<?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-3283367690749020935</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:36:30.748+08:00</updated><category term='subsconscious desires'/><category term='droppin by to release my thoughts'/><category term='happy experiences'/><category term='new phases'/><category term='mysteries'/><category term='special moments'/><category term='inspirations and being happy'/><category term='think.think.think'/><category term='imaginations'/><category term='personal thoughts'/><category term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><category term='filthy richness haha'/><category term='girl power :)'/><category term='missing choy'/><category term='confessions'/><category term='what about love'/><category term='life. life'/><category term='lessons and experiences'/><category term='inside my mind'/><title type='text'>Perusing my Life</title><subtitle type='html'>understanding the real me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-4676766413921458762</id><published>2010-05-29T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T10:58:05.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>myself talking to myself</title><content type='html'>time is something that you should not mess with it. On top of feelings, racism, sexism and all biases of humankind. time, unlike price of persia creatively illustrates, cannot be turned back . and this is my alter ego telling to myself to come to my senses and give importance to those that you cannot lose. you know, this includes people, love ones, ideals and yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i learned, is that it is VERY easy to give in to all the negatives. it's like nicotine and tar (well this is based on books and all sciences i took since elementary, i never am a smoker myself), you cant let go of it unless you are forced to because it has already damaged your system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so take time, and grab time while we can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CARPE DIEM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-4676766413921458762?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8099964345323969208</id><published>2010-04-27T05:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T05:30:26.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='subsconscious desires'/><title type='text'>what I put in my mind subconsciosly affects me</title><content type='html'>you see, even if I don't recognize some of my feelings, I still get lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POR PABOR TEAM MAC, STAY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the real world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8099964345323969208?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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go..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-7756009610002570466</id><published>2010-04-18T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:09:09.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inside my mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imaginations'/><title type='text'>Queen of Eyebags</title><content type='html'>launching my love project...&lt;br /&gt;visit dloveproject.blogspot.com :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-7756009610002570466?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/7756009610002570466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=7756009610002570466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7756009610002570466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7756009610002570466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2010/04/queen-of-eyebags.html' title='Queen of Eyebags'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-1959261191242456981</id><published>2010-04-15T21:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T22:00:08.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>ideas.. (what I get from watching movies)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Is there any woman in the world who does not want to be wed to his so loved man, while wearing her so loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;WEDDING GOWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;? haha (what movies can put to your mind). I just watched &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Bridal Wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;and it gave me mixed feelings --- missing my super close friend, longing for love and some family-related feelings that I don't even understand and wouldn't want to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S8cYeX7whtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/A2sV8D6X-Xo/s1600/partners.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S8cYeX7whtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/A2sV8D6X-Xo/s320/partners.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460359983309817554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S8cYeHFlfAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Wx1HVNoFRIs/s1600/BrideWarsPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S8cYeHFlfAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Wx1HVNoFRIs/s1600/BrideWarsPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S8cYeHFlfAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Wx1HVNoFRIs/s320/BrideWarsPoster.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460359978787634178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;geesh.. weddings.. vera wang dresses.. will I ever get to wear you? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;and together with another movie that I was also able to watch, I think I will be making a blog project,too. ( inspired by &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;Julia &amp;amp; Julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;). Not about food though, but about LOVE. (what more do you expect from my mind?haha like I could never have enough room for love ideas, thug.thug.thug.hahaha)It will be a separate blog though. (I'm excited.haha) I'll introduce it here, don't you worry. And for those who read my facebook notes, well actually these posts are posted on my blog, originally posted there, and are just linked to FB. enjoy . ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;signing out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3283367690749020935-1959261191242456981?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/1959261191242456981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=1959261191242456981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1959261191242456981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1959261191242456981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2010/04/ideas-what-i-get-from-watching-movies.html' title='ideas.. (what I get from watching movies)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S8cYeX7whtI/AAAAAAAAAJA/A2sV8D6X-Xo/s72-c/partners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-2553006221805856442</id><published>2010-04-13T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T09:16:25.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gush of abhor.. (mild)</title><content type='html'>i hate hating people. not that i hate you. it's just that i don't like you. and i hate to hate you because i might be hurting one of the best people i have for a friend. (geesh. irritating!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is not suppose to be covered with all your child like attitude. and PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE. stop trying to worsen things. love the right way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAG MO NGA KONG IDAMAY.. 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(mild)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-5956590772646625858</id><published>2010-04-03T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:21:41.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inside my mind'/><title type='text'>the bleak ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;i still love you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;and that love makes me a coward.. to just follow whatever you want, though it meant breaking my world.. now ive got to create another start.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;vague reasons.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;vague emotions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;vague thoughts.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;hate it., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;and all this broken pieces wouldn't matter anymore. because now there wouldn' t be ANY confusions. the line has been drawn. this is the path that we take. . a clear and guiltless flight for you.. a dark and painful one for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;i love you. and i cant fight this feeling anymore. yet, with all those words, i think i just forgot what i'm trying to fight for.. a meaningless feat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;my heart will wander.