit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juicy fruit gum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109430918343874273?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109430918343874273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109430918343874273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109430918343874273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109430918343874273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/wala-lang.html' title='Wala Lang'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109428456041608681</id><published>2004-09-03T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T16:00:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanging out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/ccc.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/ccc.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute couple (me &amp;amp; sherwin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109428456041608681?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109428456041608681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109428456041608681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428456041608681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428456041608681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/hanging-out.html' title='Hanging out'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109428448438978041</id><published>2004-09-03T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T16:04:11.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/ccc6.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/ccc6.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious look daw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109428448438978041?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109428448438978041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109428448438978041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428448438978041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428448438978041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/serious-look-daw_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109428441122566756</id><published>2004-09-03T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T16:01:55.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/ccc10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/ccc10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pa-cute, looks familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109428441122566756?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109428441122566756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109428441122566756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428441122566756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428441122566756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/pa-cute-looks-familiar.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109428429546994071</id><published>2004-09-03T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T16:03:26.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/ccc9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/ccc9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;making funny faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109428429546994071?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109428429546994071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109428429546994071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428429546994071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428429546994071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/making-funny-faces.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109428419193644045</id><published>2004-09-03T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-04T16:51:50.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/ccc8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/ccc8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kulet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**At last, I've posted some of my pix here in my blog. Now, you guys have an idea how I look like..Well, those who doesn't know me. (Hehe) Nothing, juz hangin' out w/ my boyfriend almost the whole day in our house. We always do during his free time. He woke me up at 12 noon! Haha! Told ya, I love to sleep all morning. Yay!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109428419193644045?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109428419193644045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109428419193644045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428419193644045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109428419193644045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/kulet-at-last-ive-posted-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109410626749047607</id><published>2004-09-02T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T00:29:49.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: x-small; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #bbbbbb"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, of course, none other than &lt;b&gt;blank verse&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I'm going, yes, quite right;&lt;br /&gt;And when I get there (if I ever do)&lt;br /&gt;I might not recognise it. So? Your point?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I have a destination set?&lt;br /&gt;I'm relatively happy as I am,&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't want to be forever aimed&lt;br /&gt;Towards some future path or special goal.&lt;br /&gt;It's not to do with laziness, as such.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that one the whole I'd rather not&lt;br /&gt;Be bothered - so I drift contentedly;&lt;br /&gt;An underrated way of life, I find.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/poeticform.pl"&gt;What Poetry Form Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**I think my blog ain’t cool. I’m just not comfortable writing my thoughts and anybody can read it. My writings are not that good too. I have a separate diary where I write…only a few chosen people get to read it…**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109410626749047607?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109410626749047607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109410626749047607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109410626749047607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109410626749047607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-am-of-course-none-other-than-blank.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109402206210862188</id><published>2004-09-01T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:50:51.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="HASH(0x8b09a58)" src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033888741_luffdepend.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dependent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/rosiekins/quizzes/Which%20Personality%20Disorder%20Do%20You%20Have?/"&gt;Which Personality Disorder Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Dependent? Yes, very. But there are some times/instances that I like to do things by my own... without someone dictating me to do that...to do this...blah, blah, blah. At times I couldn't hear myself think anymore and I don't know what to do...who should I listen...who should I follow...should I follow them or should I go my way? I just like support from other people &amp; perhaps guide me...it's really difficult for me to decide on things. **sigh**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**I'm still sick! I juz came back to see Doc Salvador yesterday. Itz good I don't have the fever anymore but I'm still coughing badly...got a li'l cold. He prescribed again some medicines for my cough &amp;amp; anti-biotic. Hopefully, I'll get well soon. Now, my head is throbbing. UgH! (Sinisikmura pa ako...) I better get some rest...**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109402206210862188?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109402206210862188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109402206210862188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109402206210862188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109402206210862188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/09/dependent-which-personality-disorder.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109385815723436143</id><published>2004-08-30T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-30T17:42:31.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Samat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/cross.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, after attending Church, the Youth plus my mum visited Ate Te in Tenejero. She's been in a vehicle accident. Luckily, she survived and Thank God she's feeling alright...except that she broke her left leg &amp; she has stitches on her face. But itz incredible that she not experiencing pain. That's how the power of God works, ey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyweiz, after...Sherwin and I decided to go up Mount Samat. We've been planning it &amp;amp; thought it's the right time to go. (Wala na rin bagyo &amp; the weather is fine) Achie Pep went along with us. Hmpt &lt;em&gt;istorbo! &lt;/em&gt;Kiddin'. Hehe. (Atleast may nanlibre. Dinner pa sa ihaw-ihaw sa highway. Lolz!) It was fun especially when we went up the cross. I love the cool breeze blowin' in my face &amp;amp; hair. (Libre pa-blow dry! Haha. Try it!) That was it, we just hang out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109385815723436143?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109385815723436143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109385815723436143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109385815723436143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109385815723436143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/mt-samat.html' title='Mt. Samat'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109378650162837156</id><published>2004-08-29T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T13:47:46.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw these Qs in a fellow blogger...Answer ko na rin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANGER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Who did you last get angry with?&lt;/span&gt; Um, as in angry? I seldom get angry. Asar or inis lang siguro…Hmm counted ba yung tinapon ko about 1/4 ng contents of tequila sa sink? Ayaw kasi tumigil sa pag inom si Sho e...Grrr...purket badtrip, tsk!&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is your weapon of choice?&lt;/span&gt; A samurai would be cool… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Would you hit a member of the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt; If needed, yes…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How about of the same sex?&lt;/span&gt; Oo sabunutan ko! Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Who was the last person who got really angry at you?&lt;/span&gt; Hmmm I dunno…Si Sho? Hehe. Because I didn’t take my damn medicines for my cough &amp; cold.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is your pet peeve?&lt;/span&gt; Wala e…naxx. Haha. Biting my nails? Slacking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you keep grudges, or can you let them go easily?&lt;/span&gt; No, I let go of my grudges…yes…overnight lang, ok nako… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLOTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is one thing you're supposed to do daily that you haven't done in a while?&lt;/span&gt; Do some exercise…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; What is the latest you've ever woken up?&lt;/span&gt; Around past 3pm yata…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Name a person you've been meaning to contact, but haven't.&lt;/span&gt; Hmm no one in particular…but I’m the type of person na wants to keep in touch w/ long lost friends…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is the last lame excuse you made?&lt;/span&gt; Lemme think…Ehehe…dami siguro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Have you ever watched an infomercial all the way through (one of the long ones...)?&lt;/span&gt; Nah, can't usually stand them…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How many times did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock today?&lt;/span&gt; Haven’t used my alarm clock lately…no need to…I can sleep all I want! Watta bummer! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GLUTTONY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is your overpriced yuppie beverage of choice?&lt;/span&gt; Fruit shakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Meat eaters: white meat or dark?&lt;/span&gt; Any…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What is the greatest amount of alcohol you've had in one sitting?&lt;/span&gt; Tequila! More than 10 shots yata yun…Ugh! I got drunk pero buti I didn’t end up throwing up…wag naman sana…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever used a professional diet company?&lt;/span&gt; What?! Duh…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you have an issue with your weight?&lt;/span&gt; None&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you prefer sweets, salty, or spicy foods?&lt;/span&gt; Couldn't i have them all? Ahaha. Preferably sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever looked at a small house pet or child and thought, "LUNCH"? &lt;/span&gt;Ano cannibal?!? HELLO?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How many credit cards do you own? &lt;/span&gt;None, &amp;amp; I don’t plan to get one in the future…&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's your guilty pleasure store?&lt;/span&gt; I’m not much of a shopper…weird ba? Girls loves shopping but not for me…&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If you had $1 million, what would you do with it?&lt;/span&gt; Hmm, buy myself a car, maybe a house, too, treat my family, donate something sa church, invest…save some in the bank…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Would you rather be rich or famous?&lt;/span&gt; Rich nalang siguro, hirap maging sikat..Ehem, ehem…Lolz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Would you accept a boring job if it meant you would make megabucks? &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I'd just save money for a while there then quit later on…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever stolen anything?