<?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-5156356666211522941</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:44:25.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow of Dea†h</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-8499683402144242190</id><published>2009-09-23T20:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:11:54.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 things to ask before you say “I DO”</title><content type='html'>1. Does he love Jesus more than me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The key to a lasting relationship is knowing that you and your partner loves Jesus more than you love each other. Relationships would always go through rough waters and your love would be tested. The words “I forgive you” would have more weight than “I love you” at this moments. If your partner loves him/her self more – forgiveness might not be an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Would you love him/her less if he/she fails you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he fails you – are you ready to stick with your man? What if he makes a wrong investment and loses all your savings – would you follow through with your commitment to him. What if he does not meet your expectations of what a husband should be – would you still love and respect him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Women: Are you willing to submit to his leadership?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¶ Wives, submit to your husbands as to the Lord.  Ephesians 5:22&lt;br /&gt;¶ Wives, submit to your husbands, as is fitting in the Lord.  Colossians 3:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl – are you ready to submit to his decisions no matter how crazy it is? are you ready to let this man father your kids, lead you spiritually, emotionally, financially? are you ready to support this man no matter what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men: are you willing to let this woman help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 years of marriage here is what I realize – I need help!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¶ The LORD God said,  “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a helper suitable for him.”  Genesis 2:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows. He created us men to cry for help. Are you willing to humble yourself and listen to the woman God has given you. are you willing to ask for her advice? are you willing to listen to unsolicited advices from this woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you ready to leave your parents and start your own family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always say – we don’t lost a son/daughter – they are added to our family! The people who says this are people who are afraid to leave the comforts of their parent’s home to start their own family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl – if your man can’t leave his mama and cleave to you – then he is not worthy of your commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude – if your girl can’t leave home to start a family with you – then she is not marriable. Setups like these means you also marry her dad, mom, lola, lolo, kuya and ate, and inday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reference: &lt;a href="http://www.dennissy.com/4-things-to-ask-before-you-say-i-do/"&gt;http://www.dennissy.com/4-things-to-ask-before-you-say-i-do/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-8499683402144242190?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/8499683402144242190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=8499683402144242190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/8499683402144242190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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like a dummie cause she thinks shes stronger than you&lt;br /&gt;grab her hand, hold it and dont let go, smile and look her in the eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she starts cursing at you trying to act all tough&lt;br /&gt;whisper i love you in her ear and kiss her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she's quiet&lt;br /&gt;hold her tight look her in the eye and ask if she wants to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she ignores you&lt;br /&gt;come up behind her n cover her eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she pulls away&lt;br /&gt;pull her right backk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her at her worst&lt;br /&gt;tell her shes still beautiful and amazing no matter what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her start crying&lt;br /&gt;just hold her tight and let her cry on your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see her walking&lt;br /&gt;come up behind her and wrap your arms around her waist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she's scared&lt;br /&gt;hug her and comfort her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she steals your favorite hoodie&lt;br /&gt;let her have it til she gives it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she teases you&lt;br /&gt;tease her back:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she doesn't answer for a long time&lt;br /&gt;catch her eye and tell her its alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you with doubt&lt;br /&gt;look at her like she means the world to you and tell her youll do whatever it takes for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says that she loves you&lt;br /&gt;kiss her and whisper i love you too in her ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she grabs at your hands&lt;br /&gt;hold her hand tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she bumps into you;&lt;br /&gt;bump into her theen hold her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she tells you a secret&lt;br /&gt;lock it up in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at you in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;stare right back til she turns away, and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she says it's over&lt;br /&gt;if u think your gonna cry, let her see you cry. and dont get another gf until your sure shes done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she runs up to you crying, the first thing you say is:&lt;br /&gt;"Whose ass am i kicking baby?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-5257022414614520720?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/5257022414614520720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=5257022414614520720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5257022414614520720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5257022414614520720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweetest-thing-guy-has-ever-done.html' title='The sweetest thing a guy has ever done...'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-3482322089700779319</id><published>2009-07-31T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:03:06.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons Why You Are Still Single.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Destiny Adik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eto yung mga naghihintay kay &lt;strong&gt;“destiny”&lt;/strong&gt; na gumawa ng paraan para pagtagpuin sila ng kanilang mga &lt;em&gt;“partner in life”.&lt;/em&gt; Ayannn! Kapapanood nyo ng &lt;em&gt;“Serendipity&lt;/em&gt;” feeling nila ang nangyari sa movie ay mangyayari rin sa kanila. Such a cliche! Hindi ba nila alam na kung walang effort, destiny is useless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10. Perfectionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mapili. Yes, isang taong perpeksiyonista. Yung tipong dapat ganito ang magiging kapartner ko. Pag may nakilala, nakita lang na pangit ang kuko o may dumi lang, turn-off na agad. O kaya ang daming ayaw. Ayaw sa mabait – boring daw, gusto ng bad boy o kaya pilya pero kapag pinaiyak ka, tatanungin ka…&lt;em&gt; “Bakit ang sama mo? Bakit mo nagawa yun!?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ayaw sa cute. Ayaw din naman sa panget. Meron dyan gusto ka pero ayaw mo naman. At yung nagugustuhan mo eh halos magtambling ka na para mapansin lang kaso deadma pa rin sa kanya ang mga stunts mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Busy-busyhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Opo, eto yung ang mundo ay gumagalaw lang sa libro at ballpen kung estudyante ka, o kaya naman sa computer at files kung office staff ka. Aalis ng bahay ng alas 6 or 7 ng umaga at uuwi ng bahay ng 6 -8 ng gabi [baligtad naman para sa mga nag tratrabaho sa call center]. Sabay tulog na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kapag Sabado, masaya na sila sa Internet (o sa Multiply/Friendster), sa pagkain na niluluto ni mama at sa Linggo naman sisimba at maghahanda na ng kelangan para sa lunes hanggang byernes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Friendship Theory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ano naman ito? Eto yung ang buhay ay kay bestfriend o kaya kay special friend na sa loob ng mahabang panahon na pagsasama ay hindi masabi-sabi kay friendship ang nararamdaman dahil baka daw maapektuhan ang pakikipagkaibigan at baka iwasan sya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eto yung tipong pag may kasama si friendship na iba, nagseselos na kahit wala naman sa lugar. Pero syempre ayaw ipahalata, kunyari happy sya for friendship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Born-to-be-one (Autistic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eto yung nasa palad na ang pagiging single daw. Walang reasons. Basta na lang nabuhay sya sa mundo na mag-isa at feeling nya mamatay sya sa mundo ng mag-isa. Kesyo magmamadre o magpapari na lang daw. Sus! Asa ka pang tatanggapin ka pa noh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Wrong Place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May nakaranas na ba nito? Yung pakiramdam mo ay nasa ibang mundo ka. Yung mga nakakaharap mo ay mga hindi mo gusto, yung mga hindi mo hinahanap. Alam mo yun? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Halimbawa nasa ibang bansa ka, pero ang hinahanap mo eh yung amoy ng nasa sariling bayan mo. O kaya naman eh nasa sarili mong bayan ka nga at nasa normal na lipunan, pero ikaw naman ang abnormal! Hindi mo nakakayanan sabihin na abnormal din ang hanap mo. Hehe! Siempre dahil ayaw mong ibitin ka nila ng patiwarik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Wrong Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eto yung mga tao na sinasabi na&lt;em&gt; “hindi pa ako ready eh, bata pa kasi ako”&lt;/em&gt; o kaya naman “&lt;em&gt;hindi pa ako handa sa panahong ito, wala pa ako kayang ipagmalaki.. “&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes meron pong ganyan. Yung feeling nila may tamang panahon para sa love. Aww! Aba kelan naman kaya yun? Pag uugod-ugod ka na at yung time mo ay bitin na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Si Parents Kasi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes, factor din ang komunidad na ginagalawan mo. Una, ayaw pa ni mader o pader na magkaron ka kahit 22 anyos ka na at kelangan umabot ka muna raw ng 40 bago magkaroon ng gf/bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O kaya naman ikaw mismo! Takot sa sasabihin ni parents at ni kapitbahay na tsismosa sa magiging kasama mo. Aba! Ikaw ba naman ang sabihan na &lt;em&gt;, “Alam mo hindi kayo bagay…langit at lupa kayo..”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Traumatic Experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eto kalimitan ang reason ng marami. “&lt;em&gt;Ayaw ko na! Takot na ako mangyari pa ang nangyari dati!”&lt;/em&gt; O divah! Ang drama ng layp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Eto yung dahil sa past relationship mo kaya ayaw mo na magkaroon ulit ng partner at sinumpa pa yata ang magmahal. Dahil sa pinagpalit ka sa mas pangit, o kaya naman iniwan ka ng walang word na &lt;em&gt;bye-bye&lt;/em&gt;, o dahil binugbog ka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. EX to the nth power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aminin na! LOVE mo pa rin si Ex kahit 1 or 2 yrs na ang nakakalipas. Eto yung tipong ilang taon ang nakakalipas, hindi pa rin makalimutan si ex, dahil daw dun sa pinagsamahan, sa tawanan, sa iyakan, at lahat ng nangyari sa inyo nung kayo pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anoveh!&lt;/em&gt; Malungkot man o sa kung anumang kadahilanan, maganda man o masama ito, kelangan nyong magpaalam na sa isa’t isa. At give yourself a Kitkat, take a break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; padding-left: 30px;font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Got it from spam e-mail...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-3482322089700779319?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/3482322089700779319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=3482322089700779319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3482322089700779319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3482322089700779319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/07/reasons-why-you-are-still-single.html' title='Reasons Why You Are Still Single.'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-4016508581720279409</id><published>2009-07-28T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T01:04:41.