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;not for a new one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;just wander..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;pathless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;pointless.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;start to breath again (i no longer breath color.....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;this is my ending.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;bleak ending... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/3283367690749020935-5956590772646625858?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/5956590772646625858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=5956590772646625858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/5956590772646625858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/5956590772646625858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2010/04/bleak-ending.html' title='the bleak ending'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-6010398670939971894</id><published>2010-04-03T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:12:22.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inside my mind'/><title type='text'>when you just can't think of anything to write about.. and the title seem to be more understandable than it's content..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;lalalalalalala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;You claim you still care for me&lt;br /&gt;But your heart and soul needs to be free&lt;br /&gt;now that you've got your freedom&lt;br /&gt;You wanna still hold on to me&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me for yourself&lt;br /&gt;So let me find somebody else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;'coz you don't really love me&lt;br /&gt;You just keep me hangin'on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;lalalalalalalalalalala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;those are just lyrics sung by quinn in glee.. well, don't know if it's connected with my mood right now. (i'll leave you something to think about.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;(deep breath)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;hmmm.. i though I could post right now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;guess not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;leavin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-6010398670939971894?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/6010398670939971894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=6010398670939971894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6010398670939971894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6010398670939971894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-you-just-cant-think-of-anything-to.html' title='when you just can&apos;t think of anything to write about.. and the title seem to be more understandable than it&apos;s content..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8116190389014119051</id><published>2010-03-22T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:07:44.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='droppin by to release my thoughts'/><title type='text'>when you follow the beatings of what they call "heart"..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sometimes it could be so wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and it's up to you on how to make things right...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;-- rachel, to herself (silence)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;posting myself in something I would never wear in public.. (haha.. i'm not that girl. swear to  heavens!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S6dO9lMbL-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/Qj4jIj4G0ac/s1600-h/Say+cheEze%21%C3%B61176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S6dO9lMbL-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/Qj4jIj4G0ac/s320/Say+cheEze%21%C3%B61176.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451412693818486754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S6dO9E5RcAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9aC8xqaJGeo/s1600-h/Say+cheEze%21%C3%B61184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S6dO9E5RcAI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9aC8xqaJGeo/s320/Say+cheEze%21%C3%B61184.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451412685148221442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;well at the other side of the world, i'm happy with who I am. the weird and happy me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;---outta here--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8116190389014119051?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8116190389014119051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8116190389014119051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8116190389014119051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8116190389014119051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-you-follow-beatings-of-what-they.html' title='when you follow the beatings of what they call &quot;heart&quot;..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S6dO9lMbL-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/Qj4jIj4G0ac/s72-c/Say+cheEze%21%C3%B61176.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-5593821346428157038</id><published>2010-03-15T08:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:35:48.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions'/><title type='text'>one straight road</title><content type='html'>Oh it's taking so long&lt;br /&gt;I could be wrong, I could be ready&lt;br /&gt;Oh but if I take my heart's advice&lt;br /&gt;I should assume it's still unsteady&lt;br /&gt;I am in repair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(confusions..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you are confused between friendship or love, would you see the line that separates them? guess not.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the sweetness served my heart with reasons to awaken. Yet now I'm leaving. Let me just forget that I was inclined to like you. and like you more than I can like you. and then I can just treat you as my treasured friend. No complications. No confusions. No lines to break. One straight road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(take calls)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-5593821346428157038?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/5593821346428157038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=5593821346428157038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/5593821346428157038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/5593821346428157038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-straight-road.html' title='one straight road'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-2492143607875023927</id><published>2010-03-10T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:55:23.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions'/><title type='text'>talking to myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;out of my so many everyday thoughts, i think you are the one dominant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-2492143607875023927?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/2492143607875023927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=2492143607875023927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2492143607875023927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2492143607875023927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2010/03/talking-to-myself.html' title='talking to myself'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8485417494524935060</id><published>2010-03-10T13:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:34:11.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='droppin by to release my thoughts'/><title type='text'>random enthusiasm. haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(a tune playing in my mind.. "why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends".. was sang in bridge to terabithia..