&lt;/span&gt; Nopes...a few coins lying around sa house ganun lang naman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How many MP3s are on your hard drive?&lt;/span&gt; A thousand…dami sobra…hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's one thing you have done that you're most proud of?&lt;/span&gt; Accepted that I am nothing by myself and that I need God…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's one thing you have done that your parents are most proud of?&lt;/span&gt; Di ko alam e…siguro yung fact that I have graduated. Or maybe that there are a few who congratulated them for having a daughter like me (Naks!Ehem! Ahaha.). I dunno really…hay…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What's one thing you would like to accomplish in your life?&lt;/span&gt; Ano nga ba gusto ko in my life?...damn it! Hayy ulit…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Do you get annoyed by coming in second place? &lt;/span&gt;Not at all. Okay lang naman basta I know that I’ve done my best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than all the other competitors?&lt;/span&gt; Hindi ko naiisip yun, underestimate ko nga sarili ko e…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever cheated on something to get a higher score?&lt;/span&gt; Maybe I cheated so I could pass the exam or quiz. Survival daw. Lahat naman kami sa block in College did it. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What did you do today that you're proud of?&lt;/span&gt; I came to church! Hinabol ko pa mama ko paalis na sana. She thought I was still feeling sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENVY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What item of your friends would you most want to have for your own?&lt;/span&gt; A car? Hindi naman ako inggitera e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If you could be anyone else in the world, who would you be?&lt;/span&gt; Perhaps an excellent writer or artist…*shrugs* I dunno talaga…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever been cheated on?&lt;/span&gt; Yeah…F#&amp;amp;% him! A$$\*@^!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Have you ever wished you had a physical feature different from your own?&lt;/span&gt; Good eyesight. I hate to wear eyeglasses. Argh! Bumpers? Nyahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What inborn trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself?&lt;/span&gt; …that grace to dance. Boy, I love to dance but I don't think dancing loves me back…nice singing voice rin…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; Finally, what is your favorite deadly sin?&lt;/span&gt; Sloth! I love sleeping the whole day. Waahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109378650162837156?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109378650162837156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109378650162837156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109378650162837156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109378650162837156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/saw-these-qs-in-fellow-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109367845447597376</id><published>2004-08-28T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T15:49:18.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Van Helsing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/van.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/van.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In the late 19th century, Dr. Gabriel Van Helsing (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebs/detail/celeb/187901"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hugh Jackman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;), a misunderstood monster hunter, is summoned to Transylvania to ferret out Count Dracula (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebs/detail/celeb/195096"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Richard Roxburgh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;) and kill him once and for all. When Van Helsing gets to the small village where the vampire was last spotted, he discovers he also must contend with Dracula's three seriously twisted vampire brides, Dracula's angry henchman/werewolf--and a lovely gypsy princess named Anna Valerious (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebs/detail/celeb/188671"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kate Beckinsale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;), who is hell-bent on eradicating Dracula and his bloodsucking kind for slaughtering her entire family. Oh, and let's not forget Frankenstein's Monster (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hollywood.com/celebs/detail/celeb/629799"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shuler Hensley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;), who holds the key to Dracula's evil master plan--something about releasing his minions of unborn, bat-like children from their goo-filled cocoons so they can wreck havoc on the world. Yuck. Sounds like our resident monster stomper and his sword-swinging gal pal have their work cut out for them. If Van Helsing does manage to kill all his monster foes, does that mean he's out of a job?&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;**We didn't catch Van Helsing in the movie so Sherwin finally saw it on DVD. We've been trying to buy one but the stores here didn't have one yet. I was sick then when he bought one, I still have to wait 'til I'm well enough. Haha. At last, we've been able to watch it the other night...well, not really...(pinahirapan muna kami talaga). Our DVD player couldn't read the CD! Dang! So Sherwin &amp; I rushed into his house to get his player. Waahaha. Then, it does play but no sound! (Konting kalikot-kalikot...then hayun!) Whew! But...I got sleepy. Nyaha! We continue watching it juz yesterday. It's full of action &amp;amp; I wonder why the movie didn't click...(1 star) Other people just don't appreciate such a movie, perhaps. Hehe.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109367845447597376?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109367845447597376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109367845447597376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109367845447597376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109367845447597376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/van-helsing.html' title='Van Helsing'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109342583569550416</id><published>2004-08-25T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T19:24:22.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Love Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is that first feeling you feel before all the bad stuff gets in the way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad but you don't yell at them because you know it would hurt their feelings."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"When you tell someone something bad about yourself and you're scared they won't love you anymore. But then you get surprised because not only do they still love you, they love you even more."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"There are two kinds of love Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears iteveryday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. I looked at allthe people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You ! don't see anyone else Kissing me to sleep at night."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I saved the best until last...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Mushy...but they're all nice. What do you think? =) Juz like to share...hayy, mushy mushy...**&lt;br /&gt;**I finally had a good sleep today. Nice. And the breeze is cool because of the storm...the rain doesn't seem to stop the whole day. Streets were flooded in Metro Manila already. Tsk, tsk.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109342583569550416?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109342583569550416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109342583569550416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109342583569550416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109342583569550416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/random-love-quotes.html' title='Random Love Quotes'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109334420491015024</id><published>2004-08-24T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T15:58:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally.. the song that has been ringing in my head is written down on my blog.. this is it, &lt;strong&gt;'How Did You Know'&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;INTRO&lt;br /&gt;I remember so well&lt;br /&gt;The day that you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;You asked for my name&lt;br /&gt;You had the most beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;My life started to change&lt;br /&gt;I'd wake up each day feeling alright&lt;br /&gt;With you right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel things will work out just fine&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;How did you know&lt;br /&gt;I needed someone like you in my life&lt;br /&gt;That there's an empty space in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You came at the right time in my life&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;How you brought the sun to shine in my life&lt;br /&gt;And took all the worries and fears that I had&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm really trying to say&lt;br /&gt;It's not everyday that someone like you comes my way&lt;br /&gt;No words can express how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&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;**Ugh, juz blame mum &amp; Sherwin why this song kept ringing in my head. Nyaharhar. I feel better now. Whew, it's been how many days since I last blogged, huh. Damn that virus that hit me. I was bed ridden the whole time. My body aches when I cough. Terrible! It gotten even worse when my period came with it. F#&amp;amp;%! I'm glad I'm able to get up now. And boy, I miss eating though I still can't eat that much. I hafta put up the weight I've lost. Geez. I wanna thank mum...especially Sherwin for my quick recovery. Hehe. They've always been by my side all the time. Mwah! For you two...the song originally by Chiqui Pineda...revived by Gary V...Aiza Seguerra..**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109334420491015024?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109334420491015024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109334420491015024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109334420491015024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109334420491015024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109289641809212271</id><published>2004-08-19T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T14:20:18.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugh, I hate coughs &amp; colds. I got this from my achie Pep. I’m the last one who got it in this household. Hehe. I rarely got sick, but now….Waaaaaah! I just hate the feeling. I also got a little fever now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t catch much sleep last night because of my coughing. But I did catch some this morning..a long one from 10am-12:30pm. Isn’t that long enough? Okay okay, it was just a nap. Hehe. I hafta wake up to take some lunch so I can take medicines, anyway. And besides I had a terrible dream…I always had those dreams. (bangungot) Scary. Frightening. Terrifying. Horrifying. (Teka, OA na yata…) But it was really scary, indeed. Can’t explain it. It’s like you’re awake but you cannot move. You’re in the same place like on my bed and aware of the surroundings in the room. Floating…Blurry…Can’t shout for help, etc. Truly can’t describe it. *sigh* But thank God I always get to fight it. &lt;strong&gt;I’M STILL ALIVE&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/londonbelow/1038910932_erthugbear.jpg" border="0" alt="Thug Bear" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thug Bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/londonbelow/quizzes/Which%20Dysfunctional%20Care%20Bear%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which Dysfunctional Care Bear Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Haha. I'm a thug, ey?**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109289641809212271?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109289641809212271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109289641809212271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109289641809212271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109289641809212271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109282607905588528</id><published>2004-08-18T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T19:08:16.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starchat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; * Now talking in #christianster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; * Topic is 'http://www.christianster.com (Glory be to Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior)'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; * Set by Christianster on Thu Jul 08 07:41:50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;fatty_porky_brb&gt;babay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;flipnchicago&gt;bye bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;byee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;hollalujahchica&gt;dont think we can make it...we are planning our youth rally right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;flipnchicago&gt;God bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;fatty_porky_brb&gt;c u mamya sa mga adik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;fatty_porky_brb&gt;HeHeHeHeHeHeHe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;fatty_porky_brb&gt;jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;corzzz&gt;imma post hiz pix in friendster check it out jhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;sweetsmyL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;fatty_porky_brb&gt;God bless and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:10pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;allo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;corzzz&gt;okie fatty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;sis aTHeNa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;whew long time, no see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;wow!! remember me p ha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;honga e!