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Relationship Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may not be the girl who doesnt knows to handle myself… Still… I know the things i should do and what to tell people ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who loves his mom will be a good boyfriend. Why? Because if he&lt;br /&gt;has high respect for his mother, he will have high respect for women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give everything away. Leave some things a mystery. Guys love&lt;br /&gt;conquest. If you already give your all, wala nang "something to look&lt;br /&gt;forward to" sa relationship n’yo. And the guy will become "kampante".&lt;br /&gt;Assure him of your love and faithfulness, but warn him too: "Umayos ka&lt;br /&gt;diyan! You can lose me anytime…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG PAGKAKAIBA:&lt;br /&gt;What a girl needs most is love. What a guy needs most is respect.&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing for a girl is her heart. For a guy its his ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give your man his own time and space. Let him have his time for his&lt;br /&gt;friends, sports, family, self, and God. The relationship will grow old&lt;br /&gt;quickly if lagi kayong magkasama. Give him time to miss you and you’ll&lt;br /&gt;see how he will love you more. If the guy naman is obsessed and just&lt;br /&gt;wants to be with you all the time, tell him you cant respect a "puppy"&lt;br /&gt;for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do things differently anytime para kahit matagal na kayo, there is&lt;br /&gt;always something fresh and new. Variety is the spice of life. Exciting&lt;br /&gt;baga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Making love" is better than just "having sex". And true love "waits".&lt;br /&gt;Save your precious "gift" on your wedding night. Di nagiging tama ang&lt;br /&gt;mali, just because uso naman and everyone’s doing it. Be iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discover something you both like to do and enjoy it TWO-gether. Doon&lt;br /&gt;naman sa mga bagay na magkaiba ang hilig n’yo, compliment each other by&lt;br /&gt;learning about it kahit konti. If you love someone, ‘yung effort n’yo to&lt;br /&gt;try will go a looooong way to understanding him later pag may&lt;br /&gt;disagreement kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray with holding hands. Sounds corny, no? Maybe, but its very powerful.&lt;br /&gt;Pag may takot sa Diyos ang boyfriend ,mo, kampante ka na di ka n’ya&lt;br /&gt;lolokohin, because he knows God sees everything he does in secret. Ikaw&lt;br /&gt;na ang magkusa that before you part after date, with hold hands and eyes&lt;br /&gt;closed, pray to God to bless you two. Believe me it’s effective.&lt;br /&gt;Kailanman, di corny ang magdasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in "Magic". Kahit di minsan practical o walang logical na&lt;br /&gt;dahilan, o matrabaho, o sounds crazy sa iba, do sweet little things for&lt;br /&gt;the one you love kahit magmukha ka nang timang. The memories will be fun&lt;br /&gt;to recall later in life. The corniest song o gift o letter (aminin mo)&lt;br /&gt;ang laging kabog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True love brings out the best in each other. Find something good in your&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend and nurture it, encourage it, and syempre, ENJOY it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s healthy to fight. Doon n’yo lang maaayos ang differences n’yo at&lt;br /&gt;nate-test ang tatag ng relationship. Doon mo rin sya makikilala ng&lt;br /&gt;mabuti. It’s called test of fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di mahalaga how dalas you fight. What matters is how often you make bati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nakakatakot yung relasyong&lt;br /&gt;sobrang perfect at laging masaya. One big fight and that’s it! And di ba&lt;br /&gt;mas kilig ‘yung malambing na "Uy, bati na tayo…"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don’t overdo it. Kakapagod naman din na lagi na lang manuyo o&lt;br /&gt;magsori. Choose the battles na papatulan mo. The little issues,&lt;br /&gt;palampasin na. Don’t sweat the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daraan sa iba’t ibang stages ang love especially pag matagal na kayo.&lt;br /&gt;Grow with it. Don’t expect him to be like nu’ng una ‘coz like a student,&lt;br /&gt;di na ituturo sa Grade 6 ‘yung lessons na pang-Grade 2. Change WILL&lt;br /&gt;happen… you both will change and your love WILL change, too. It’s up&lt;br /&gt;to you na lang if the change will be for the better or for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about growth. Grow with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When breakup comes and it’s time to say goodbye, don’t doubt the love&lt;br /&gt;just because it didn’t last. May mga bagay sa buhay na di man&lt;br /&gt;nagtatagal, it doesn’t mean di na ito totoo. Some good things are just&lt;br /&gt;never meant to last forever. Okay lang ‘yon. Bless the parting and move&lt;br /&gt;on. (Mastery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect tears, sorrow, sleepless nights, and pain. ‘Ika nga, "it’s when&lt;br /&gt;you hurt the worse that you love the MOST." Kung di ka willing masaktan,&lt;br /&gt;wag ka na lang magmahal. (Sapul! Tagos! Wasak! Patay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a balance, and love is both holding on and letting go. Know when&lt;br /&gt;to fight for your man and when to let him go. God will guide you kung&lt;br /&gt;anong dapat gawin sa kung anong sitwasyon. So dapat mataas ang signal ng&lt;br /&gt;langit sa cellfone ng puso mo to know His wisdom. (Sana mabasa mo ito….&lt;br /&gt;oo, ikaw…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do things right. Di totoong masarap ang bawal gaya ng sabi ng iba. Kasi&lt;br /&gt;may kabayaran ‘yon later. Corny ang madali. Paghirapan mong gawin ang&lt;br /&gt;tama at totoo, and one day, ikaw rin ang aani ng bunga nito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE IDEAS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A walk in the park;&lt;br /&gt;along the bay area watching the sunset;&lt;br /&gt;biking sa big, open spaces;&lt;br /&gt;stargaze at night sa ibabaw ng bubong;&lt;br /&gt;jog at 5 a.m. and wait for the sunrise;&lt;br /&gt;singing with a guitar (or a walkman)&lt;br /&gt;under a tree shade sharing hopia and siomai (yikes!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag lagi sa mall.&lt;br /&gt;Involve nature. The best things in life pa rin ay free. Di kailangan&lt;br /&gt;gumasta ng malaki para sumaya o maging romantic. Be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t NAG. Sabi ng don’t nag e! Sabi ko don’t nag, don’t nag, don’t&lt;br /&gt;naaaaaaggg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Yung effort, sa kahit anong gawain o effort mo ay laging two billion&lt;br /&gt;ganda points ‘yan. Do little surprises every now and then PARA SO HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;TWO-GETHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is the best policy. ‘ika nga ni Jimmy Santos.. Pero laging nasa&lt;br /&gt;timing at paraan ng pagsasabi ang technique. Pag malumanay mong&lt;br /&gt;sasabihin sa ‘kin na ipagpapalit mo na ako sa iba o papatayin mo na ko&lt;br /&gt;sa sobrang gigil, Gosh! mato-touch pa ako! May lambing e! sabi nga sa&lt;br /&gt;song.. break it to me gently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got it from my friend...  *Jeremy Zara*....&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/5156356666211522941-4016508581720279409?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/4016508581720279409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=4016508581720279409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4016508581720279409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4016508581720279409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-relationship-advice.html' title='Some Relationship Advice'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-5886308681903645772</id><published>2009-05-24T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T07:27:15.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm The Boss!!!</title><content type='html'>This was interesting. Cris Angel showed how this worked on one of his shows, but it was still kind of surprising when I checked out several people I knew. Not superstitious, but I need all the luck I can get! Once you have opened this e-mail, there is no turning back. Below are true descriptions of zodiac signs. Read your sign, and then forward it on, with your zodiac sign and label on the subject line. This is the real deal, try ignoring or changing it, and the first thing you'll notice is having a horrible day starting tomorrow morning - and it only gets worse from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN The Go-Getter (Dec 22 - Jan 19)&lt;br /&gt;Patient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be Good-looking. Humorous and funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimistic. Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be Unfriendly at times. Hold grudges. Like competition. Get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - The Sweetheart (Jan 20 - Feb 18)&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on the inside and out. Eccentric personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES - The Dreamer (Feb 19 - Mar 20)&lt;br /&gt;Generous, kind, and thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative. May become secretive and vague. Sensitive. Don't like details. Dreamy and unrealistic. Sympathetic and loving. Kind. Unselfish.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Good kisser.&lt;/span&gt; Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES - The Daredevil (Mar 21 - April 19)&lt;br /&gt;Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun. Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (Easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit Outgoing. Lose interest quickly - easily bored. Egoti stical. Courageous and assertive. Tends to be physical and athletic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS - The Enduring One (April 20 - May 20)&lt;br /&gt;Charming but aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers. Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings who are stable and secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice. Loving and kind. Loves hard -- passionate. Expresses themselves emotionally. Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulges themselves often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - The Chatterbox (May 21 - June 20)&lt;br /&gt;Smart and witty. Outgoing , very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable but needs to express them selves. Argumentative and outspoken. Like change. Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or inconsistent. Beautiful physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - The Protector (June 21 - July 22)&lt;br /&gt;Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LEO - The Boss (July 23 - Aug 22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Very organized. Need order in their lives - like being in control. Like boundaries. Tend to take over everything. Bossy. Like to help Others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted. Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive. Creative energy. Full of themselves. Loving. Doing the right thing is important to Leos. Attractive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIRGO - The Perfectionist (Aug 23 - Sept 22)&lt;br /&gt;Dominant In relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - The Harmonizer (Sept 23 - Oct 22)&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Can't make up their mind. Have own unique appeal. Creative, energetic, and very social. Hates to be alone. Peaceful, generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily. Procrastinators. Very gullible. 9 years of bad luck if you do not forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - The Intense One (Oct 23 - Nov 21)&lt;br /&gt;Very energetic. Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser. Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive. Determined. Loves being in long Relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Happy-Go-Lucky One (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;br /&gt;Good-natured optimist. Doesn't want to grow up (Peter Pan Syndrome). Indulges self. Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing. Doesn't like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even tight clothes. Doesn't like being doubted. Beautiful inside and out.&lt;a class="sharebutton" href="http://stebanchucks.multiply.com/item/share/stebanchucks:journal:27?xurl=%2Fjournal"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-5886308681903645772?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/5886308681903645772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=5886308681903645772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5886308681903645772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5886308681903645772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-boss.html' title='I&apos;m The Boss!!!'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-1531937089683377561</id><published>2009-03-19T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T20:23:55.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Lines.... :p</title><content type='html'>1. Minamalat na naman ang puso ko..&lt;br /&gt;*** paano kasi, laging sinisigaw ang pangalan mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ikaw ba may-ari ng Crayola??&lt;br /&gt;*** ikaw kasi nagbibigay ng kulay sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Uy picture tayo!!&lt;br /&gt;*** para ma-develop tayo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Kung ikaw ay bola at ako ang player, mashushoot ba kita??