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;do you know what's worth doing in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;only the thing that you're &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;passionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i am just in a state of nostalgia.. kept thinking of randon reasons why I am happy right at this moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;anyway, for the purposes of looking back, i'll be posting pictures I got from them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1hER5v9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mP-4J3HFf-M/s1600-h/lee+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1hER5v9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mP-4J3HFf-M/s200/lee+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446881116528689106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1ght4pzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/atJASJmaPkk/s1600-h/lee+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1ght4pzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/atJASJmaPkk/s200/lee+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446881107250816818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1gMmNdRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jslvyU9iYWE/s1600-h/lee+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1gMmNdRI/AAAAAAAAAHA/jslvyU9iYWE/s200/lee+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446881101581481234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1fwpdtHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KtzlJ_tF7Wc/s1600-h/lee+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1fwpdtHI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KtzlJ_tF7Wc/s200/lee+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446881094078936178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1fSiSR4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rHp94qM7RqM/s1600-h/lee+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1fSiSR4I/AAAAAAAAAGw/rHp94qM7RqM/s200/lee+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446881085995763586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;team lee -- dark angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. my teammates from my work place., they certainly are one of the newest reasons of my happiness. can't leave work because of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c8N2JTiWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Atb2pFnN3Cw/s1600-h/reybee+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c8N2JTiWI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Atb2pFnN3Cw/s200/reybee+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446888482898413922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;this is us --&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; reybee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, edward and alice, panget, whatever you call us.. hmm.. (silence) eternal sibs.. (smiles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c4UnxZnYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FLo5c-GI1xE/s1600-h/tg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c4UnxZnYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/FLo5c-GI1xE/s200/tg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446884201252625794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;this is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -- old mems :) guy next to me in white is bunsoy, gurl kneeling in front holding sonething blue is blest.. TG, always my refuge, no matter where and what i'm going through.. haha (drama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c7B7-MUpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Gb8GR7XA5ro/s1600-h/yhin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c7B7-MUpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Gb8GR7XA5ro/s200/yhin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446887178792358546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yhin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (with keith, haha) -- my counterpart, my better half (hmm, as friends syempre,haha)  :( missing her soooo badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c4TgwZNAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KwCaM02IEt0/s1600-h/jbark+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c4TgwZNAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/KwCaM02IEt0/s200/jbark+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446884182189487106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c2JoehkbI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-SF-oMtLZpg/s1600-h/jbark+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c2JoehkbI/AAAAAAAAAHo/-SF-oMtLZpg/s200/jbark+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446881813440074162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c2JMp_U-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/X9p4Csf-VtE/s1600-h/jbark+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c2JMp_U-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/X9p4Csf-VtE/s200/jbark+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446881805971968994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c2I1VNy5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Kk-qgzAT3nE/s1600-h/jbark+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c2I1VNy5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Kk-qgzAT3nE/s200/jbark+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446881799710821266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;this is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jbark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. forever friends. look at our pictures.. you'll know we're crazy together just by the looks of us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c4WTVU8wI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JKyuQjiITFo/s1600-h/tol+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c4WTVU8wI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/JKyuQjiITFo/s200/tol+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446884230125908738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c4VyIXHEI/AAAAAAAAAII/KP4FytFUQQM/s1600-h/tol+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c4VyIXHEI/AAAAAAAAAII/KP4FytFUQQM/s200/tol+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446884221213154370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;this is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. -- one of my dearest at my workplace.. miss her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;well, my life couldn't be summed up by these pictures or any pictures for that matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;looking forward to updating my blog frequently.. (well since i mostly spend my extra time reading, texting or sleeping, watching movies, i cannot promise,haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(sudden shift of thought)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;i gave myself til february this year. that i'll meet&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;hmm.. i don't know if I really met him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;signs.. attraction.. gravity.. energy.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;oh well, life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;(song in my mind still playing, why can't we be friends, why can't we be friends, haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;life is meant to be fun. what with all those apocalypses predictions (plase don't take this as an offense for all the religins out there) and sad world moments, life is supposed to still give us a reason to stay smiling. well guess I'm really lucky when it comes to that part.i always get the best people around me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dark angels..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ridara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jbark..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yhin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;less than 3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;whew, like i can never thank Papa enough for all of these..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;glad i'm favored :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;all of us, let's declare happiness!Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8485417494524935060?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8485417494524935060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8485417494524935060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8485417494524935060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8485417494524935060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-enthusiasm-haha.html' title='random enthusiasm. haha'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S5c1hER5v9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mP-4J3HFf-M/s72-c/lee+5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-712114502420999004</id><published>2009-12-21T10:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T10:27:36.