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;corzzz&gt;hi sweetsmyl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;nand2 pala keo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;graveh na 2!!! how r u na?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;jobi&gt;where is the rally @ holla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;sa dalnet ako e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;hi there corzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;hollalujahchica&gt;at my church in san jose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;kya pla e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;corzzz&gt;hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;namiss kta sis!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:11pm&gt; &lt;closetoyourthrone&gt;immm back!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;wb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;closetoyourthrone&gt;whew.. thatw s good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;corzzz&gt;hoy close go 2 private&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; * Quits: fatty_porky_brb (riverfire@210.23.208.420) (Quit: (VirusScript ME)(BeTa) Get it at http://www.vScripT.cj)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;aTHeNa: na miss din kta! naku lalo na si sis whenna...seen her around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;closetoyourthrone&gt;d me marunong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;jobi&gt;when is it going to be this rally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;closetoyourthrone&gt;d me marunong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;jobi&gt;when is it going to be this rally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;she's always hir nmn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;corzzz&gt;JUZ GO LOOK AT THE BOTTOM OF UR SCREEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;ahhh ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;corzzz&gt;READ THE MSG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;every nyt d2 cia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;hollalujahchica&gt;its sept. 24th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;she aint chatting sa dalnet na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:12pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;yeah..d2 n cia lagi e..lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;sayang d ka nksama nung eb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;hollalujahchica&gt;my friend has cousins in chicago ....maybe u are one of them flip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;hollalujahchica&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;onga e sis aTHeNa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;musta eb?&lt;br /&gt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;saya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;waw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;tgnan mo pix nmin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;jobi&gt;flip and chica related... man what has the world come too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;san sis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:13pm&gt; &lt;flipnchicago&gt;oh.. where at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;where can i see the pix?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;sa events page...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;hollalujahchica&gt;no no nono i said my friern has cousins there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;sa may past events&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;hollalujahchica&gt;oh i dont know where at...last name is Balbin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;flipnchicago&gt;are they filipino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;sweetsmyl&gt;hmmm lemme check, thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;hollalujahchica&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;flipnchicago&gt;oh... we're not related...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;04:14pm&gt; &lt;athena&gt;*(-_-)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I tried chatting at starchat server #christianster. Ok naman. Cool nga e mga fellow Christians...may bible trivia pa... Ayy, waaah hindi pala nasasama nick pag paste ko rito yung logs. Tsk...Hehe...Anyweiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What is Christianster about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Christianster is a site made by simple christians for the benefit of fellow Christians. Christianster is about people, not about doctrines, agendas or denominations. We feel it is important as Christians that we keep in touch with our Christian friends, receive mutual support and encouragement, pray for one another and attend get togethers that are of a clean, honest and fun nature. As the saying goes, "Tell me who your friends are, and I'll tell you who you are." There are a lot of sites on the web for making new friends, but very few, if any, that facilitates the forming of friendships rooted and grounded on the foundation of Christan faith and love. This site is not about individual popularity or about how many friends one has. The focus here is only the popularity of one person - Jesus Christ. He is the center of all our relationships. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianster.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.christianster.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109282607905588528?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109282607905588528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109282607905588528' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109282607905588528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109282607905588528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/starchat.html' title='Starchat'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109272846777389081</id><published>2004-08-17T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T19:01:53.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shygurl</title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/intro-extrovert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are An Intro-Extrovert!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you're social - sometimes you're shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a bit of an Introvert / Extrovert split going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy all sorts of situations. Parties, small groups, and alone time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much of one, and you'll long for the other. You need varity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chances are, you've got both serious and fun friends - and they don't get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/extroorintroquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are You An Extrovert or Introvert? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think I'm too shy. I wish I could be outgoing. I'm kind of introverted, and I get intimidated easily. When I'm around some people, I just don't say anything. When I do speak, I feel like it comes out jumbled up and dumb. Every time I am myself, I feel like people are looking at me strangely. I feel like people don't know the real me. I talk a lot at home, but if away from home I'm not as open. I just wish I could act the same with everyone. When I see outgoing people, I wish I could be outgoing, too. Argh. Hmm but yeah sometimes I'm not that shy... that is to my close friends but I still tend to be quiet...not the chatty type.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Here, I read this in the Net...Introverts are usually much better listeners than extroverts, and listening is the language of love. They are often more sensitive to others' needs. They may not talk as much as extroverts, but when they do, they often have something very important to say. They think before they speak; I speak and think at the same time and it sometimes doesn't make sense. Introverts can go to a social gathering or church youth group and have a very good and meaningful conversation with one person. In the same situation, we extroverts will far too often just have a shallow conversation with everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Extroverts may seem to have the handle on words and social settings, but I think a secure introvert who loves God and has a proper self-image is the strongest influence in the world. Instead of worrying too much about being an introvert, acknowledge God's creation of your life and even his part in creating your personality. Celebrate being you:&lt;br /&gt;"For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well" (Psalm 139:13,14).**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109272846777389081?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109272846777389081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109272846777389081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109272846777389081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109272846777389081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/shygurl.html' title='Shygurl'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109258706633132544</id><published>2004-08-15T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T00:56:21.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Senti Story Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Um, share lang...&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;Sabi ko noon di na ako masasaktan, sabi ko kakalimutan na kita, sabi ko di na kita mamahalin pa, na kaya kong gawin lahat yon. Kaso, bigla mo na lang sinabi...&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;mahal kita, mahal mo pa rin ba ako?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sabi nila mahal mo din ako, kaya hinanap kita, yun pala may hinahanap kang iba, nung nagmakaawa ako, nagalit ka pa...haayyy, minsan na nga lang magmahal, pumapalpak pa...sorry ha, mahal kasi kita eh isipin mo na lang, parehas tayong umiyak, parehas tayong nasaktan, at parehas tayong nahirapan. pero bakit ganon? sa huli, sino lang yung natira? ako lang di ba?&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;Sabi nila "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;iwanan mo na&lt;/span&gt;". sabi ko "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ayoko&lt;/span&gt;". sabi nila "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;okay pa?&lt;/span&gt;" sabi ko "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ayos lang&lt;/span&gt;". then tinanong nila ko isang araw "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;kaya mo pa ba?&lt;/span&gt;" napaluha ako habang sinasabi, "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;mahal ko eh, kaya kakayanin ko&lt;/span&gt;".&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;Minahal kita noon pero pinabayaan mo. minahal kita ngayon pero binalewala mo, ngayon minahal mo ako, pinakawalan ko, bakit ngayon mo pa ako minahal, ngayong may mahal na akong iba?&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;Sabi nila kung mahal mo daw ang isang tao, pakawalan mo. sabi naman ng iba kung mahal mo ang isang tao, mahalin mo ng lubos. pero di ba mas mahal mo ang isang tao kung...pasayahin mo siya sa piling ng taong mahal niya? *&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;huhuhu&lt;/span&gt;* :(&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;Masakit sa kalooban ang lokohin ka, ang paasahin ka, ang pagtaksilan ka, pero mas masakit sa kalooban ang...gamitin ka lang niya. &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;Sabi nila tanga daw ako kasi hinihintay pa rin kita, kasi okay lang sa akin kahit nandiyan siya, kasi wala naman akong magagawa para malaman mo na mahal kita. paano pag naging tayo? eh di masaya....isang manhid at isang tanga.&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;Alam mo miss na kita, kaso siya naman miss mo! lam mo mahal kita, kaso siya rin mahal mo! Siya na lang lagi! Kahit nasasaktan ka niya okay lang kasi mahal mo siya! Ang tanga mo no, parang ako!&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;If I only have one hour left to live and I'm with you that day...I'll lay my head unto your shoulders as I feel the breeze touch my skin and say "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;pasandal lang po muna ha? matagal po akong mawawala eh&lt;/span&gt;."&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;Kung mahal mo raw, ipaglaban mo. totoo ba yon? paano kung hindi ka niya mahal? anong ipaglalaban mo? isang pag-ibig na ikaw lang ang nakakadama? mahirap yata yon ah!!! kaya mo ba? pero pag mahal mo talaga, kakayanin mo di ba?&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;Sana pag nakita mo na yung taong mahal mo, huwag kang magpakatanga, wag kang magpakamartir, wag kang magpakagago...ayokong makitang nahihirapan ka...tignan mo nangyari sa akin nung minahal kita....&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;Sabi nila, kapag mahal mo, lahat ibibigay mo...lahat gagawin mo...pero paano na lang kung hilingin niya na maghiwalay kayo...ibibigay mo ba kahit mahal mo pa siya?&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;Paano mo malalaman kung mahal ka niya? Simple lang....tumalon ka tapos sigaw mong mahal mo siya, pero kung di ka niya sasaluhin, wag kang mag-alala, ano ba'ng silbi ko? di ba tagasalo pag wala siya?&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;Sabi mo mahal mo ko...sabi mo di mo ko iiwan..sabi mo hihintayin mo ko. Saglit lang akong nawala iba na kasama mo. andaya talaga...dahil ba sa mahal mo lang ako pag wala siya? &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--&gt; aray&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ask ko si God, sabi ko "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Bakit mo siya kinuha sa kin? binigay ko naman lahat?&lt;/span&gt;" Sabi niya "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Di ka kasi nagtira para sa'yo&lt;/span&gt;" sabi ko, "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Ganito po kasi ako magmahal&lt;/span&gt;." sabi niya, "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Kaya pala lahat kinalimutan mo pati ako&lt;/span&gt;."&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;Sana akin ka para di ka iiyak. sana akin ka para di ka na masasaktan. sana akin ka para di ka na aasa pa. ngunit ang talagang nais ko'y sana ako siya naminahal mo ng sobra sobra.&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;Minsan ang layo ng tingin mo. Sino ba'ng hinahanap mo? yun tao bang magmamahal sayo? yan ang hirap sayo eh! ang layo lagi ng tingin mo, ang tagal ko na dito...di ba pwedeng sa kin ka naman tumingin?