&lt;br /&gt;*** hinde, para lagi kita mamimiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Can i take your picture??&lt;br /&gt;*** coz i want to show Santa exactly what i want for christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Exam ka ba??&lt;br /&gt;*** gustong gusto na kasi kitang i-take home eh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Alam mo ba scientist ako?&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi ikaw ang LAB ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Centrum ka ba??&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi you make my life complete!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Miss pwede ba kita maging driver??&lt;br /&gt;*** para ikaw na magpapatakbo ng buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Mahilig ka ba sa asukal??&lt;br /&gt;*** ang tamis kasi ng mga ngiti mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Pinaglihi ka ba sa keyboard??&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi type kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I hate to say this but... You are like my underwear..&lt;br /&gt;*** coz i can't last a day without you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ibibili kita ng salbabida..&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi malulunod ka sa pagmamahal ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Pwede ba kitang maging sidecar??&lt;br /&gt;*** single kasi ako eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Me lisensya ka ba??&lt;br /&gt;*** coz you're driving me crazy eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. May kilala ka bang gumagawa ng relo??&lt;br /&gt;*** may sira ata relo ko.. pag ikaw kasi kasama ko, humihinto ang oras ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Grabe nakakatawa yung mga pick-up lines noh?? hahaha! May alam ka pa bang iba?? Wala na akong maisip eh..&lt;br /&gt;*** coz all i ever think of is you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I'm a bee..&lt;br /&gt;*** can you be my honey??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Nakakatakot diba ang multo??&lt;br /&gt;*** pero mas nakakatakot kapag nawala ka sa buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Am i a bad shooter??&lt;br /&gt;*** coz i keep on missing you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. May lahi ka bang aswang??&lt;br /&gt;*** ang pangit mo kasi eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Naniniwala ka ba sa love at first sight??&lt;br /&gt;*** O gusto mong dumaan ulit ako??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Mabilis ka siguro sa mga puzzle noh??&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi kakasimula pa lang ng araw ko, pero nabuo mo na agad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Excuse me.. Are you a dictionary??&lt;br /&gt;*** because you give meaning to my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Bangin ka ba??&lt;br /&gt;*** nahuhulog kasi ako sa'yo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Pustiso ka ba??&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi, can't smile without you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Pagod na pagod ka na noh??&lt;br /&gt;*** maghapon at magdamag kana kasing tumatakbo sa isipan ko eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Me butas ba puso mo??&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi natrap na ako sa loob, can't find my way out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Anung height mo??&lt;br /&gt;*** ha?? pano ka nagkasya sa loob ng puso ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Hey, did you fart??&lt;br /&gt;*** coz you blew me away!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Sana "T" na lang ako..&lt;br /&gt;*** para i'm always right next to "U"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you Jamaican??&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi Ja-maican me crazy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Pustiso ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi I can't smile without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Geometry ba ang favorite subject mo?&lt;br /&gt;*** kasi kahit anong angle ang cute mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kumakain ka ba ng mais?&lt;br /&gt;*** and corny mo kasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ikaw? Kumakain ka ba ng mais?&lt;br /&gt;*** MAY TINGA KA KASI!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-1531937089683377561?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/1531937089683377561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=1531937089683377561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/1531937089683377561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/1531937089683377561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/03/mga-lines-p.html' title='Mga Lines.... :p'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-5159212170569750028</id><published>2009-02-16T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:00:21.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philosophy of Love</title><content type='html'>1. "Kung hindi mo mahal ang isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawak ng iba."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo? Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "Kung maghihintay ka nang lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. "Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa tanga kundi pagkukusa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. "Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. "Kung dalawa ang mahal mo, piliin mo yung pangalawa. Kasi hindi ka naman magmamahal ng iba kung mahal mo talaga yung una."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. "Hindi porke't madalas mong ka-chat, kausap sa telepono, kasama sa mga lakad o ka-text ng wantusawa eh may gusto sayo at magkakatuluyan kayo. Meron lang talagang mga taong sadyang friendly, sweet, flirt, malandi, pa-fall o paasa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. "Huwag magmadali sa babae o lalaki. Tatlo, lima , sampung taon, mag-iiba ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong hindi pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang maganda o nakakalibog ito. Totoong mas mahalaga ang kalooban ng tao higit sa anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan nagmumukha ding pandesal, maniwala ka."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "Minsan kahit ikaw ang nakaschedule, kailangan mo pa rin maghintay, kasi hindi ikaw ang priority."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. "Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao. Lalo na kung hindi ikaw yung bida sa script na pinili nya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. "Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag nagtalikuran na sila? Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. "Mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sa paggawa ng wala."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. "Hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohan, at hindi lahat ng hindi mo kayang intindihin ay kasinungalingan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. "Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. "Ang pag-ibig parang imburnal...nakakatakot mahulog...at kapag nahulog ka, it's either by accident or talagang tanga ka..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOB ONG'S FACT YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ang babae, nirerespeto, inaalagaan! Hindi 'yan PSP na bubunutin mo lang sa bulsa 'pag gusto mo ng paglaruan. Hindi 'yan iPod™ na papakinggan mo lang kapag wala kang libangan. At hindi 'yan Red Horse™ na p'wede mong laklakin hanggang madaling-araw. Ang babae, marami mang arte sa katawan, hindi 'yan gadget para kolektahin at paglaruan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bakit ka magpaparamdam sa taong hindi marunong makaramdam? 'Wag kang magpakatanga, sa taong hindi marunong magpahalaga. Matuto kang sumuko at mang-iwan, kung lagi ka namang sinasaktan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Imbis na magtanong ka ng 'Hindi pa ba sapat?', bakit hindi mo na lang kalimutan ang lahat? Kung alam mong binabalewala ka na, tanggapin mong nagsasawa na s'ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wag kang magpadala sa salitang 'sorry' at 'ayokong mawala ka.' Kung totoo 'yun, patunayan n'ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Paano mo masasabing special ka sa isang tao kung ang bawat ginagawa niya sa'yo ay ginagawa din n'ya sa iba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Sabi nila, kahit ano daw problema, isang tao lang ang makakatulong sa'yo - ang sarili mo. Kaya siguro namigay ng konsensya ang D'yos. Alam n'yang hindi sa lahat ng oras gumagana ang utak ng tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Minsan pala kailangan rin ang lakas para sabihing mahina ka, ang karapatan kong madapa at bumangon sa buhay ng walang tatatawa, magagalit, magtatanong o magbibilang kung ilang beses na kong nagkamali at ilang ulit ako dapat bumawi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Lahat naman ng tao sumeseryoso 'pag tinamaan ng pagmamahal. 'Yun nga lang, hindi lahat matibay para sa temptasyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Gamitin ang puso para alagaan ang taong malapit sa'yo. Gamitin ang utak para alagaan ang sarili mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bakit ba ayaw matulog ng mga bata sa tanghali? Alam ba nilang 'pag natuto silang umibig eh hindi na sila makakatulog kahit gusto nila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Hindi lungkot o takot ang mahirap sa pag-iisa kundi ang pagtanggap na sa bilyon-bilyong tao sa mundo, wala man lang nakipaglaban upang makasama ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Kahit ikaw ay parang bato na manhid at walang pakiramdam, mag-ingat-ingat ka naman. Dahil kahit ganyan ka, hindi nasasaktan, kaya mo namang makasakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ganyan talaga ang mga tao, pipihit-pihitin ang katotohanan hanggang sa sumang-ayon na ito sa kumportableng posisyon ng mga makasarili nilang puso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Hindi naman yung taong mahal mo ang mahirap kalimutan nung nawala sya sa'yo eh, kundi yung taong naging ikaw dahil sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Walang taong manhid. Hindi niya lang talaga maintindihan kung ano ang gusto mong iparating dahil ayaw mo siyang diretsuhin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Pare, isa kang totoong tao at walang halong kasinungalingan. In English, FACT you, pare. Totoo ka. In English, FACT you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from:  &lt;a href="http://emijaps.multiply.com/journal/item/10/Bob_Ongs_Philosophy_on_Love" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://emijaps.multiply.co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;m/journal/item/10/Bob_Ongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;_Philosophy_on_Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-5159212170569750028?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/5159212170569750028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=5159212170569750028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5159212170569750028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5159212170569750028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/02/philosophy-of-love.html' title='Philosophy of Love'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-2804041488074199816</id><published>2009-02-16T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:48:17.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Date Ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SZpPJs8ljdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Kn1YFpeTsDI/s1600-h/Beach2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SZpPJs8ljdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Kn1YFpeTsDI/s320/Beach2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303638539284876754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-2804041488074199816?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/2804041488074199816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=2804041488074199816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/2804041488074199816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/2804041488074199816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-date-ko.html' title='Dream Date Ko'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SZpPJs8ljdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Kn1YFpeTsDI/s72-c/Beach2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-8303278912557425038</id><published>2009-01-27T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:13:16.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Famous Lines</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"Pinapaikot mo lang ako&lt;br /&gt;Nagsasawa na ako. Mabuti pang&lt;br /&gt;patayin mo na lang ako"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-electric fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kahit marami na akong nahalikan&lt;br /&gt;Kahit madami ng labi ang dumampi sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Marami mang lumaway sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ibig sabihin nito na wala na akong dangal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Kutsara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"hindi lahat ng walang salawal&lt;br /&gt;ay bastos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-winnie d' pooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alam mo ba wala akong ibang hinangad&lt;br /&gt;kundi ang mapalapit sa 'yo.