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new phases'/><title type='text'>THE SECRET of our life..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there will always come a time that we need to be reminded by things.. that is why I am reposting this article.. (feb '09 post, title: making my reality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.getrichslowly.org/images/thesecretcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.getrichslowly.org/images/thesecretcover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://electexiles.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/the-true-secret-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Imagination is everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;/em&gt; Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just watched and is being inspired by the movie &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE SECRET&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I have heard of it, ages ago, Oprah show, books in the National Bookstore, a dvd from a business individual, yet i did not paid any attention to it. Until now.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. I am going through a very difficult time in my life right now, an experience shared by all. (I mean, everyone goes through bad things at one point in their life, right?). I am caught in a situation which is so hard to deal with, and im imprisoned with lots of negative emotions about it. school, stop school? do this, don't do this?&lt;br /&gt;As I watched the movie, I was filled with new inspiration and new strength. I analyzed the things around me, and realized I might be doing some things the wrong way, which makes me so unhappy. For almost months now, the dominant thought that runs in my mind is that i have been failing. failed to pass all my subjects, failed to be a good organization president, failed to be a desired daughter and the failures go on and on. and even if I try to get my self back on track now, i still fail, the same things happening over and over. people around me told me I've changed, and I am not the person they knew I were. But is it really about being who I am, or is it my actions and thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;The movie tells us that we are all made up of energy and vibrations. not only the humans, but also every non living thing in our universe. we attract the vibrations that are the same with the vibrations that we have. that is why the Secret tells us that everything lies with the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAW OF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ATTRACTION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. the movie goes on with different people, visionaries, authors, philosophers, businessmen who talk about this secret, the power that lies among all of us. here is one of the quotes from the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;' what you think, and what you feel and what actually manifests is always a match, NO EXCEPTION. '&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say YES to that. well, i have been thinking of moving on, of strength and inspiration, and see, i finally got the urge to watch the movie. well it is my decision of course. what i'm trying to tell is that, if you focus your thoughts about what you really want, and you are passionate about it, then the universe conspires to help you achieve that. you do the thinking, then the universe will tell you how, if you are going to feel what the universe is telling you. (whoa, this is just like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THE ALCHEMIST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think the book and this movie is patterned with the same belief. )&lt;br /&gt;well, I love this idea. and I want this idea to be my reality. we all have the freedom to choose our ideals right? power to make our reality. just choose whatever makes you happy :) (oh! if ever cruel things like wanting murder makes you happy, think again. there are two basic emotions, good and bad. and guilt is at the bad side. goodluck.. hahaha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;uhm, before i posted this entry, i made researches about the secret, the movie. there are lots of compliments about it and of course, oppossitions to it. some say the idea is against Christian belief, that it recognizes no God, and it makes people think that they are the creators of their life. whew.. some even say it's an evil deception. I'd say no to that. the movie tells us of a Higher power, it just respects the belief of everyone,that not everyone believes in a god. so the movie is not specific with it, nothing wrong with that. religion and christianity is not meant for people to close their minds. i think that these two, together with psychology and philosopy should come hand in hand, in making people's lives better, sharing good and love with one another.&lt;br /&gt;Faith makes us sure of what we hope for and gives us proof of what we cannot see... We also know that what can be seen was made out of what cannot be seen. (Hebrews 11)&lt;br /&gt;who makes our destiny? who makes our calling? It is ourselves. whatever we choose to do, if we focus and dedicate our life to that, then it would be our destiny, our own calling. we have the power to choose and to act. the laws of God, love, and attraction govern us. but you do the deciding, and everything starts with you.&lt;br /&gt;so, start the visualization now. know exactly what you want. and let the world help you do it. have faith.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping that i've inspired someone with this entry.. GODBLESS our endeavors. :)&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/3283367690749020935-712114502420999004?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/712114502420999004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=712114502420999004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/712114502420999004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/712114502420999004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/12/secret-of-our-life.html' title='THE SECRET of our life..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-4785325355417579076</id><published>2009-12-19T12:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T13:32:48.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you don't know how to say sorry..</title><content type='html'>I just had quite a misunderstanding with someone from my workplace, and it really hurt me a lot. &lt;br /&gt;why? because that person is someone very likeable. really likeable. and I thought that we were okay (well maybe we were) not after I said the following words. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a question or a statement? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(deep sigh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried hours during that day. I'm spend an hour crying before starting my work, crying while doing my calls, and will cry more later I know. It's just that I don't even mean anything bad (even a bit) of what I made that person feel with what I said, but I still made her feel worst. And it feels total agony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say sorry. She is very angry and I can do nothing about it. &lt;br /&gt;I offended her sooOo much. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it the way I spoke?&lt;br /&gt;Was it because you were very tired that moment and you thought I disrespected you?&lt;br /&gt;really, i mean no offense. if it's my freaking high pitched normal talking voice that makes people think i'm MAARTE or if it was my unwitty choice of words because that statement seem very normal for me, i really am not sure. but i really wanted to tell you I'm sorry. If you're someone I don't care and even know of, I might not even be hurt like this. but it's just that, every time this issue enters my mind, it reminds me of those moments that we were happy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not best friends or even buddies.. &lt;br /&gt;but more than just acquaintances you just met and nod heads with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I know I've offended you. It might sound like crap, but I really, really did not mean it. Hope we could still reconcile in the future..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-4785325355417579076?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/4785325355417579076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=4785325355417579076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4785325355417579076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4785325355417579076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-you-dont-know-how-to-say-sorry_19.html' title='when you don&apos;t know how to say sorry..