&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;Iniwan kita di dahil ayoko na sayo. tinalikuran kita di dahil galit ako sayo, lumayo ako di dahil ayaw na kitang makita, umalis lang ako kasi ayaw ko nang umiyak habang nakikita kang masaya...sa piling niya.&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;Muntik ko nang ipagtapat sayo ang nararamdaman ko nung magkasama tayo...muntik ko na sabihin na mahal kita...pero nung sasabihin ko na...napatigil ako dahil bigla mong sinabi...."&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;lam mo mahal ko pa siya&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;--&gt; nyeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mahal kita, mahal mo siya. Siya naman di ka kayang mahalin katulad ng pagmamahal ko sa'yo...tanga ka at siya naman, manhid....parang tayong dalawa...yun nga lang...ako yung tanga at ikaw naman yung manhid.&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;Ano ba 'to? ikaw na naman iniisip ko. Kaya ang hirap makatulog sa gabi eh, di kita makalimutan. Pero nakatulog din ako, alam mo kung paano? Sinabi ko sa sarili ko "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tanga, may mahal na yon...tulog ka na&lt;/span&gt;."&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;Mahirap umasa sa wala. Mahirap magmahal sa taong may ibang mahal. Mahirap ipagtanggol ang taong walang paki sa nararamdaman mo...at higit sa lahat, mahirap masaktan ng wala kang karapatan.&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;Sabi mo mahal mo ko, naniwala ako. Sabi mo hanggang katapusan tayo, umasa naman ako. Sabi mo di mo ako sasaktan, at nagtiwala ako sayo. pero bakit ganito, iniwan mo ako at niloko. pero okay lang, may magagawa pa ba ako? siguro lang talagang di ako para sayo.&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;Bakit ganito ang nararamdaman ko, sabi ko okay lang, kahit wala ka, kaya ko. sabi ko tigilan mo na ko dahil kaya kong wala ka. sabi ko walang kwenta sa kin ang nangyari sa tin...pero bakit ang sakit sakit ng nararamdaman ng puso kong nangungulila dahil sayo...bakit mahal pa rin kita?&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;I can't blame you if one day you'll walk out of my life but expect me to give up everything just to keep you in sight but if i fall, give me a chance to say, "&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Gagawin ko lahat, wag ka lang umalis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lahat ng tao nagbabago, lahat ng tao nagmamahal ng iba, lahat tayo masasaktan...iiwanan at kakalimutan...pero pag dumating sa kin ang araw na yon...pipilitin ko pa rin maalala yung araw na minahal mo ko...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Hayy pag-ibig nga naman...masarap na mahirap...**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109258706633132544?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109258706633132544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109258706633132544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109258706633132544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109258706633132544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/best-senti-story-ever.html' title='The Best Senti Story Ever'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109230697991216612</id><published>2004-08-12T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T18:42:36.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/i,%20robot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/i%2C%20robot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Director:Alex Proyas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cast: Will Smith, Bridget Moynahan, Alan Tudyk, James Cromwell, Bruce Greenwood, Adrian Ricard, Chi McBride, Jerry Wasserman, Fiona Hogan, Peter Shinkoda, Terry Chen, David Haysom, Scott Heindl, Sharon Wilkins and Craig March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 1/2 stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the year 2035. Robots are trusted parts of the everyday life of humans. When a crime is committed that seemingly betrays the human-robot trust, Detective Del Spooner, leads the investigation. He alone believes the crime was committed by a robot. His investigation leads him to a discovery that is much more frightening than he first thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109230697991216612?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109230697991216612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109230697991216612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109230697991216612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109230697991216612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/movie-directoralex-proyas-cast-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109222122741926866</id><published>2004-08-11T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T18:24:26.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**Have You Ever?**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;KISSED UR COUSIN? &lt;/strong&gt;where ba? hehe, sa cheeks natural..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;RAN AWAY?&lt;/strong&gt; Nope, bUt theRe were mAny instaNces that I aLmost did…I Liked to before…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;BROKEN SOMEONE'S HEART?&lt;/strong&gt; MayBe, but I doubt it…hay…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;HAD YOUR HEART BROKEN?&lt;/strong&gt; Yup&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;CRIED WHEN SOMEONE DIED?&lt;/strong&gt; HinDi pa naMan..but yea, wHen our dog Bruce died…so saD… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;BROKEN A BONE?&lt;/strong&gt; I doN’t tHink so…&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;CRIED IN SCHOOL?&lt;/strong&gt; Haha! Lotz, wHen I fiRst started sChooling…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::This or That::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;COKE OR PEPSI?&lt;/strong&gt; Hmmm aNy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;SPRITE OR 7UP?&lt;/strong&gt; sPriTe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;FLOWERS OR CANDY?&lt;/strong&gt; WhAt kind of CanDy? ChoCoLates? Yum!&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;QUIET OR LOUD?&lt;/strong&gt; It DepEnds…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*.&lt;strong&gt; BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?&lt;/strong&gt; BruNettes&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;TALL OR SHORT?&lt;/strong&gt; Tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;JEANS OR SHORTS?&lt;/strong&gt; JeAns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::The Last Time You::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;SHOWERED?&lt;/strong&gt; GonNa take a ShoweR after tHis...&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;em&gt;::What Is::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;YOUR GOOD LUCK CHARM?&lt;/strong&gt; Hmmm…I don't BeLieve in tHose thiNgees...&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;PERSON YOU HATE MOST?&lt;/strong&gt; un ang daming kaartehan sa katawan tapos daming satsat wala naman binatbat &lt;---I agRee w/ KrisTeL...magpakatoToo ka, TsoNg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;FAVE NUMBER/S?&lt;/strong&gt; 8&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;em&gt;::What is your favorite..?::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;COLOR?&lt;/strong&gt; pInk, BLue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;MOVIE?&lt;/strong&gt; MaNy to MentiOn...I loVe watcHing mOvies!&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;BOOK?&lt;/strong&gt; Anne Rice’s VamPirE ChRonicLes&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?&lt;/strong&gt; BaR ManaGemeNt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAY?&lt;/strong&gt; ChRistMas &amp;amp; New YeAr&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;SEASON?&lt;/strong&gt; SpRing? Sana mEron sa Pinas, ano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;BREAKFAST?&lt;/strong&gt; I dOn’t eat breakfast peRo ok TaPsiLog..hehe..&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;em&gt;::Who::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;MAKES YOU LAUGH THE MOST?&lt;/strong&gt; My bUds&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;MAKES YOU SMILE?&lt;/strong&gt; ShErwin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;WHO HAS A CRUSH ON YOU?&lt;/strong&gt; hmmm si ......SiNo ba? Dami e…waahahaha…&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;em&gt;::Do You Ever::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**. &lt;strong&gt;SIT BY THE PHONE WAITING FOR A PHONE CALL ALL NIGHT?&lt;/strong&gt; - yeAh beEn there, dOne tHat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;SAVE AOL CONVERSATIONS?&lt;/strong&gt; Sa AOL?..nOpes&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;SAVE E-MAILS? &lt;/strong&gt;I dO&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;WISH YOU WERE SOMEONE ELSE?&lt;/strong&gt; Not ReaLLy&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;CRIED BECAUSE OF SOMEONE'S MEAN Word?&lt;/strong&gt; Yes, I hAve…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;::Have You::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;FALLEN FOR YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;/strong&gt; Hmm…No…&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;MADE OUT WITH JUST A FRIEND?&lt;/strong&gt; Nah-Huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*.&lt;strong&gt; BEEN IN LOVE?&lt;/strong&gt; YeS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;BEEN IN LUST?&lt;/strong&gt; uH-huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;BEEN KISSED?&lt;/strong&gt; yEp...&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;em&gt;::Who was the last person::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;YOU TOUCHED?&lt;/strong&gt; Si Lola…nahiLo bigLa e…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*.&lt;strong&gt; YOU TALKED TO?&lt;/strong&gt; SiLa mOmsy ko…&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;YOU HUGGED?&lt;/strong&gt; ShErwin&lt;br /&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;WHO BROKE YOUR HEART?&lt;/strong&gt; PuCha, waG na naTing pag-uSapan..hehe...Sino Pa?! KiLaLa nYo yun...&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;em&gt;::Do you::&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;COLOR YOUR HAIR?&lt;/strong&gt; yEs, midniGht bLack…dOesn’t seEm to wOrk, tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;HAVE TATTOOS?&lt;/strong&gt; NonE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*. &lt;strong&gt;HAVE PIERCINGS? &lt;/strong&gt;tHrEe on my left ear, 2 on my riGht&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Dang, gotta answers some surveys...got it from Friendster...Kainis, they juz love to flood the BulletinBoard. Argh! Iba wala naman kwenta...hehe...Sowee...easy lang Jez... :p **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109222122741926866?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109222122741926866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109222122741926866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109222122741926866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109222122741926866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/have-you-ever.html' title='**Have You Ever?**'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109212625110965857</id><published>2004-08-10T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T20:44:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://castle-diqueria.com/spirit_quiz/" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.castle-diqueria.com/spirit_quiz/benevolent.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://castle-diqueria.com/spirit_quiz/" target="new"&gt;Spirit Quiz&lt;/a&gt; and visit &lt;a href="http://www.castle-diqueria.com" target="new"&gt;Castle Diqueria&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Hmmm...does it sound like me? No cOmment! :p **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109212625110965857?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109212625110965857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109212625110965857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109212625110965857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109212625110965857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/take-spirit-quiz-and-visit-castle.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109186745578986768</id><published>2004-08-07T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T12:58:59.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey...FYI</title><content type='html'>Here's some info about me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Name&lt;/strong&gt;: JeSsALeE RaCheLLe S. TaN (da hell wid mah fullname! Lolz Unique naman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Birth Date&lt;/strong&gt;: 18th March 1979&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Location of birth&lt;/strong&gt;: MaNiLa, PhiLz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your zodiac sign&lt;/strong&gt;: PiCsES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicknames&lt;/strong&gt;: JeSsA, JeSs/JeZ, DiYeZ, JeLLe, GaNdA, JeSsEnG GoRGeoUs (dami, noh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IRC Nicknames&lt;/strong&gt;: sweetsmyl, PayTonFrE, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Height&lt;/strong&gt;: 5'4" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hair Color&lt;/strong&gt;: SuMkiNda BlaCkiSh-bLaCk BrOwNisH-brOwN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CRUSH SIDE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have a crush?&lt;/strong&gt;: YaHuH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend?&lt;/strong&gt;: YeaH BaBy YeaH! (he's really nice &amp; sweet &amp;amp; he luvs me...dba?! LOLZ... diz will go on 4eva so i might as well skip diz hehehe) NAKSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you first meet someone, you notice?&lt;/strong&gt; Da waY He CarriEs HimSeLf, FaCe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who was your first crush?&lt;/strong&gt;: hmmm is it HaRoLD or RaE-An?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER?Loved someone so much it made you cry?&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah...WaaaaaaaaH! I always enD up hurt..so sad…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eaten a whole pack of oreos?&lt;/strong&gt; I LoVe OrEoS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever been on stage?&lt;/strong&gt;: yeah LoTz when I was in HS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GotteN in a Car Accident?