&lt;br /&gt;pero patuloy ang pag-iwas mo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-ipis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hala! sige magpakasasa ka!&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko namang katawan ko lang ang habol mo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-hipon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lahat ng green ay masustansya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-plema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ayoko na! pag nagmamahal ako lagi na lang&lt;br /&gt;maraming tao ang nagagalit! wala ba akong&lt;br /&gt;karapatang magmahal?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-gasolina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi ko hinahangad na ipagmalaki mo na ako'y sa yo&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko ko lang naman na sa harap ng maraming tao&lt;br /&gt;ganun mo na lang ako itanggi.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-utot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sawang sawa na ako palagi nalang akong&lt;br /&gt;pinagpapasa-pasahan, pagod na pagod na ako."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Bola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You never know what you have till you lose it.&lt;br /&gt;and once you lose it, you can never get it back"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-snatcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lahat ng pink, KIKAY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-majinboo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ginawa ko naman lahat para sumaya ka&lt;br /&gt;mahirap ba talagang makontento sa isa?&lt;br /&gt;bakit palipat-lipat ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lahat ng maasim may vitamin c"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-kili kili&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, batihin mo ako.... Sigeee.....BATEEEEEE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-omelette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilitin mo man na alisin ako sa buhay mo, babalik at babalik ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-libag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wag mo na akong bilugin.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-kulangot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paano tayo makakabuo kung hindi ako papatong sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Lego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hindi lahat ng dugo puedeng idonate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-regla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"Hindi lahat ng hinog ay matamis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-pigsa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;"Kapag iniwan ka na, wag mo nang subukang habulin pa siya&lt;br /&gt;at baka masaktan ka lang at maipit pa.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-LRT............ MRT: I Agree!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-8303278912557425038?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/8303278912557425038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=8303278912557425038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/8303278912557425038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/8303278912557425038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/01/famous-lines.html' title='Famous Lines'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-3736785116829314034</id><published>2009-01-27T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:34:50.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pick Up LInes</title><content type='html'>HE. " can I buy you a drink? "&lt;br /&gt;SHE. " Actually I'd rather have the money "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: I'm a photographer I've been looking for a&lt;br /&gt;face like yours!&lt;br /&gt;SHE: I'm a plastic surgeon .I've been looking for&lt;br /&gt;a face like yours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: Hi! Didn't we go on a date once? or was it&lt;br /&gt;twice?&lt;br /&gt;SHE: Must've been once. I never make the same&lt;br /&gt;mistake twice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: How did you get to be so beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;SHE: I must've been given your share!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: Will you come out with me this Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;SHE: Sorry! I'm having a headache this weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: Your face must turn a few heads!&lt;br /&gt;SHE: And your face must turn a few stomachs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: Go on ,don't be shy. Ask me out!&lt;br /&gt;SHE: Okay, get out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: I think I could make you very happy&lt;br /&gt;SHE: Why? Are you leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: What would you say if I asked u to marry me?&lt;br /&gt;SHE: Nothing. I can't talk and laugh at the same&lt;br /&gt;time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: Can I have your name?&lt;br /&gt;SHE: Why, don't you already have one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE: Shall we go and see a film?&lt;br /&gt;SHE: I've already seen it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Where have you been all my life?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Hiding from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Haven't I seen you some place before?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Is this seat empty?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Yes, and this one will be if you sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: So, what do you do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: I'm a female impersonator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Hey baby, what's your sign?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Do not enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Your body is like a temple.&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Sorry, there are no services today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: If I could see you naked, I'd die happy.&lt;br /&gt;Woman: If I saw you naked, I'd probably die&lt;br /&gt;laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Where have you been all my life?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: Where I'll be the rest of your life - in&lt;br /&gt;your wildestdreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-3736785116829314034?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/3736785116829314034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=3736785116829314034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3736785116829314034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3736785116829314034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/01/pick-up-lines.html' title='Pick Up LInes'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-7564285518716349094</id><published>2009-01-11T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:02:47.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whom you will choose the one who loves you or the one you love?</title><content type='html'>Mahirap ba ito sagutin?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ng nakakarami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose the one "who love you" because love may grow in you...  but there's a chance that you will end up having no feelings for him/her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing the one you love may not love you back or might take your feelings for granted.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-7564285518716349094?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/7564285518716349094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=7564285518716349094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/7564285518716349094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/7564285518716349094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/01/whom-you-will-choose-one-who-loves-you.html' title='Whom you will choose the one who loves you or the one you love?'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-4955749612087272822</id><published>2009-01-05T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:21:45.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Poem from Mabelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reason, Season and Lifetime&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;People always come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;When you figure out which it is, you know exactly what to do.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON,&lt;br /&gt;it is usually to meet a need you have expressed outwardly or inwardly.&lt;br /&gt;They have come to assist you through a difficulty,&lt;br /&gt;or to provide you with guidance and support,&lt;br /&gt;to aid you physically, emotionally, or even spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;They may seem like a godsend to you, and they are.&lt;br /&gt;They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Then, without any wrong doing on your part or at an inconvenient time,&lt;br /&gt;this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they die. Sometimes they just walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes they act up or out and force you to take a stand.&lt;br /&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled; their work is done.&lt;br /&gt;The prayer you sent up has been answered and it is now time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;When people come into your life for a SEASON,&lt;br /&gt;it is because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn.&lt;br /&gt;They may bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;They may teach you something you have never done.&lt;br /&gt;They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.&lt;br /&gt;Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.&lt;br /&gt;And like Spring turns to Summer and Summer to Fall,&lt;br /&gt;the season eventually ends.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons;&lt;br /&gt;those things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.&lt;br /&gt;Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person/people (anyway);&lt;br /&gt;and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas in your life.&lt;br /&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Used with permission&lt;br /&gt;~©Brian A. "Drew" Chalker~&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/5156356666211522941-4955749612087272822?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/4955749612087272822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=4955749612087272822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4955749612087272822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4955749612087272822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/01/inspirational-poem-from-mabelle.html' title='Inspirational Poem from Mabelle'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-6047042475888351890</id><published>2009-01-04T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T19:30:43.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hows My vacation??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec. 24&lt;/span&gt; - Me and my officemates went to Market Market, Last day na kasi ni Ms. Noreen sa office namin coz she resigned... :( then we took pictures from MOA's cam na bigay sa kanya ni Kuya... hihihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec. 25 &lt;/span&gt;- hmmm nothing's special... i spent ata most of my time sa PC chatting with my best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec. 27&lt;/span&gt; - We went to Kuya's Armans place... X-mas Party kasama ko sila Ms. Tin, Belle and Kikz... as usual nalasing ako.. Tequilla shots... sayang walang Body Shots... hahaha JOKE!!!! oh well. . nakakahiya that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec. 29&lt;/span&gt;- I was surprised coz my ex was back from his province... :) then he asked me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec. 30&lt;/span&gt; - We both watch "tanging ina" after we ate dinner.. We also went to timezone and spent some time in KTV... I really had a great time that day when suddenly he brought topics which made me feel irritated... I keep on explaining kung bakit nag end ang relationship namin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dec. 31&lt;/span&gt; - New Years Eve... same pa din i spent all my day explaining on him why i fell out of love... :( It's sad yeah i know... pero ayaw ko bumalik sa relationship ng walang kasiguraduhan kung mag wowork... How can i think if he insist me to be back always... Ang Kulit nya sinabi ko na magiisip ako "Give Me Time"... After that talked he went home... and me lying in my bed texting my bestfriend para magpaantok and kwento kwento na din...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan. 1&lt;/span&gt; - I spent all my days sa PC... and decided to come along with my cousins cause he's still insisting me to give him a chance... sa isip isip ko theres so many chances na para maisip nya ang kulang nya... It's hard na ipaintindi sa kanya coz ang pinakikinggan lang nya is yung side nya... pano naman ang side ko... oh well thats past... .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan. 2 &lt;/span&gt;- He gave me an answer that he will wait for me... and said that he will accept me back when i feel that i love and need him again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan. 3 &lt;/span&gt;- He was insecure and jealous with my friends specially with my bestfriend... ang hilig nya kasi magbasa ng mga text messages sa CP ko.. Then sa chat,  everytime may kachat ako lagi na lang nagrereact...  