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-4332445663743655556</id><published>2009-12-19T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T13:32:45.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when you don't know how to say sorry..</title><content type='html'>I just had quite a misunderstanding with someone from my workplace, and it really hurt me a lot. &lt;br /&gt;why? because that person is someone very likeable. really likeable. and I thought that we were okay (well maybe we were) not after I said the following words. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that a question or a statement? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(deep sigh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried hours during that day. I'm spend an hour crying before starting my work, crying while doing my calls, and will cry more later I know. It's just that I don't even mean anything bad (even a bit) of what I made that person feel with what I said, but I still made her feel worst. And it feels total agony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say sorry. She is very angry and I can do nothing about it. &lt;br /&gt;I offended her sooOo much. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it the way I spoke?&lt;br /&gt;Was it because you were very tired that moment and you thought I disrespected you?&lt;br /&gt;really, i mean no offense. if it's my freaking high pitched normal talking voice that makes people think i'm MAARTE or if it was my unwitty choice of words because that statement seem very normal for me, i really am not sure. but i really wanted to tell you I'm sorry. If you're someone I don't care and even know of, I might not even be hurt like this. but it's just that, every time this issue enters my mind, it reminds me of those moments that we were happy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're not best friends or even buddies.. &lt;br /&gt;but more than just acquaintances you just met and nod heads with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I know I've offended you. It might sound like crap, but I really, really did not mean it. Hope we could still reconcile in the future..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-4332445663743655556?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/4332445663743655556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=4332445663743655556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4332445663743655556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4332445663743655556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/12/when-you-dont-know-how-to-say-sorry.html' title='when you don&apos;t know how to say sorry..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-1584221625193599915</id><published>2009-10-13T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:07:29.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life. life'/><title type='text'>searching..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;every long lost dream lead me to where you are. others who broke my heart they were like northern stars, pointing me on my way into your loving arms. this much i konw is true... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that God bless the broken road that led me straight to you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;an i-just-met person told me, "&lt;strong&gt;You will continously experience the lesson that you refuse to learn&lt;/strong&gt;". Those lines left their mark in me. Yes. I will continue breaking my heart until I learned to wait for the man who will truly earn my love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;For I anticipate you in every tear I shed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;That when the time comes for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You will show me genuine feelings and care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I might not know who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yet to continue believing in His ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I know I'm so close to seeing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So close to feeling you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So close to loving you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;God blesses each broken road..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;That will lead me to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;(anticipating)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-1584221625193599915?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/1584221625193599915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=1584221625193599915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1584221625193599915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1584221625193599915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/10/searching.html' title='searching..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-4598934875981945694</id><published>2009-08-12T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:38:29.883+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='droppin by to release my thoughts'/><title type='text'>Less sleep is more life whahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i could be beaten by doctors by the title i just typed for this post. haha  who cares? i'm entitled to liberty once in a while.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;facebook mafia-this is what i'm currently doing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;later i'll have to finish my explanation why i had incurred tardiness for my technical training.. (c'mon.. be positive chel!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i have just sent my resignation for my former company.. (where i worked i think for less than two months?waaa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i'll be AGAIN taking my technical certification in two weeks time. 9even if i'm already certified). sometimes you'll just have take the consequences or should i day requirements of the things that you really want, however hard thwy might seem at the beginning. well ou'll never know if that's what you realy wanted unless you give it a shot. and A SHOT  means really going for it and not just going through preliminaries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;pause: loading my playlist which consists of louder, rougher music.. -- basic relief therapy of rachel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;regained a bit of health. (alert:  chel needs to eat LOADS now.. haha i'm dead hungry! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;what's running in my mind at the moment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;danes my former product trainer is cute.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i miss my barkada.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;thinking when will I oen my accounting books again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;nervous for the upcoming certification..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;needs more prayer.. - ultimate health strategy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-------back to the normal world.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-4598934875981945694?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/4598934875981945694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=4598934875981945694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4598934875981945694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4598934875981945694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/08/less-sleep-is-more-life-whahaha.html' title='Less sleep is more life whahaha'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-6410485228076028175</id><published>2009-07-15T09:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:07:23.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl power :)'/><title type='text'>what's inside my mind NOW?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;fast news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;july 12- 'it' day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;july 15-first time i was commended in a call. (well, i always get commended by customers because of my patience listening to them, however frustrated i am). but this day, my cust asked for my supervisor to send her commendation, and i listened to the call. wAAAa.. soo happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;but that doesn't change the fact that i miss zune. and i don't know why inspite all of what happened to me in my former company, i still want that job back. if not for it's instability, i will dumped my new work immediately. (too harsh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i am looking for extra jobs. i need to help my mom pay my sister's tuition fee. now, i'm getting dizier thinking how could i save for myself and my other dreams. on the other hand, i will be extending financial help to a friend that needs to be operated soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i am the only person at our office that brings the picture of her barkada at her table every shift. can't help it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;stay positve. i miss a lot of things. but i need to stay focused and to keep my dreams as close to my heart as always. my faith is my power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Godbless us ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-6410485228076028175?