&lt;/strong&gt;: yea…when I Was StiLL a BaBy w/ mah faMiLy (so lucky we’ve survived, thank GOD!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiked up a mountain?&lt;/strong&gt;: YupZ pero aYaw ko Na…too much Puffin` foe me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stayed home on a Saturday night just because?&lt;/strong&gt;: it juzz so happened ` got no-wer to go to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seen the Eiffel tower?&lt;/strong&gt;: yeah on TV &amp; MoVieS (hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Toothpaste&lt;/strong&gt;: Colgate fresh cOnfideNce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type of soup&lt;/strong&gt;: ChiCkeN Asparagus, Cream of MushrOom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie&lt;/strong&gt;: All JuLia RoBert’s Film in it, LOTR, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type of sandwich&lt;/strong&gt;: CluB SanDwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TV show&lt;/strong&gt;: CharMed, MTV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Innie or outtie?&lt;/strong&gt;: in &amp;amp; out (hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coffee or cocoa?&lt;/strong&gt;: Mocha LaTTe foe ME! (hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lace or satin?&lt;/strong&gt;: SaTiN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red or blue?&lt;/strong&gt;: bLuE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dawsons or Party of 5?&lt;/strong&gt;: any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here or there?&lt;/strong&gt;: EVERYWHERE! (lolzzz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jeans or cords?&lt;/strong&gt;: JeanS BaBy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sweater or sweatshirt?&lt;/strong&gt;: sweatshirt tapos walang bra (hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pencil or pen?&lt;/strong&gt;: iNk PeNs (Jellers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T-shirt or tank top?&lt;/strong&gt;: TaNk ToP, CroP ToP, HaLTeR ToP hehehe.. BaSta sleeveless! Tee’s Bihira lang eh. (mostly pangbahay pag malamig hehe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stripes or solids?&lt;/strong&gt;: i DuNnO... whatevah (Billiards pa ito? Lolzzzz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wool or cotton?&lt;/strong&gt;: CoTToN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rose or Lily?&lt;/strong&gt;: RoSeS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate milk or plain?&lt;/strong&gt;: ChoCo MilK shakes! YUM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celsius or Fahrenheit?&lt;/strong&gt;: CeLsIuS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spring or fall?&lt;/strong&gt;: SprInG.. but ‘la naman d2 sa Pinas nyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;History or science?&lt;/strong&gt;: WTF?! History? Blech! Science nalang ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Front door or back door?&lt;/strong&gt;: FrOnT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blonde or brunette?&lt;/strong&gt;: BruNeTTeS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cat or dog?&lt;/strong&gt;: bOth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Half empty or half full?&lt;/strong&gt;: itz D saMe Shit! Hmmmm… HalF FuLL foe positive thinking, aiight? (hehe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you have bestfriends?&lt;/strong&gt;: Uh-HuH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who have you known the longest out of yourfriends?&lt;/strong&gt;: hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who's the shyest?&lt;/strong&gt;: i am?! hahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who do you go to for advice?&lt;/strong&gt;: MaH BuDz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who do u go to talk about girls/guys?&lt;/strong&gt;: sTiLL 2 MaH BuDz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friend who knows all of your secrets?&lt;/strong&gt;: my cuz GK &amp; Jeffy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 24 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cried?&lt;/strong&gt;: NaH UH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laughed?&lt;/strong&gt;: Yea, I fink so…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Made someone laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;: BoY, I hope so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helped someone?&lt;/strong&gt;: yeA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bought something?&lt;/strong&gt;: in 24 hours aye?! Yesterday, we wEnt sHopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cut your hair?&lt;/strong&gt;: NaH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worn a tie/dress?&lt;/strong&gt;: nOpE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been kissed?&lt;/strong&gt;: hahaha wer at?! LIPS? censored! Yes, yum (hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Said I love you?&lt;/strong&gt;: YePz every ChanCe I Get &amp;amp; oh HEY LOVE YOU! lolzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Felt stupid?&lt;/strong&gt;: JuZz feLt aiiGht?! But Most of D tiMe yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Written a real letter?&lt;/strong&gt;: I don’T Think so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Written on paper?&lt;/strong&gt;: wer elze if not paper? leaves? bwahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken a test?&lt;/strong&gt;: HeLL YeaH da ones for bLogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Met someone new?&lt;/strong&gt;: hmmmm wala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Written in a journal?&lt;/strong&gt;: no, lately hindi nako nakakasuLat sa diaRy e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watched your favorite movie?&lt;/strong&gt;: NaH HaVeNT goT Da MOVIE at HoMe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talked to someone you Love?&lt;/strong&gt;: talked? in a matter of speakin’ when u can hear HIM? well NO......daymz…mamaya Cguro when he drops by…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Given someone a present?&lt;/strong&gt;: me no money eh&lt;/span&gt; kahiT guSto ko..wahehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Yan na muna &amp;amp; more to cOme...Kundi quizzez...surveys like these. Itz an alternative pag wala ako ma-blog. Ehehe.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109186745578986768?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109186745578986768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109186745578986768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109186745578986768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109186745578986768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/surveyfyi.html' title='Survey...FYI'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109176479474613902</id><published>2004-08-06T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T13:14:07.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From The Moment I Saw You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From The Moment I Looked Into Your Eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There Was Something About You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Had Found A Once In A Lifetime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And A Treasure Thats Is Impossible To Find...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm With You, I'm Complete...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Hear Your Laugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To See Your Smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Listen To Your Beautiful Voice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Stare Into Your Eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Makes Me Complete...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All I Want From You Is To...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hug You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kiss You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold Your Hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hold You In My Arms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because You Are Everything To Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To You, I'm Just A Girlfriend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To Me, You're My World, My Heart, My Soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Want To Spend The Rest Of My Life With You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'd Never Know How Far I Would Go For You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Would Give My Life In the Place Of Yours...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Want You To Know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Will Always Be There For You... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Need Someone To Talk To...&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;Need Someone To Cry With...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Need Someone Who Will Listen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Need Someone To Be Mad At...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Need Someone To Lean On...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anytime You Need Me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day Or Night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Know That...&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;I Will Always Be There For You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Will Love You Forever And A Day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;God Tells Me That Your Angel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I Already Knew...&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;You're Everything To Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And You Always Will Be...&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;Sweetheart Pet Generator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="304" align="center" bgcolor="#51336d"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" bgcolor="#333333" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="35" alt="Quiz Me" hspace="0" src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/petname/quizme.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#6fa6b2;"&gt;Sherwin is my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#77cad0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;erotic shmookie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #c0abef; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/petname/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;http://quizme.stvlive.com/petname/quiz.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&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%;color:#006600;"&gt;**&lt;em&gt;I Commit Myself To You, For All Eternity&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;**Haha. Look at the petname...how queer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;**Hayy, grabe ang drama ko...**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109176479474613902?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109176479474613902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109176479474613902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109176479474613902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109176479474613902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/2nd-monthsary.html' title='2nd Monthsary'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109161388002917695</id><published>2004-08-04T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-04T18:07:08.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Do you know the popular senti song "Fallin'"? Share ko lang itong article from an e-mail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Fallin'...and you think the song is so simple... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FALLIN'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"I'm afraid to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I don't know why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm jealous of the people who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are not afraid to die." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Falling in love is the greatest and most wonderful gift. The sky is bluer and it seems that flowers are blooming everywhere. Indeed, what an exhilarating feeling it is to love and be loved in return. Here's the challenge though: when one loves, one dies. I don't mean the physical death, but death to oneself. You see, when you are in love, you place that person's needs above your own. Loving entails a lot of sacrifices. Personal preferences are thrown out the window in place of something that was mutually agreed on or sometimes one just chose to give up her own preference because love dictates it. I admire the brave ones who can do just that, make the decision to love and allow themselves to be swept by the"magic" and mystery of it all- To trust someone withtheir life and accept the commitment to be there for each other always, for better or for worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It's just that I recall, back when I was small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone promised that they'd catch me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but then they let me fall?.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's weird what one does all for the sake of love. It's sad to admit that there are also those who just love when it is convenient for them, when things are going smoothly, the way they wanted it, the way they planned it. Its true colors are uncovered when trials sets in. Will they hold on or will they give up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"And now I'm falling, fallin' fast again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do I always take a fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I fall in love?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then you begin to ask yourself, why did I allow myself to fall in love? To be hurt? Why am I so stupid and stubborn? I should never let it happen again! Only to find yourself falling in love again? But then, who can really resist the call to love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You think by now I've learned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Play with fire you get burned &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But fire can be oh so warm, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's why I return?