kesho buti pa sa kanya may time ka.. choo choo ever.. so that night i decided to already give my answer "Its Over for both of us"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan. 4&lt;/span&gt; - No signs of him.. maybe he's busy doing something or galit na sya sa akin... di ko naman sya masisisi... If we're meant to be each other then i know he'll be back and we will get back together no matter what..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-6047042475888351890?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/6047042475888351890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=6047042475888351890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/6047042475888351890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/6047042475888351890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2009/01/hows-my-vacation.html' title='Hows My vacation??'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-2175451862871144363</id><published>2008-12-22T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:13:09.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive in your memories</title><content type='html'>In the darkness of nighttime&lt;br /&gt; As you lay down to sleep&lt;br /&gt; If you hold on to memories&lt;br /&gt; In your dreams we will meet&lt;br /&gt; You can look at my blue eyes&lt;br /&gt; Touch my black flowing hair&lt;br /&gt; Whenever you need me&lt;br /&gt; I'll always be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thru the rest of your travels&lt;br /&gt; And the long road ahead&lt;br /&gt; Don't give in to your sadness&lt;br /&gt; Let our love guide instead&lt;br /&gt; In the air all around you&lt;br /&gt; I'm the wind in your face&lt;br /&gt; Floating closer and closer&lt;br /&gt; To our final embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm alive in your memories&lt;br /&gt; Still alive in your memories&lt;br /&gt; Though in this world my body has died&lt;br /&gt; Inside your heart my spirit's alive&lt;br /&gt; Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt; Do you see?&lt;br /&gt; I'm right here&lt;br /&gt; Because I'm alive in your memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Love like ours lasts forever&lt;br /&gt; Thru the oceans of time&lt;br /&gt; Make your earthly endevors&lt;br /&gt; In the end you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt; While you live out your history&lt;br /&gt; I'll guide you along&lt;br /&gt; Til we'll together&lt;br /&gt; Right where we belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm alive in your memories&lt;br /&gt; Still alive in your memories&lt;br /&gt; Though in this world my body has died&lt;br /&gt; Inside your heart my spirit's alive&lt;br /&gt; Close your eyes&lt;br /&gt; Do you see?&lt;br /&gt; I'm right here&lt;br /&gt; Because I'm alive in your memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-2175451862871144363?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/2175451862871144363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=2175451862871144363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/2175451862871144363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/2175451862871144363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/12/alive-in-your-memories.html' title='Alive in your memories'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-5381482092417844664</id><published>2008-12-21T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:13:50.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party Event</title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since i updated this blog.. medyo naging busy ako sa work this past few days.. hehehehe ngayon ok ok na.. medyo lumuwag na ang schedule ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, we celebrated our christmas party with Project Runway Theme... We had our Carol Presentation and Runway event..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SVBJPkoTxNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AosIvVO9PBs/s1600-h/Carol+Group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SVBJPkoTxNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AosIvVO9PBs/s320/Carol+Group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282802894785201362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time to sang a song in front of much people.. :( and it was a nightmare for me..  i dont know what went wrong.. maybe it's because im not used into singing... hehehehehe Oh well its really BAD for the firstimer!! It's different pala when you're performing using an instrument than singing.. anyways forget about that... nabawi naman yung kahihiyan na yun when i won the title of "Star of the night".. :) hahahaha yeah it shocking talaga.. all girls are gorgeous that night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party we went to KTV room.. RockemUp ata yung place.. :p basta kung san lang kami mapadpad...  =( medyo nakakahiya lang mga pinag gagawa ko that day... it was also my first time na makaubos ng BEER... Beer was not that bad pala..  actually di lang isang bote naubos ko.. We sang all night and the other group play billiards naman hangang 4 or 5 am na ata kami inabot.. nag duet pa kami ng crush ko.. :p anyways... hangang ngayong year lang yan.. maybe next year back to normal na uli... ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-5381482092417844664?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/5381482092417844664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=5381482092417844664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5381482092417844664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5381482092417844664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-party-event.html' title='Christmas Party Event'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SVBJPkoTxNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AosIvVO9PBs/s72-c/Carol+Group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-3294278833694979137</id><published>2008-11-26T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T18:22:50.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire is rising.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;My hands are searching for you&lt;br /&gt;My arms are outstretched towards you&lt;br /&gt;I feel you on my fingertips&lt;br /&gt;My tongue dances behind my lips for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fire rising through my being&lt;br /&gt;Burning I'm not used to seeing you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you all around me&lt;br /&gt;Thickening the air I'm breathing&lt;br /&gt;Holding on to what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;Savoring this heart that's healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lyrics from Flyleaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-3294278833694979137?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/3294278833694979137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=3294278833694979137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3294278833694979137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3294278833694979137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/fire-is-rising.html' title='Fire is rising.'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-7108506308610607696</id><published>2008-11-25T03:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T03:15:35.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Albert Martinez @Stratpoint</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SSveP3DGrKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jz4tXd-gZWo/s1600-h/DSC_9554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SSveP3DGrKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jz4tXd-gZWo/s320/DSC_9554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272552152823671970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hihihihi.. Kilig lahat ng girls... :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-7108506308610607696?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/7108506308610607696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=7108506308610607696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/7108506308610607696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/7108506308610607696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/albert-martinez-stratpoint.html' title='Albert Martinez @Stratpoint'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SSveP3DGrKI/AAAAAAAAAFw/jz4tXd-gZWo/s72-c/DSC_9554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-5097470067025500751</id><published>2008-11-24T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:42:46.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to stop yourself from falling in love?</title><content type='html'>I wonder if you can stop yourself from falling in love when you know someone is waiting for you to come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-5097470067025500751?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/5097470067025500751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=5097470067025500751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5097470067025500751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5097470067025500751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-to-stop-yourself-from-falling-in.html' title='How to stop yourself from falling in love?'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-3709362950981555909</id><published>2008-11-20T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:46:02.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is like a boat!</title><content type='html'>Nobody knows who I really am&lt;br /&gt;I never felt this empty before&lt;br /&gt;And if I ever need someone to come along,&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna comfort me, and keep me strong?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We are all rowing the boat of fate&lt;br /&gt;The waves keep on coming and we can't escape&lt;br /&gt;But if we ever get lost on our way&lt;br /&gt;The waves would guide you through another day&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Far away, I'm breathing, as if I were transparent&lt;br /&gt;It would seem I was in the dark, but I was only blindfolded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give a prayer as I wait for the new day&lt;br /&gt;Shining vividly up to the edge of that sea  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows who I really am&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they just don't give a damn&lt;br /&gt;But if I ever need someone to come along&lt;br /&gt;I know you would follow me, and keep me strong  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People's hearts change and sneak away from them&lt;br /&gt;The moon in its new cycle leads the boats again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;The ocean heaves up to my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon&lt;br /&gt;I can see the shore  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can see the shore&lt;br /&gt;When will I see the shore?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know who I really am&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd feel this way towards you&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever need someone to come along,&lt;br /&gt;I will follow you, and keep you strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still the journey continues on quiet days as well&lt;br /&gt;The moon in its new cycle shines on the boats again&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I give a prayer as I wait for the new day&lt;br /&gt;Shining vividly up to the edge of that sea  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see your face&lt;br /&gt;The ocean heaves up to my heart&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna strain at the oars, and soon&lt;br /&gt;I can see the shore&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We are rowing the boat of fate, but the waves keep attacking us&lt;br /&gt;But isn't that still a wonderful journey? Aren't any of them a wonderful journey?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-3709362950981555909?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/3709362950981555909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=3709362950981555909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3709362950981555909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3709362950981555909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-like-boat.html' title='Life is like a boat!'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-3132745551763322342</id><published>2008-11-18T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:19:53.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALOHA</title><content type='html'>Candle under the dark light&lt;br /&gt;Our promise in the glasses of wine&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always be staying with u for protecting u&lt;br /&gt;Cuz u are the one who trust me&lt;br /&gt;What I wish is just one thing&lt;br /&gt;Wish for the forever happiness&lt;br /&gt;Even it’s not brilliant and dreamlike&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay if ur with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry (I believe) Always (I believe)&lt;br /&gt;I won’t forget this moment&lt;br /&gt;For ur smile (I believe) in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Won’t lose its light forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause your love is so sweet you are my everything&lt;br /&gt;This is not a sweet word just for this first night together&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to be changed&lt;br /&gt;I’ll see only u always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, oh, You light up my life you are the one in my life&lt;br /&gt;Even I lose all my thing&lt;br /&gt;I won’t regret, cuz I have unchangeable love&lt;br /&gt;For only u&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For me, the most valuable thing for me is u, not me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot swear in a word, however, I love only u&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes like friends, sometimes like lovers, till the day I die, I love only u.