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/6410485228076028175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=6410485228076028175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6410485228076028175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6410485228076028175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/07/fast-news.html' title='what&apos;s inside my mind NOW?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-162738988285791507</id><published>2009-07-15T06:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:52:27.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions'/><title type='text'>i just lost 'it'</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;no turning back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;it was lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but it's still mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;can someone decipher this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-162738988285791507?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/162738988285791507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=162738988285791507&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/162738988285791507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/162738988285791507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-lost-it.html' title='i just lost &apos;it&apos;'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-440890637605097151</id><published>2009-07-15T06:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:50:53.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inside my mind'/><title type='text'>lost in the middle of deciding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;in supposed to choose which company will I work for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i'm okay with my new company, but i miss my first company sooOo much. i still don't know what to pick. im cheating the companies and myself. i have to choose one. NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;papa God.. Help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-440890637605097151?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/440890637605097151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=440890637605097151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/440890637605097151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/440890637605097151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/07/lost-in-middle-of-deciding.html' title='lost in the middle of deciding'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-214363123078134615</id><published>2009-07-06T05:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:54:15.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inside my mind'/><title type='text'>giving up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i am now settling myself not to think about being in love anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;stop worrying about what love can bring. what relationships might do for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;focus on other things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;thing with more worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-214363123078134615?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/214363123078134615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=214363123078134615&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/214363123078134615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/214363123078134615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/07/giving-up.html' title='giving up..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8566552254946315511</id><published>2009-07-06T05:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:14:38.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>decide now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i can always say what i want to say here right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i need to make a decision as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i have to stop being employed by two companies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i need to choose now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;why am i so afraid to decide and to take chances?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8566552254946315511?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8566552254946315511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8566552254946315511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8566552254946315511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8566552254946315511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/07/decide-now.html' title='decide now'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-7585618174909584084</id><published>2009-06-29T07:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:48:26.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>a star. my brightest now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;do i actually know ow to read the signs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well you just have to listen to the soul of the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to God's signs scattered around you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after all that i've been through.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;he made me smile like i've never known how painful it is to love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and he makes me inspired.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;he is my new inspiration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;without words, i know he's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i hope he listens to my actions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;moving on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;love blooms when the heart finds the one it longs for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;love strikes because you chose to embrace it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;let's get to know each other better.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'd like to be with you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-7585618174909584084?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/7585618174909584084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=7585618174909584084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7585618174909584084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7585618174909584084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/06/star-my-brightest-now.html' title='a star. my brightest now'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-7622677169578301874</id><published>2009-06-29T07:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T07:44:08.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confessions'/><title type='text'>play yet stay respected..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;have you tried to physically play yet still feel respected? (do you actually understand what i mean with that statement?haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i just had.. it was fun.. and worthwhile.. and worth remembering.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;do it again? no more :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;just that once.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(wushu)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-7622677169578301874?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/7622677169578301874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=7622677169578301874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7622677169578301874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7622677169578301874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/06/play-yet-stay-respected.html' title='play yet stay respected..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-2692526681888376662</id><published>2009-06-21T01:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:13:23.