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Aha, the call to love is inherent and real. It is part of our humanity, to respond to love that is freely given. In the first place, it was God who first loved us and called us to love in return? Though it was not easy loving foolish and stubborn humans, still, He loved us because it is His nature, because God is love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Turn and walk away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's what I should do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My head says go and find the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My heart says I found you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We can never turn away from our nature-that is to love. No matter what our head says, the decision to love lies in the heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It always turns out the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loving someone, losing myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I only got me to blame?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm one of the brave ones and I'm proud of it. I loved and continue to love. For all its magic and mystery, the joys and the sorrows, yes, even the hurts and the pains. It was all worth it. I may have lost a part of me in the process once, but I also gain a lot of lessons. I can still laugh at life. I responded to God's call to love. It was a decision patterned after the love of God. I have no regrets! No one is to blame. It is my nature to love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"And maybe this time I'll have it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I make it after all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe this time i won't fall when I fall in love..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will definitely love again. I will take the risk and fall again, for what it's worth. Maybe this time it will be forever, maybe this time "we" can make it. ..maybe this time there's no letting go.. How will I know if I don't trust again? Dream again and love again. So I did...and have fallen in love again...and continue to love.... &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;The song is more than a love song , it was a song of hope. Of better things to come, of joy after the tears and of rainbows after a storm. &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;Every problem has a gift for you in its hands. Conquering any difficulty always gives one a secret joy... &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;I......somehow got brave enough.....to experience...love and life.....and stayed in love with you even if you hurt me badly......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;**sigh**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;**L-O-V-E...I find this article some what true...Hey, filipinos talaga are lovers at heart, ano? Madalas napapag-usapan..from e-mails to forums to bulletinboards, etc. Love is all around.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109161388002917695?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109161388002917695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109161388002917695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109161388002917695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109161388002917695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/fallin.html' title='Fallin&apos;'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-109134470251748115</id><published>2004-08-01T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T15:45:09.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/mirc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/mirc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paytonfrescript&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;02:11pm&gt; &lt;tangyrine&gt;!seen sweetsmyl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;02:11pm&gt; &lt;itlog&gt;sweetsmyl (babybink@203.131.136.34) ay huling nakitang umalis sa #Filipino-Chinese 21 days, 19 hours, 7 minutes nakaraan na may mensaheng (Quit: "as you walk through the valley of the shadow and death, don't be afraid, because a shadow is always cast by light." visit my blog nalang ah &lt;a href="http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com"&gt;http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Hmm long time since I last chatted, huh. Here are some examples of my quit message I use when leaving the chatroom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/quit Watching him walk out of ur life shldn't make u bitter or cynical abt love but shld make u wonder; If u so much wanted 2 b w/ d wrong one, how wonderful it'll b wen d right one comes along..*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/quit When I look at you, I can feel it. When I look at you...I'm home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/quit u asked me y I’m doin so much better than last yr…itz bcoz I like myself now when I’m w/ u…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/quit Sometimes you wish u could've held on to someone a little longer, u shouldn't. People stay in your life not because u cling to them, but because the only place they wish to be is beside u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/quit Funny, when u wait for d right person to come along, always end up w/ d wrong one but when u juz sit at a corner &amp; 4get dat d right person exist, he comes &amp;amp; asks if he could share d corner w/ u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;I usually chat in Dalnet #filipino-chinese, #e-hole, #damadenoche &amp; #issue. The ones I left years ago #stpaulqc, #slinkytown, #bataan, #sjc, #devils_empire, #fallen-angels, #bolahan, #25above, #maynila, etc. Whoa...too many...can't believe I keep up with it. Hehe...or should I say "Lolz". I sometimes chat in Undernet too #filipino-chinese, #girlets-boylets &amp;amp; #r-toyz...juz to see my danda friends/gimik buddies (dharls, jenn, erika, sam, david, mary &amp;amp; jengkay). Lately I juz stopped chatting. *shrugs* Maybe I can check it out again one of these days. Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109134470251748115?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109134470251748115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109134470251748115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109134470251748115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109134470251748115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/08/paytonfrescript-seen-sweetsmyl.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-109084000526307091</id><published>2004-07-26T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T19:08:13.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;You Would Pick Your Boyfriend Again!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the initial new couple spark has faded for you two,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've built upon your attraction - and formed a deep love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although things are never perfect, they're usually pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't let your eye wander. You've got the best catch for you, at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/pickhimagainquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would You Pick Him Again? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;For Sherwin: I love you now, and I've loved you ever since we've been together; just know that our love will always be forever&lt;/span&gt;. ** &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for holding on...We can do it!..with the Lord's guidance..I love you, truly..I'll remain as long as you love me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Yes, I think there's no such thing as a perfect relationship. There's misunderstandings, fights/arguments, quarrels etc. Don't let yourself be so angry you stop loving. Because one day you'll wake up from the anger, and the person you love will be gone. Try your best. Remember to have patience &amp; ofcourse don't forget the love.&amp;nbsp; Then again...itz close to perfect!&lt;/span&gt;** &lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In relationships, thank God you're hurting or crying. There you are given the chance to measure the importance of the relationship of the person &amp;amp; yourself...then You grow!&lt;/span&gt;** &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Learn from mistakes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109084000526307091?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109084000526307091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109084000526307091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109084000526307091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109084000526307091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/you-would-pick-your-boyfriend-again_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109075801837709242</id><published>2004-07-25T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T20:20:18.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel in disguise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hamazaki.net/x/quiz/quiz1.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="306" width="256" border="0" src="SAVE IT TO UR OWN SERVER" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hamazaki.net/x/quiz/quiz1.html" target="_blank"&gt;What kind of ANGEL are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiz made by &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://hamazaki.net/x/"&gt;Angela&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Would you know an angel, If one appeared to you? Do they all have wings, And eyes the deepest blue? Would you know an angel, By the glow around their head? And is it true we sometimes go, Where even they're afraid to tread? Would you know an angel, If it was right in front of you? For I have seen an angel, In my heart I know its true. I have seen an angel, And it didn't have two wings. It didn't have eyes of blue, Or those other things. I have seen an angel, It stood right in front of me. I touched her face and kissed her lips, But knew, it was not meant to be. I have known an angel, And had heaven here on earth. And if I died tomorrow, I would not regret my birth. So search for your angel, But don't be fooled by what you see. An angel may have deep blue eyes, Or look a lot like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by Dan Borders&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I see an angel in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I see an angel in your heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; won't you be my angel for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; now and never apart&lt;/span&gt;.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109075801837709242?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109075801837709242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109075801837709242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109075801837709242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109075801837709242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/angel-in-disguise_25.html' title='Angel in disguise'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-109066113993556863</id><published>2004-07-24T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T17:25:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="RAOCXplayer" src="http://www.vh1.com/sitewide/mediaplayer/asxmaker.asx?clipids=1606311&amp;s1=az&amp;amp;s2=maroon_5&amp;adPth=/asm/adsetup/artists/az/&amp;amp;x=x.asx" type="application/x-mplayer2" width="320" height="302" showstatusbar="1" autosize="true" displaysize="0" pluginspage="http://www.microsoft.com/Windows/Downloads/Contents/Products/MediaPlayer/"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video provided by &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/users/2010845"&gt;Videos For Myspace!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Love &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;by Maroon 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was so high I did not recognize&lt;br /&gt;The fire burning in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;The chaos that controlled my mind&lt;br /&gt;Whispered goodbye and she got on a plane&lt;br /&gt;Never to return again&lt;br /&gt;But always in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice, cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried my best to feed her appetite&lt;br /&gt;Keep her coming every night&lt;br /&gt;So hard to keep her satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Kept playing love like it was just a game&lt;br /&gt;Pretending to feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Then turn around and leave again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;And her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice, cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll fix these broken things&lt;br /&gt;Repair your broken wings&lt;br /&gt;And make sure everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;(it's alright, it's alright)&lt;br /&gt;My pressure on your hips&lt;br /&gt;Sinking my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;Into every inch of you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that's what you want me to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;Her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;And I have no choice, cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;My heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;And she said goodbye too many times before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love has taken its toll on me&lt;br /&gt;She said goodbye too many times before&lt;br /&gt;Her heart is breaking in front of me&lt;br /&gt;But I have no choice, cause I won't say goodbye anymore&lt;br /&gt;(fade out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sigh&lt;/span&gt;** &lt;br /&gt;**&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I accidentally deleted Britney Spear's Everytime music video in my last entry. Waahaha. I ain't a fan naman of hers, ok lang. I like Mandy Moore but can't find a video of her to post here. So eto nalang...Maroon 5...take it away! Haha. Wala lang...&lt;/span&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109066113993556863?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109066113993556863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109066113993556863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109066113993556863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109066113993556863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/music-video_109066113993556863.html' title='Music Video'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109022848623056370</id><published>2004-07-19T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T17:18:10.