&lt;br /&gt;Always think that we’re the one&lt;br /&gt;The trust which will not sway&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wish we share our sad and happy memories&lt;br /&gt;Promise me (I believe) When ur undergoing the hardtime (I believe)&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be the shade for u&lt;br /&gt;For ur smile(I believe)in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Won’t lose its light forever&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All I ever want is… your love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like this song... it's one of my favorite... though this was really a korean song.. but its message was so nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-3132745551763322342?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/3132745551763322342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=3132745551763322342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3132745551763322342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3132745551763322342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/aloha.html' title='ALOHA'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-242423898490292525</id><published>2008-11-16T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:19:36.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't feel you anymore...</title><content type='html'>i'm thinking.. will our relationship can still work out? I'm starting to get tired of waiting.. you said you'll change but i dont see any improvements from you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i leave you, You grab me, and wants me to stay..&lt;br /&gt;you said that you'll do everything to win me back..&lt;br /&gt;For you really love me or so you really say...&lt;br /&gt;but what can i do... I cant feel you anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than life itself..&lt;br /&gt;i did everything for you..&lt;br /&gt;hope you do the same way like i do..&lt;br /&gt;but is it too late? or there's still hope? i can't really say... i'm confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody help me? What will i do? i dont know what went wrong?&lt;br /&gt;:(  is it me or is it him? maybe it is me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-242423898490292525?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/242423898490292525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=242423898490292525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/242423898490292525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/242423898490292525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-feel-you-anymore.html' title='I Can&apos;t feel you anymore...'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-9041001902422770538</id><published>2008-11-11T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:26:45.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anime Marathon (Tora Dora)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRqQnlrPECI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FPmplySP1Ac/s1600-h/toradora.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRqQnlrPECI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FPmplySP1Ac/s320/toradora.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267681723965968418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend watch this new anime last night. It's Cool and also Funny! It had 6 Episode and not yet done. :( Rumor said that Episode 7 will be released on Saturday!!! Cant wait to watch it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, We're making fun while watching... I teased him that he is Takasu and Kushieda is "Princess". He teased me back and said Im Aisaka and Kitamura is "Alexis." :D so childish!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're wondering why he's alyas was "BONOBO".. hmmm it started when he make sounds like a monkey... i think he likes his alyas naman!!! bwahahahahaha... Peace pare!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-9041001902422770538?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/9041001902422770538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=9041001902422770538' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/9041001902422770538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/9041001902422770538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/anime-marathon-tora-dora.html' title='Anime Marathon (Tora Dora)'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRqQnlrPECI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FPmplySP1Ac/s72-c/toradora.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-198382124951766610</id><published>2008-11-10T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:38:06.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detroit Metal City Episode 12</title><content type='html'>Weeeeeee.. DMC Episode 12 is out... ASTIG!!! Metal Vs. Metal... It was very Funny... Watch It!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-198382124951766610?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/198382124951766610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=198382124951766610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/198382124951766610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/198382124951766610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/detroit-metal-city-episode-12.html' title='Detroit Metal City Episode 12'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-4977211742672340341</id><published>2008-11-09T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:31:26.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stratpoint @Tali Beach Batangaas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SReWTubncNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qp9igPbUAbc/s1600-h/n613960426_4826518_9324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SReWTubncNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qp9igPbUAbc/s320/n613960426_4826518_9324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266843554858627282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Week (Nov. 7-8) we went to Batangas as a reward by Sir Paco Sandejas for our hard work on our projects. We had our night swimming, and its amazing cause the bublles that you make in the water was glow in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our night swimming we played Truth or Dare... @__@ I cant forget that game.. its my first time to play it..  Ang malas pa kasi katabi ko si kuya Mello... kakahiya kay Ms. Fara kasi may mga kiss sa nose, kiss sa ears, or kiss sa cheeks buti na lang alang kiss sa lips... @__@ napadami ang shot ko dun sa ininom namin dahil doon... &gt;_&lt; though i controlled it naman.. mahirap kasi kung malasing ako...  After the truth or dare game, we played DOTA. and sayang kasi walang net.. wala pa nagtetext sa CP ko...  hihihihihi oh well ok lang naman.. cause we enjoyed that event naman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan we went to the main beach, kakainggit sila Ms. Fara kasi galing nila mag swim... I've tried to learned it, and natutunan ko naman agad, nandun kami sa malalim.. the problem was nakakapagod talaga sya.. nakakainis talaga... tagal ko na yun gusto matutunan para i can swim sa malalalim na part.. Kaso napapagod ako agad... @__@ Hope I Can Do It Soon... Can somebody teach me how to swim???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;_&lt; Sana kumpleto kami that day... Mas masaya sana yun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-4977211742672340341?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/4977211742672340341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=4977211742672340341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4977211742672340341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4977211742672340341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/stratpoint-tali-beach-batangaas.html' title='Stratpoint @Tali Beach Batangaas'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SReWTubncNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/qp9igPbUAbc/s72-c/n613960426_4826518_9324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-1881480117917066063</id><published>2008-11-04T17:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:23:54.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Detroit Metal City "Rocks"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRD5zN_oY6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/KN1az1-EhFw/s1600-h/DMC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRD5zN_oY6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/KN1az1-EhFw/s320/DMC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264982622721303458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Anime Rocks.... It's so Funny.. Sakit nga ng tyan namin ng kakatawa e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about the guy who like to be popular as a Pop Band Singer... Though he ended up to be a Heavy Metal Lead Singer.. It's so funny cause he dont like his job and he's really a very sweet and kind gentleman.. I wonder what will be the ending... T__T It had 11 Episodes at the moment... BITIN!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to watch its LIVE ACTION. hahahahaha... hmmm the actor seem familiar... Is he "L" from Death Note - Live Action..? Asteg!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRD9eeJNWuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qXvVxJ3pXTg/s1600-h/dmc-movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRD9eeJNWuI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qXvVxJ3pXTg/s320/dmc-movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264986664325700322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I remember one of my favorite film by Cha Tae Hyun "Highway Star" &lt;korean&gt; but this anime was in opposite way... Watch It!! It's worth to watch!!&lt;/korean&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-1881480117917066063?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/1881480117917066063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=1881480117917066063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/1881480117917066063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/1881480117917066063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/detroit-metal-city-rocks.html' title='Detroit Metal City &quot;Rocks&quot;'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRD5zN_oY6I/AAAAAAAAAEY/KN1az1-EhFw/s72-c/DMC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-3572705886942006727</id><published>2008-11-02T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T19:44:59.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Miss You DY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQ5rsLJhRuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AyrCCBzOsqo/s1600-h/PICT0308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQ5rsLJhRuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AyrCCBzOsqo/s320/PICT0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264263421093824226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry DY! di ako nakadalaw sayo... :( hope you're happy kung san ka man naroroon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, DY was a very close friend of mine.. I admire her most cause she's really smart and very active in our activities during HighSchool. She's one of the reason why i played guitar. Napahanga kasi nya yung crush ko nung HS when she played it, so nag aral ako mag-isa mag gitara when my parents sent me to province. I'm proud naman sa result cause i learned it ng mag-isa in 1 whole week sa sobrang inspired ko. hahahaha I thank her for that. The last song that she taught me was "So Slow" by Freestyle which is very popular at that time. :( its been a months that i didnt play that instrument. i wonder if i still know the song. HOPE I STILL CAN!!! :( that's  the very special memory that she left for me before she passed away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Had so much question in mind... I wonder what will happen after the people die. Some people say there's "Life after Death" but some says there's Heaven and Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST BREATH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;From those around I hear a Cry,&lt;br /&gt;A muffled sob, a Hopeless sigh,&lt;br /&gt;I hear their footsteps leaving slow,&lt;br /&gt;And then I know my soul must Fly!&lt;br /&gt;A chilly wind begins to blow,&lt;br /&gt;Within my soul, from Head to Toe,&lt;br /&gt;And then, Last Breath escapes my lips,&lt;br /&gt;It's Time to leave. And I must Go!&lt;br /&gt;So, it is True (But it's too Late)&lt;br /&gt;They said: Each soul has its Given Date,&lt;br /&gt;When it must leave its body's core,&lt;br /&gt;And meet with its Eternal Fate.&lt;br /&gt;Oh mark the words that I do say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Who knows? Tomorrow could be your Day,&lt;br /&gt;At last, it comes to Heaven or Hell&lt;br /&gt;Decide which now, Do NOT delay!&lt;br /&gt;Come on my brothers let us pray&lt;br /&gt;Decide which now, Do NOT delay!&lt;br /&gt;Oh God! Oh God! I cannot see!