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>JBARK - my happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/Sj0eoDWkvyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5SCGi0BhyMU/s1600-h/1_709194818l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349465605829607202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/Sj0eoDWkvyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5SCGi0BhyMU/s320/1_709194818l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;can you see this picture. blurred yet essential. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this is taken using Ken's n70. we were so impatient so we took a picture of us before the photographer comes and starts to take us pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after almost three years, finally we found a chance to be all TOGETHER again. see? JBARK is my highschool barkada. our whole section is very intact but you know there are these people in your young life that ypou tag as your barkada then use all the first letters of your names to form a barkada name. something that would last forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/Sj0hjQ-BYsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/aWphCMH8JPk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349468822120260290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/Sj0hjQ-BYsI/AAAAAAAAAFs/aWphCMH8JPk/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;darn them! haha. they made me the wackiest in our pictures. some are unfair! they don't follow instructions. WACKY! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i have a very large circle of friends. but these 9 people, and us being together shows what type of environment i grew up with. and it shows how God loves me sooOo much. why in the world did He gave me these people to be with? they are the best people i could ever ask for. with them, i laugh the hardest. with them i'm simple, i'm real, i'm a kid, i'm my best, i'm safe, i'm at my happiest. we all know how much we love and value each other. sometimes life is cruel, but when life is good, she is GRAND. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;they are one of the million reasons i stay alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i'm happy that i know i will have the FOREVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/Sj0jLG9QXKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PEfTzB7lS8k/s1600-h/1_326487402l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349470606139088034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/Sj0jLG9QXKI/AAAAAAAAAF0/PEfTzB7lS8k/s320/1_326487402l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ennelyn Canlas, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;enelyn Tanglao, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ryan Thelmo, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;lberto Naguit, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;njali Vi Santos, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;achel Pregunta (me), &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ovic Gutierrez, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ichard Dimalanta, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;aren Kaye Zita, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;en San Juan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;uveniles &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;ringing &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ffection, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ich- &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;eepsakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cherish jbark yesterday, live jbark today, dream jbark tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-2692526681888376662?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/2692526681888376662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=2692526681888376662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2692526681888376662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2692526681888376662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/06/jbark-my-happiness.html' title='JBARK - my happiness'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/Sj0eoDWkvyI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5SCGi0BhyMU/s72-c/1_709194818l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-915571765371134239</id><published>2009-06-21T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:12:00.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inside my mind'/><title type='text'>hungry for LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I am always in for dilemmas. well i don't take that as anything negative, because that's something to be looked forward to about life right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am now currently employed in two companies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;IQOR clark, site 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SGS (sutherland global services)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this is something illegal. really! i shouldn't be doing this, and i am sad most of my days because i'm caught in between choosing a workplace that i'm accustomed to plus having company e-mail access with friends and a company that gives me a fixed sched which might open more oportunities for me to properly plan other things with my life (i need to go back to school next semester, and my mom prefers this company as it will let me take classes in the morning or afternoon). i often get fights with my mom and myself. well i am (well i think i am) 70% decided that i wil resign at Suth and continue working with IQOR. lots of pros and cons. but if i don't decide soon, i will not be having my salary and worse be sued with what im doing. (i wouldn't be! haha positive perception)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm still in the process of moving on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;with my ex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;with our memories together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;don't tell me i did not try. i always do. i try to focus on working and building a stronger relationship with my barkada. (JBARK) i try to find a crush in my new workplace, so i could be excited by someone and will help me take off my mind from thinking about him (sorry- grammar errors. yuck), but i can find NO one. i even find myself in the verge of tears when a supervisor takes my call, because flashes of our happy moments enter my mind. but i have thought about everything already. it will take time . but we wouldn't be together again. with a pregnant gf (which i knew was his ex) our world together will not be happy. come to think of it, almost all of my friends are happy that me and him decided to be friends for now. it gives us time and space to think about the situation. anyway, enough. we're over. it's done. move on. get by. smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm having school confusions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;finish Accountancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;start music and Theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;if i go back to school next sem, one thing is for sure. i need to pay my balance with my previous university (HAU) and i will be transferring to a school that will still allow me to be under the Accountancy program. and as always, im now in a state where i don't know if this is what i really want. (or is it really a question of what i want) CPA or theatre? well, i think i'm finishing accounting first. but i really want to master myself in terms of SAVING. i will save! that's what i want! haha i want to have money saved so i could take music and theatre courses in the near future :) in a world of chaos, you will never have NO time for your heart's passion. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;amidst all, there are a few things that makes my heart survive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my Father (papa G)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;JBARK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;bee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my visualized company :) details in the near future. key words -- positivism.faith.health.passion excited!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-915571765371134239?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/915571765371134239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=915571765371134239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/915571765371134239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/915571765371134239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/06/hungry-for-life.html' title='hungry for LIFE'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-1200024564785706920</id><published>2009-06-15T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:07:50.