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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>annddrro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252686095817055774</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28071193.post-115331514880591597</id><published>2006-07-19T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T06:29:12.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 women ago...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;25 women ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She used to love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she just couldn't say it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her friends just told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have had her in my arms ...&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't know that she used to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;that was twenty-five women ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If she just could have told me...&lt;br /&gt;You know I would have been true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she knows all about the girls that I've had...&lt;br /&gt;There's not a thing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they have to tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I just didn't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I could have been happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;that was twenty-five women ago.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and I see her,&lt;br /&gt;She's even lovelier now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to ask her to give me one more chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't even know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then she speaks to me softly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And says there's one thing that I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You get but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;chance at &lt;strong&gt;true love&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;And yours &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was twenty-five women ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krung krung ka ata talaga?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28071193-115331514880591597?l=nananampalataya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nananampalataya.blogspot.com/feeds/115331514880591597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28071193&amp;postID=115331514880591597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;ask yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krung krung ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard yourself say yes? then good!&lt;br /&gt;kung no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huminga ng malalim at itanong sa sarili..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"what realy is krung krung"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, madalas ko xang madinig sa mga batang naglalaro ng spadahan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"krung krung!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krung krung ka ba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28071193-115331208567280453?l=nananampalataya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28071193.post-114777890238257565</id><published>2006-05-16T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T04:49:24.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>about last week..</title><content type='html'>too much in my mind of last week to write about last week(hehe labo)...&lt;br /&gt;enwei...&lt;br /&gt;share ko nalang ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the God of the broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend of the weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He washes the feet of the weary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embraces the ones in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be like Him, like Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have His heart in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the God of the humble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the humble King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko mapigilan ang pagluha nung tinugtog namin ito nung last wednesday sa Praise and Worship ng LCDC2k6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was right before the exposition on servanthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;magandang gabi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28071193-114777890238257565?l=nananampalataya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nananampalataya.blogspot.com/feeds/114777890238257565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28071193&amp;postID=114777890238257565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28071193/posts/default/114777890238257565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28071193/posts/default/114777890238257565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nananampalataya.blogspot.com/2006/05/about-last-week.html' title='about last week..'/><author><name>annddrro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252686095817055774</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-28071193.post-114774063161554091</id><published>2006-05-15T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:50:31.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1717/836/1600/image032.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1717/836/320/image032.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To see you when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;Is a gift I didnt think could be real.&lt;br /&gt;To know that you feel the same as I do&lt;br /&gt;Is a three-fold, utopian dream.&lt;br /&gt;You do something to me that I can’t explain.&lt;br /&gt;So would I be out of line if I said, I miss you.(? )&lt;br /&gt;I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine.&lt;br /&gt;You have only been gone ten days, but already I’m wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;I know I’ll see you again Whether far or soon.&lt;br /&gt;But I need you to know that I care&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;p.s. uli..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;first ever post sa kablogan. 5/21/2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28071193-114774063161554091?l=nananampalataya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nananampalataya.blogspot.com/feeds/114774063161554091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28071193&amp;postID=114774063161554091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28071193/posts/default/114774063161554091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28071193/posts/default/114774063161554091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nananampalataya.blogspot.com/2006/05/to-see-you-when-i-wake-up-is-gift-i.html' title=''/><author><name>annddrro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15252686095817055774</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-28071193.post-114768509871817643</id><published>2006-05-15T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T17:44:27.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days of torture..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;`Gods envy us because we are mortal..&lt;br /&gt;bcoz were doOmed..&lt;br /&gt;bcoz every day is more beuatiful than the last...`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....sambat ni Brad pit kay bresiyes(?)....sabay alindayog ng barko...sabay kalam ng tiyan ko...nasusuka ako pro wla akong masuka dahil wlang laman ang bituka...may gngwa na si brad at yung babae...pikit! di ka pde jan bata ka pa! di ka pde manuod ng ganyan katabi ang nanay mo! pikit!...sinara ko ang aking mga mata...pagkabuka nito nakita ko ang sarili ko...may hawak na puti...nakangiti...!!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1717/836/400/edited_sampayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pagkatapos magsampay may tumawag sakin kain daw..uli. ...tas nagising ako sa panaganip kong gutom. at napansin kong gutom na gutom na ako.. nasanay cguro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pamilyang ito na cguro ang pinakamalakas magFOOdTrip na lupon ng mga tao...magmula sa pinakamatanda hanggang sa pinakabatang pusa!...mula pagpasok ko sa bahay ni lola(ang tutulugan nmin ni ina)...hanggang dun sa mga panahong sinulat ko yung naunang paragraph, di ako nagutom! wlang araw na natulog akong hindi makatulog dahil busog na busog at di makahinga ng maayos!! ito ang bantog na &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;TORTURE&lt;/span&gt; ng aming pamilya..EaT all You SHOULD...or they think you should.! haAaAAY.......ahem, ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madami man ang panahong nagsasaya kami...may pagkakataon ding tumulo ang mga luha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1717/836/320/semntay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tradition na namin na sa tuwing magkakasalo-salo ang pamilya na bibisitahin nmin sa sementeryo si lolo...di ko kelan man nakausap di lolo...namatay siya nung wala pa akong malay...4 yrs old ata ko nun...sa dami ng mga kwentong nadidinig ko tungkol sa kanya, minsan naiisip ko nd na lahat yun ay totoo...ikaw din di ka maniniwala kagad...buong buhay ko sigurong madarama ito---ang pagnanasang naabutan ko man lang kahit saglit at nakakwentuhan si lolo...para alam ko kung totoo ang lahat ng mga kwento*refer to future posts*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madami pa ang nangyari sa pagbisitang ito. confid na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1717/836/400/image1231111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....napamukha sakin kung gano ako kabata...kung ganu kaikli ang labing limang taon. at kung ganu katagal ang sampung dekada. at kung ganu kabilis ang 13 days ng bakasyon. naway di ko makalimutan ang mga napulot na mahahalagang paalaala. sana'y landas ko ay di mapariwara...bukas mamumundok na ako..simula na ng the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;great adventure! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LOS BAñOS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; ...sa gusto ko't sa hindi.......&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. this was writen 6/04/2005 right after i came home from bacolod. i was 15 then... it was my last summer as a highschooler and the first as a kolehiyala.&lt;div 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