&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are Blind! Am I still Me&lt;br /&gt;Or has my soul been led astray,&lt;br /&gt;And forced to pay a Priceless Fee&lt;br /&gt;Alas to Dust we all return,&lt;br /&gt;Some shall rejoice, while others burn,&lt;br /&gt;If only I knew that before&lt;br /&gt;The line grew short, and came my Turn!&lt;br /&gt;And now, as beneath the sod&lt;br /&gt;They lay me (with my record flawed),&lt;br /&gt;They cry, not knowing I cry worse,&lt;br /&gt;For, they go home, I face my God!&lt;br /&gt;Oh mark the words that I do say,&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, Tomorrow could be your Day,&lt;br /&gt;At last, it comes to Heaven or Hell&lt;br /&gt;Decide which now, Do NOT delay !&lt;br /&gt;Come on my brothers let's pray&lt;br /&gt;Decide which now, do not delay ....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5156356666211522941-3572705886942006727?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/3572705886942006727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=3572705886942006727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3572705886942006727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3572705886942006727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-miss-you-dy.html' title='We Miss You DY!!'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQ5rsLJhRuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/AyrCCBzOsqo/s72-c/PICT0308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-4074750577738740030</id><published>2008-11-02T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:54:34.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WISH I'M DEAD!!!</title><content type='html'>Well actually Me and My parents had a fight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naiinis ako cause I cant control my life... Nagalit sila sa akin kagabi dahil lagi daw ako late matulog at lagi daw ako nakaharap sa PC... :( Yun na lang ang libangan ko after work balak pa nila alisin... What do they want me to do? 100% focus ako sa work... I have a life for god sake!! I also need a break!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi nila ako binubulyawan at lagi nila ako kinocompare sa iba... i know immature ako... pero di ako iresponsible... every sahod ko naman lagi ako nag cocontribute pambayad ng bills lalo na sa electricity bill... konti lang naman kinukuha ko sa electricity e... 9pm -12 or 2 am lang naman ako naglalaro/nagiinternet... and After Office hours/break... :( masama na ba akong anak nun? Yun lang ang hinihingi ko...&lt;br /&gt;Nasira nga ata PC ko kasi sinuntok ng tatay ko yung CPU and hinablot yung chord.. :( PC ko yun e... binili ko yun with my own money... tapos sisirain nya lang!! :( Pinaghirapan ko yun.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday na lang lagi nila pinamumukha sa akin pinangtuition ko, kinakain ko araw araw and mga biniling gamit... :( Ganun ba yun? do i need to pay for all their sacrifices...? oh well.. ANAK LANG KASI AKO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 23 years old na.. pero they treat me as a child pa din... para akong elementary... My Golly!!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THIS LIFE!!! I WISH I'M DEAD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Sorry Christian and Mabelle di ako nakapag goodnight kagabi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-4074750577738740030?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/4074750577738740030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=4074750577738740030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4074750577738740030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4074750577738740030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wish-im-dead.html' title='I WISH I&apos;M DEAD!!!'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-1466662914181541412</id><published>2008-11-02T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:03:29.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milky's Now Gone!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQ1rrzCgDEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NDyTnez8kS8/s1600-h/milky.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQ1rrzCgDEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NDyTnez8kS8/s320/milky.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263981939645221954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm so sad.. really really sad.. Milky was my big kitty stufftoy given by him (CeeMoon). We got her in World of Fun last year. :( I hate my mom for giving it to my cousin without asking me... It has sentimental value....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think CeeMoon was mad at me... :( DAAAAAAAAAAARNNN!!!! huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu.... I HATE HER....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-1466662914181541412?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/1466662914181541412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=1466662914181541412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/1466662914181541412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/1466662914181541412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/milkys-now-gone.html' title='Milky&apos;s Now Gone!!'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQ1rrzCgDEI/AAAAAAAAAD8/NDyTnez8kS8/s72-c/milky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-5928909838005184394</id><published>2008-11-01T10:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T10:24:57.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Audition Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyQN4WzBOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j_LXWXqOV6M/s1600-h/BLYTE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyQN4WzBOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j_LXWXqOV6M/s320/BLYTE.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263740632629970146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyN89PeVtI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZZ-PlKY1cfk/s1600-h/cutie+blyte.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyN89PeVtI/AAAAAAAAADc/ZZ-PlKY1cfk/s320/cutie+blyte.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263738142860400338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a long time since i play this game... I miss my Character!!! hihihihihi i think ilang months din di ko ito nabuksan.. since di pa ayos ang Grand Chase at di pa nagbabayad ng utang ang brother ko sa RF Online (180M).. eto muna ang aadikin ko... hangang Back Up Rank lang siguro muna...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyPNQFObmI/AAAAAAAAADk/e9GMIxyPUhg/s1600-h/opponents.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyPNQFObmI/AAAAAAAAADk/e9GMIxyPUhg/s320/opponents.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739522307223138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sample Opponents ko....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyPZqrxReI/AAAAAAAAADs/va8_rBIk5MY/s1600-h/Win.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyPZqrxReI/AAAAAAAAADs/va8_rBIk5MY/s320/Win.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739735606642146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the Result is: BATTLE WIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hahahaha... Nakakapanibago kasi dami nagbago.. Oh well i miss my friends here.. sayang di sila Online... di ako nakapangamusta... siguro taas na ng level nila...  NAIWAN NA AKO!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 1:30 Am na... Need to go to sleep na... nagising ang dragon... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-5928909838005184394?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/5928909838005184394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=5928909838005184394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5928909838005184394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5928909838005184394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/11/audition-mode.html' title='Audition Mode'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQyQN4WzBOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/j_LXWXqOV6M/s72-c/BLYTE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-674833858567850641</id><published>2008-10-30T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T19:45:55.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I 'll be dead for sure!!! :D</title><content type='html'>I enjoyed our yesterday paintball event and it was my first time to play that game.  I'm just disappointed in myself cause i was out of the game easily in my first game... and in my second game i was out of the bullets... hahahahaha darn!! At first i thought that it was like the arcade games or online games that i'm playing but i was wrong "virtual world was totally different in actual world." hahaha Stupid!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I cant breath in our suit... We wear a long clothing Armor to protect the skin and a goggles to protect our face... and it's very hot and very heavy specially for me... "Ang hirap ng payatot".. If that game is real, or if i'm in a real battlefield.. "I'll be dead" or "I will not survive". :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-674833858567850641?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/674833858567850641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=674833858567850641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/674833858567850641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/674833858567850641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-ll-be-dead-for-sure-d.html' title='I &apos;ll be dead for sure!!! :D'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-776792297820827696</id><published>2008-10-29T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T21:00:05.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Game Line Up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt; New team composition: (Oh Well .. We're still in separated team....) hahahaha :p&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="MsoNormalTable" style="border-collapse: collapse;" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 5.4pt; background: rgb(141, 179, 226) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Alpha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: black black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; background: rgb(141, 179, 226) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Bravo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: black black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; background: rgb(141, 179, 226) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Charlie&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: black black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1pt 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; background: rgb(141, 179, 226) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Delta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Norbi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Clark&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Paco&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in; width: 148.5pt; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Mello&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Fara&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Adet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;CeeJay&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Wilma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Noreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Melissa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Moa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Teddy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Nikki&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Altair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Mon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Vic  G.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Kim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Aries&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Chris&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Joe-e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Vic  D.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125); font-family: 'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Henry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color black black -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1pt 1pt medium; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; 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Im so happy cause we will have our break tomorrow in our work... We will have our Team Building by having our Paintball Tournament  in Fort Bonifacio near the Army Gym and have our Halloween Party After...