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charmed</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://hometown.aol.com/piperhaliwellp3/chquiz.html"&gt;&lt;img height="269" src="http://members.hometown.aol.com/_ht_a/piperhaliwellp3/images/piper.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Which Halliwell Sister Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;**Ooh nice, I'm Piper Haliwell. I simply adore her. &lt;br /&gt;Piper's Powers&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Temporal Stasis: Piper's first power, which gave her the ability to stop time from moving forwards with her hands. This power is affectionally labelled "freezing". As the first season progressed, she was able to get a good handle on this power, such as freezing demons and unfreezing particular body parts.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Particle Manipulation: During season three, Piper's powers grew. She now has the ability to speed molecules up to such a point that they explode. This comes in handy for a quick demonic vanquish and is the girl's most affective power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"THE POWER OF THREE WILL SET YOU FREE."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;**Argh, kainis, dami ko nang na-miss na episodes...We only got one TV working. Dang! Lola Meding watches those teleseryes. Darn those drama series. Ahahaha.** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109022848623056370?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109022848623056370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109022848623056370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109022848623056370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109022848623056370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/charmed.html' title='Charmed'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109012730395938937</id><published>2004-07-18T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T13:08:23.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/reflectedgrace/1036813069_revelation.gif" border="0" alt="You are Revelation" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Revelation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/reflectedgrace/quizzes/Which%20book%20of%20the%20Bible%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which book of the Bible are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;-(Revelation 1:3)"Blessed is the one who reads the words of this prophecy, and blessed are those who hear it and take to heart what is written in it, because the time is near." &lt;br /&gt;-(Rev 21:6) He said to me: "It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life.**&lt;br /&gt;**It is true that those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109012730395938937?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109012730395938937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109012730395938937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109012730395938937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109012730395938937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/you-are-revelation.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-109003971893072125</id><published>2004-07-17T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T14:46:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvel Hero</title><content type='html'>http://www.liquidgeneration.com/quiz/images/firestar.jpg &lt;br /&gt;To link it (the actual code): &lt;img height="165" src="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/quiz/images/firestar.jpg" width="403" border="1" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Hmmm, I don't seem to know Firestar...so I researched a li'l of her...&lt;br /&gt;Name: Angelica Jones&lt;br /&gt;1st App.: Uncanny X-Men #193&lt;br /&gt;Team/Family: Member of the Avengers, Former Member of the New Warriors.&lt;br /&gt;Powers: Superhuman ability to project Microwave energy...Can generate intense heat &amp;amp; melt many objects...Also has the ability to fly by mentally "pushing" microwave energy beneath herself for propulsion...She is also immune to any harmful effects of microwave energy.&lt;br /&gt;Spidey's Friend?: Yes, they even made some non-marvel universe cartoon in the 80's which starred both of them!&lt;br /&gt;Hayan, diyan pala nakuha ni Angelika Jones screen name nya. Wahehehe.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-109003971893072125?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/109003971893072125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=109003971893072125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109003971893072125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/109003971893072125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/marvel-hero.html' title='Marvel Hero'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108988669834766264</id><published>2004-07-15T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T18:30:00.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes, quizzes, quizzes!</title><content type='html'>So whenever I entered my state of complete boredom, I decided I would go to those silly quiz sites and take a bunch of quizzes to try and learn more about myself. Maybe I am in denial or something, but the results of these quizzes are absurd. Um hmn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108988669834766264?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108988669834766264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108988669834766264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108988669834766264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108988669834766264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/quizzes-quizzes-quizzes.html' title='Quizzes, quizzes, quizzes!'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108980102987509389</id><published>2004-07-14T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T02:57:54.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="arial,helvetica" SIZE="1"&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://quizme.stvlive.com/zodiacpersonality/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://quizme.stvlive.com/zodiacpersonality/results/taurus.gif" WIDTH="300" HEIGHT="200" BORDER="0" ALT="Discover your Zodiac Personality" VSPACE="3"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Discover your Zodiac Personality @ Quiz Me&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Eek, it didn't match. My zodiac's The Fish -Pisces. Hmmm but yeah, it sounds a li'l like me. Hehe.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108980102987509389?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108980102987509389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108980102987509389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108980102987509389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108980102987509389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/discover-your-zodiac-personality-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108970537302216339</id><published>2004-07-13T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T19:24:34.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/kd9.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/kd9.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kirsten Dunst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dream of Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me sleep,&lt;br /&gt;For when I sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I dream that you are here youre mine,&lt;br /&gt;and all my fears are left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I float on air,&lt;br /&gt;The nightingale sings gentle lullabies,&lt;br /&gt;So let me close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sleep a chance to dream,&lt;br /&gt;So i can see the face,&lt;br /&gt;I long to touch, to kiss,&lt;br /&gt;But only dreams can bring me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let the moon shine,&lt;br /&gt;Softly on the boy I long to see&lt;br /&gt;And maybe when he dreams&lt;br /&gt;He'll dream of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hide beneath the clouds&lt;br /&gt;That whisper to the evening star&lt;br /&gt;they tell me love is just a dream away&lt;br /&gt;Dream Away Dream Away Dream Away&lt;br /&gt;I'll dream away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let the moon shine,&lt;br /&gt;Softly on the boy I long to see&lt;br /&gt;And maybe when he dreams&lt;br /&gt;He'll dream of me&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh Dream of me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I slept early the other night. Whee! Pinatulog ako ni Sherwin juz like a baby...hinehele. ;) I had a nice sleep. But last night, I slept past 3am. Aww. Daymz. Anyweiz, I'm not a Kirsten Dunst fan ah...share ko lang song nya, cute kasi dba?**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108970537302216339?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108970537302216339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108970537302216339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108970537302216339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108970537302216339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/kirsten-dunst-dream-of-me-let-me-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108947413983145355</id><published>2004-07-10T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T18:22:51.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1041991326_fPerfectGF.gif" border="0" alt="You're Perfect ^^"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Which&lt;br&gt;means you're rare or that you cheated :P You're&lt;br&gt;the kind of chick that can hang out with your&lt;br&gt;boyfriend's friends and be silly. You don't&lt;br&gt;care about presents or about going to fancy&lt;br&gt;placed. Hell, just hang out. You're just happy&lt;br&gt;being around your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Girlfriend%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Girlfriend Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Cheated! Duh, nevah! Well, am still trying to be the best for my baby. I haven't been to a really serious relationship. I still dunno how to respond to their sweet gestures. I dunno how to act as a gf. Hehe. Heto, naninibago...My B &amp; I always hang out together. As in, we see each other everynight after his work. If we didn't see each other kasi parang kulang ang araw e. Kakamiss kagad. Next time nyan 24/7 na. =)**&lt;br /&gt;I'll share to you the lyrics of the song he sang to me awhile ago...copyright yan ah...contact me nalang...Haha. He's a good composer/singer. Pang 4th song na ito for me. *-_-* Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;written/composed by: Sherwin Que dela Fuente&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I met you, I was so sure my feelings were true&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain, I never knew, How did I fall in love w/ you?&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid even though there's pain,&lt;br /&gt;My love will always remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just you in my life, Only you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I love you as my wife, No matter what it seems&lt;br /&gt;Only you in my mind, You are one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;I need you til the end, You are more than a friend&lt;br /&gt;There's just you in my heart, Right from the start&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Just you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you by my side, I feel alright, for you my baby I would rather fight&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we're ok, we're fine, Is this true that I can call you mine?&lt;br /&gt;Until one time, I realized...You're the love of my life&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid even though there's pain,&lt;br /&gt;My love will always remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just you in my life, Only you in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;I love you as my wife, No matter what it seems&lt;br /&gt;Only you in my mind, You are one of a kind&lt;br /&gt;I need you til the end, You are more than a friend&lt;br /&gt;There's just you in my heart, right from the start&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Just you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Every relationship ain't perfect. Lagi-lagi akong pinapaiyak ng bf ko, ayy este lagi ko kasi inaaway. *winkz* Tigas kasi ng ulo. Haha. Kidding. It's nice to know we hold on to each other no matter what &amp; we have the good Lord w/ us. May we always stay together. Amen! =)**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108947413983145355?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108947413983145355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108947413983145355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108947413983145355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108947413983145355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/perfect-youre-perfect-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108938860471602094</id><published>2004-07-09T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T19:01:27.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/destiny_800.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/destiny_800.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 stars&lt;br /&gt;125 minutes | Rated:PG-13&lt;br /&gt;Directed by Sam Raimi, Tobey Maguire, Kirsten Dunst, Alfred Molina, James Franco, Elizabeth Banks, Rosemary Harris, J.K. Simmons, Dylan Baker, Donna Murphy, Vanessa Ferlito, Ted Raimi, Bill Nunn, Bruce Campbell, Stan Lee (cameo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;strong&gt;"Spider-Man 2", &lt;/strong&gt;Peter Parker has become tormented by living up to the responsibilities of his secret life, and that has made his personal life a wreck. He's failing his beloved science courses at college, he can't pay his rent to his crazy Russian slumlord, the bank is foreclosing on the house he grew up in with his warm and loving aunt May (Rosemary Harris), and since Mary Jane has become an actress and a model, he's haunted by her beautiful visage on perfume billboards all over New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse yet, the stress has taken a toll on his super powers. Faced with the possibility of losing MJ forever (she's engaged to marry an astronaut), he's just about to ashcan the Spandex for good when one of his scientific mentors, Doctor Otto Octavius (Alfred Molina), who has been working on a breakthrough in fusion, falls victim to a lab accident (this happens a lot to Parker's scientific mentors). He becomes fused to a set of creepy, snake-like robotic arms -- harnessed to his back to help him manipulate his unstable fusion experiments -- and soon the single-minded artificial intelligence that controls the arms is manipulating him instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly determined to see his dangerous experiments through at all costs, the now-psychotic Doc Ock becomes a menace to the city -- and to Peter in particular since he knows Spider-Man is the only one who can stop him from essentially creating a small sun that could consume Manhattan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Sherwin &amp; I watched Spiderman2 in Robinson's StarMills in Pampanga. It's a nice movie &amp; the effects improved. Definitely can't wait for the Part 3 episode.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108938860471602094?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108938860471602094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108938860471602094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108938860471602094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108938860471602094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/spiderman-2.html' title='Spiderman 2'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7528837.post-108927441276445891</id><published>2004-07-08T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T19:23:45.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/Bruce.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/Bruce.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Loving Memory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Star &lt;strong&gt;"BRUCE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 24, 1996 - July 8, 2004&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Labrador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears coursing down our cheeks &lt;br /&gt;the pain is raw &amp; deep &lt;br /&gt;His memories are fresh &amp; haunting memories &lt;br /&gt;we'll always keep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was never just an animal, &lt;br /&gt;he was a pet, relative &amp; friend.&lt;br /&gt;We are left with broken hearts that we hope &lt;br /&gt;in time will mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was so very sweet &amp; precious. &lt;br /&gt;It was so hard to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;His heart was filled with love for us &lt;br /&gt;we can only think of him &amp; cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life we shared is over now &lt;br /&gt;we will miss his sweet &amp; loving face.&lt;br /&gt;We have loved him so completely none &lt;br /&gt;could ever take his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We firmly wipe the tears away trying &lt;br /&gt;not to dwell upon this pain.&lt;br /&gt;But he was so much a part of us, &lt;br /&gt;our lives will never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce, you've left an empty place if only &lt;br /&gt;you didn't have to die.&lt;br /&gt;But someday, baby, &lt;br /&gt;we will think of you and &lt;br /&gt;no longer hurt and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your memory will never fade &amp; &lt;br /&gt;our love for you will never cease.&lt;br /&gt;You will always be in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Farewell our Brucee Baby, &lt;br /&gt;may you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy, Mommy Pepz &amp; Tita Jez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**A loss of a beloved pet brings grief , pain, emptiness and a Broken Heart. Makes one feel as if life is upside down. Bruce! Greatly Missed &amp; Loved by your family...**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twisting And Turning &lt;br /&gt;by bessy41 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixing and matching,&lt;br /&gt;Twisting and turning,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and praying,&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming and considering,&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing yet always knowing,&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to, yet not wanting to,&lt;br /&gt;Mixing my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Matching my soul to yours,&lt;br /&gt;Twisting fate with the flick of the wrist,&lt;br /&gt;Turning my life over,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that it would end,&lt;br /&gt;Praying that it never would stop,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking it was over,&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that it wasn't,&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of its coming,&lt;br /&gt;Considering letting it steal within&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing if it's true,&lt;br /&gt;Always knowing that it's there.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to live in the light,&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting the light to come,&lt;br /&gt;The love of another&lt;br /&gt;The dreams of someone close,&lt;br /&gt;Remembering what you used to feel,&lt;br /&gt;Can it come back if you pray so?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**What if life wasn't full of contradictions? Would we never have second thoughts, and just act on our first?**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108927441276445891?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108927441276445891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108927441276445891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108927441276445891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108927441276445891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/loss.html' title='Loss'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108918814475730285</id><published>2004-07-07T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T00:12:32.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?un=EvilKirin&amp;meme=1074640805' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Your Vampire Life (female) by EvilKirin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Your Username' value='Jez' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;How Many Years From Now You Will Be Turned...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;You Will Be Turned By...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Your Cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your Signature Power Will Be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Your Uncanny Sense of Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your Vampiric Lifemate Will Be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img22.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Kirin/Memes/bean.gif'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;You Will Lure Them Into It By...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Hypnotism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;How Many Years You Will Live For...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;1,770&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;You Will Finally Be Killed By...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;img src='http://img22.photobucket.com/albums/v67/Kirin/Memes/stake.jpg'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='EvilKirin'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074640805'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;Created with the ORIGINAL &lt;a href='http://memegen.deskslave.org/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Hayyy, since college life I sleep in the morning na...pero now buti hindi na masyado. I make it a point I'm in bed by 2am. Haha! Vampee! Tapos hilig ko pa yung mga about vampires. Yikes! ;p**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108918814475730285?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108918814475730285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108918814475730285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108918814475730285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108918814475730285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/your-vampire-life-female-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108910042844269506</id><published>2004-07-06T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T15:53:48.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Monthsary</title><content type='html'>My boyfriend Sherwin &amp; I had a li'l celebration last night. We've talked about not celebrating monthsary 'coz itz like we're depending/counting months together. I guess we're juz too happy &amp; excited. Anyweiz, we juz had Asti. I even got tipsy! Haha. Happy Monthsary! I love you, B! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What You Are To Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a rose, you are my thorns,&lt;br /&gt;clutching to me, protecting me.&lt;br /&gt;I am the sun, you are my rays,&lt;br /&gt;helping me to shine and to be all that I can.&lt;br /&gt;I am a lake, you are my water,&lt;br /&gt;filling me with ideas, dreams, and hopes for the future.&lt;br /&gt;I am a tree, you are my leaves,&lt;br /&gt;sharing who and what I am&lt;br /&gt;and becoming an important part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I am a heart, you are my beat,&lt;br /&gt;beating rhythmically to my happiness,&lt;br /&gt;my fear, my sadness, my excitement.&lt;br /&gt;I am me and you are with me,&lt;br /&gt;to share all that I am,&lt;br /&gt;to share life, love, and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108910042844269506?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108910042844269506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108910042844269506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108910042844269506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108910042844269506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/1st-monthsary.html' title='1st Monthsary'/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108902544969136094</id><published>2004-07-05T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T15:16:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" border="3"  style="color:#0033ff;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jolly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eccentric&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="center" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zonked&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="&lt;a href=" method="post"&gt;Name'&gt;http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name&lt;/a&gt; / Username:&lt;input name="name"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Get your name acronym!"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/app/&lt;a%20href="&gt;Name'&gt;http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name&lt;/a&gt; Acronym Generator&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**Jolly? Joyous -full of high spirits; Cheerful-expressing, suggesting or inspiring gaiety; Splendid-extremely pleasant or agreeable &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eccentric- Extraordinary-exciting wonder or awe; unique &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Zonked-stupefied by or as if by alcohol or a drug; Intoxicated-boozy, drunk; Drugged-doped, spaced-out** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108902544969136094?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108902544969136094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108902544969136094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108902544969136094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108902544969136094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/jjollyeeccentriczzonked-form.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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-7528837.post-108892291888029783</id><published>2004-07-04T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T20:19:13.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/320/band.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/41/1274/200/band.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopelessly Addicted &lt;br /&gt;by The Corrs &lt;br /&gt;Album : Talk On Corners &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened my eyes today&lt;br /&gt;And I knew there's something different&lt;br /&gt;Saw you in a brand new way&lt;br /&gt;Like the clouds had somehow lifted&lt;br /&gt;And if yesterday I heard&lt;br /&gt;Myself saying these words&lt;br /&gt;I would swear it was a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but suddenly I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Was I so blind&lt;br /&gt;I was loving you all the time&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm hopelessly addicted&lt;br /&gt;Helplessly attracted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a wish this day&lt;br /&gt;And I'll send it to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;That we will always stay&lt;br /&gt;Entwined like this forever&lt;br /&gt;And though the world may change&lt;br /&gt;Coz nothing stays the same&lt;br /&gt;I know we will survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but suddenly I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Was I so blind&lt;br /&gt;I was loving you all the time&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm hopelessly addicted&lt;br /&gt;Naturally we acted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but suddenly I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;I was so blind&lt;br /&gt;I was loving you all the time&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly addicted&lt;br /&gt;Helplessly attracted&lt;br /&gt;Chemically reacted&lt;br /&gt;I was loving you all the time&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly addicted&lt;br /&gt;Helplessly attracted&lt;br /&gt;Chemically reacted&lt;br /&gt;Naturally we acted&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Ohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7528837-108892291888029783?l=sweetsmyl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/feeds/108892291888029783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7528837&amp;postID=108892291888029783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108892291888029783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7528837/posts/default/108892291888029783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetsmyl.blogspot.com/2004/07/band-hopelessly-addicted-by-corrs.html' title=''/><author><name>Jez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03653225518607487358</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>