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Below are the team  composition:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;table class="MsoTableGrid" style="border: medium none ; border-collapse: collapse;" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border: 1pt solid black; padding: 0in 5.4pt; background: rgb(141, 179, 226) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Alpha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; background: rgb(141, 179, 226) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Bravo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; background: rgb(141, 179, 226) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Charlie&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: solid solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; background: rgb(141, 179, 226) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Delta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 287.6pt;" colspan="2" valign="top" width="383"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Clark&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 297pt;" colspan="2" valign="top" width="396"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Mello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Fara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Mabelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Adet&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;CeeJay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Wilma&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Noreen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Melissa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Moa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Teddy&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Nikki&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Altair&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Norbi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Vic  G.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Kim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Aries&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 139.1pt;" valign="top" width="185"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Chris&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Joe-e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Vic  D.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border-style: none solid solid none; padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 148.5pt;" valign="top" width="198"&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;Henry&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Game:  Bravo vs. Charlie&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; Game:  Alpha vs. Delta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Game:  Alpha-Bravo vs. Charlie-Delta&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Game  Mode&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';"&gt;Game 1 &amp;amp; 2:  Capture the Flag &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);font-family:'Calibri','sans-serif';" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Game 3: Last Team  Standi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;I'm just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; disappointed because I'm in the Delta team which is seperated from my friends team. Hope our team will win the Game!!! hihihihihi there's still hope cause Kuya Mello is in our team... :p GO GO GO!!!&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/5156356666211522941-8390568025382112074?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/8390568025382112074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=8390568025382112074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/8390568025382112074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/8390568025382112074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/10/stratpoint-paint-ball-tournament.html' title='Stratpoint Paintball Tournament!!'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-4281402926602887885</id><published>2008-10-28T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T10:34:55.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stratpoint's Virtual Pet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQdKt5AGSCI/AAAAAAAAADU/jIaNExGB134/s1600-h/Collage.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQdKt5AGSCI/AAAAAAAAADU/jIaNExGB134/s320/Collage.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262256841861515298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet Society is an application in Facebook. I remember Tamagotchi in this game. It's so cool!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet Society Party:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyberpetpoy -&gt; Ian&lt;br /&gt;Chewy -&gt; Kristine&lt;br /&gt;Peper -&gt; Kim&lt;br /&gt;Devilishly -&gt; Mabelle&lt;br /&gt;Miyaki -&gt; Moanna May&lt;br /&gt;Porn -&gt; Norbi&lt;br /&gt;Chesca -&gt; Fara&lt;br /&gt;Momo -&gt; Dianne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimchie  -&gt; (In memory of my Dog :c )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-4281402926602887885?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/4281402926602887885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=4281402926602887885' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4281402926602887885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/4281402926602887885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/10/stratpoints-virtual-pet.html' title='Stratpoint&apos;s Virtual Pet'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQdKt5AGSCI/AAAAAAAAADU/jIaNExGB134/s72-c/Collage.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-114676808844838610</id><published>2008-10-28T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T01:10:21.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im So Excited for the Open Beta of the NEW released game!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQbIPFKs93I/AAAAAAAAABE/3f7P5c_XUG0/s1600-h/Open+Beta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQbIPFKs93I/AAAAAAAAABE/3f7P5c_XUG0/s320/Open+Beta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262113376039663474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEHEY!!!! Grand Chase will now be in Open Beta... Im So Excited!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQbH-A90NwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pzZqXEfOPEA/s1600-h/Open+Beta.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-114676808844838610?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/114676808844838610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=114676808844838610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/114676808844838610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/114676808844838610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/10/grand-chase.html' title='Im So Excited for the Open Beta of the NEW released game!!!'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQbIPFKs93I/AAAAAAAAABE/3f7P5c_XUG0/s72-c/Open+Beta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-5793961215424124858</id><published>2008-10-27T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:05:20.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving You doesn't mean I Dont love You!!</title><content type='html'>I dont know how to start this post... i just want to share what happen today... Me and my boyfriend had just broke up today... actually its my decision for us to go in seperate ways.. Leaving him doesn't mean that I dont love him... its just have some reasons why i decided that way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 6 reasons why we broke up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Time&lt;br /&gt;2. Communications&lt;br /&gt;3. Privacy and Freedom&lt;br /&gt;4. Doubts&lt;br /&gt;5. Family Issue&lt;br /&gt;6. Immaturity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I wont expand the meaning of it cause it will really take so much time just to explain everything* Oh Well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really a nice guy and i can say that i'm so lucky to have him. His cute, LOYAL and super duper kind but there are times that we cant avoid circumstances and misuderstandings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to have space in our relationship and go back before as what we is which is "FRIEND" is because i want him to prove hisself to me and be a better man. I want him to be mature and be responsible. I dont want him to be dependent to me all the time. I want him to have his goal and pursue to ahieve it. I want him to learn to stand on his own feet. I also want to build his trust on me and stop doubting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny will tell if we're meant to be together forever. I'll just wait for the right man to come. If that Man is HE, i will definitely Accept him back. And start all over again. When he come back i can definitely say that he's the One or He's really mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future can only tell........... God Bless Us!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-5793961215424124858?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/5793961215424124858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=5793961215424124858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5793961215424124858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/5793961215424124858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/10/leaving-you-doesnt-mean-i-dont-love-you.html' title='Leaving You doesn&apos;t mean I Dont love You!!'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-3651959709538072131</id><published>2008-10-26T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:00:39.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Useless???</title><content type='html'>I am so insecure about everything, i think i am stupid and feel that my life is nothing and useless. I don't know what i'm going to do anymore. I feel lost and alone. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday my mom yelled at me because of "MONEY". They gave me responsibility to pay the Utilities such as Electricity, Water, Cable and Internet and even to pay our house in GSIS. :(  What can i do? My salary are not that big to cover it all. One time i need to absent from my work because i have a "Fever".  I really feel sorry for being absent because it will be deducted from my salary. :( My mom blamed me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love my Mom even though she always comparing me to other people and want me to be like them. I Hope she see and understand that &lt;span id="ctl00_cphMainContent_lbQuestion"&gt;I cannot become the one who i don't want to.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "I have my own dream and have my own goal in life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Oh God I want to cry!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's now on Month of November and Christmas is near and it really make me sad because i dont have savings yet. :(  Is it going to be a "Lonely Christmas"?? Let's See..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-3651959709538072131?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/3651959709538072131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=3651959709538072131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3651959709538072131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/3651959709538072131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-i-useless.html' title='Am I Useless???'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-793033685777439900</id><published>2008-10-26T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T20:00:14.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMMA KUNAT</title><content type='html'>There's this lady who owed me P4,000 pesos since February and her name is EMMA. I keep on calling her "EMMA KUNAT" because she didnt pay me yet. She keep on promising but those promises are yet to be broken. I dont know if she  will still pay me or not. Oh Well i believe in the word "KARMA".  I hope it will get her in the end. &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-793033685777439900?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/793033685777439900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=793033685777439900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/793033685777439900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/793033685777439900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/10/emma-kunat.html' title='EMMA KUNAT'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5156356666211522941.post-1565369167228562738</id><published>2008-10-26T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T19:13:10.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Hell Yeah!! this is my first time to do a personal blog.. actually this was introduced by my friend "Christian"... hmmm so what can i share?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQSrtjYgNhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/90-jHQQvCHk/s1600-h/Characters+GC.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQSrtjYgNhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/90-jHQQvCHk/s320/Characters+GC.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261519063756060178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1:40 am and i still cant fall asleep... I spent all my hours in front of my computer playing Grand Chase and Chatting with my friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually wala talaga ako masabi ngayong araw... dahil nasa harap ako ng PC buong magdamag.. i even forgot to confront my Boyfriend about our relationsip which is very complicated... isip muna ako sa next post ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5156356666211522941-1565369167228562738?l=blyte0810.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/feeds/1565369167228562738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5156356666211522941&amp;postID=1565369167228562738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/1565369167228562738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5156356666211522941/posts/default/1565369167228562738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blyte0810.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Blyte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16709105120629437889</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SRvWRSMM3jI/AAAAAAAAAE4/R7Cdapamq2A/S220/CJ.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ADMgOGErJSU/SQSrtjYgNhI/AAAAAAAAAAU/90-jHQQvCHk/s72-c/Characters+GC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