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing choy'/><title type='text'>talking to myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;june 15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;104 days. 9 hours. 58 mins. 6 seconds since she first met him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this is an interview with rachel, her conscience as the interviewer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hey rachel how are you right now? i bet you're going through an ordeal at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- ordeal? (smiles) not really. it's another phase of my life. anothere lesson that i need to understand. love is always love, however irrational it may be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;now that you have given the key word, why won't you tell us what happened to this LOVE of yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-well. we're over. nothing more to tell about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how does it feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-a while ago i was crying in bed, hugging my pillow so hard to release all my pain. after all that happened, i still love him. crazy, crazy feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so does this mean you and him will be together again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-with his situation right now, we wouldn't be happy if we will force ourselves to be together again. i still love him, even more right now, but love doesn't change the FACTS. he has a son, 6 months old with his ex. he has to carry that responsibility. he's so unsure of what to do with his life. i don't want him to be in a situaton that will cause the both of us pain and confusion. i am happy with what we have right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you met yesterday right? how did it go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well, it was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fine, what do you mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;he told me he still loves me. and that he loved me, ever since we started being together. and i feel the same way. but right now my love for him just won't let me agree to be back with him. maybe because i'm stronger now. and that i see things better right now that we already had a space between us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so there would be no more 'you and him'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i can't tell the future. right now, there's no one that could replace him in my heart and in my mind. and i know, it will take quite a while before i could be used to not being with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how often do you think of him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i remember him in every single thing i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i miss touching every part of his face when he's sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i miss singing for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i miss kissing him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i miss slapping his face in a crowded place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i miss his crazy dances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;who will ever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wait for me at the end of the stairs and hug me after i ran to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;kiss my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;stay at the window of the jeepney i am riding in, until he doesn't see me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;say that he needs someone like me in his life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;appreciate that i am a good girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;carry me in his arms even when there are people around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hug me tight in the morning when he wakes up beside me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;call me tabachoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;make me as crazy and as sane as this at the same time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;deep thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-1200024564785706920?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/1200024564785706920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=1200024564785706920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1200024564785706920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1200024564785706920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/06/talking-to-myself.html' title='talking to myself'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8950626837468361</id><published>2009-06-15T09:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:20:32.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new phases'/><title type='text'>this is all ME -- book 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;after so many weeks of being dormant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i am coming back.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;renewed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ready for more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i am now launching THIS IS ALL ME as the second phase of my blog life. Perusing my life is done. i have a lot in store. in the second phase of my blog, i wouldn't be afraid to reveal myself in every words i leave, i won't be afraid to express all that i have to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;confessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;deepest thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;earnest desires. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;the second phase of my blog is even more personal than my previous way of opening myself to this world. now, i will give my full trust to my readers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;risk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;showing more of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;never afraid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i now consider my readers to be a part of another world that i will trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;see more of me. inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8950626837468361?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8950626837468361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8950626837468361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8950626837468361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8950626837468361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-all-me-book-2.html' title='this is all ME -- book 2'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-7260495271691686582</id><published>2009-05-21T14:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:20:11.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>Zune 13 Family..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;this is my first call center wave family.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MS Zune 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have been disbonded due to different reasons, but our friendship remains unfaded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me introduce them to you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT8-xev-8I/AAAAAAAAAEs/9VA7SCafJyc/s1600-h/1_254733639l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338169613705280450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT8-xev-8I/AAAAAAAAAEs/9VA7SCafJyc/s400/1_254733639l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the smiles? haha.. we're not complete there. i am the one wearing yellow.&lt;br /&gt;the girl beside me is jung, our technical foundation trainer.. I have a BIG crush on her.. haha (hey, i'm not a lesbo, ok? haha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our friend edited our picture &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT8Z-lGfvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7Oj9Gm7QoDY/s1600-h/c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338168981566422770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT8Z-lGfvI/AAAAAAAAAEk/7Oj9Gm7QoDY/s400/c3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;here's the only picture that me and my boyfriend is next to each other.. when this picture was taken, we were not yet going out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338170098073392658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT9a95G1hI/AAAAAAAAAE0/GTJTejAt0Mg/s320/1_569579512l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yiii.. why does he always to make that hand gesture? GRR.. (haha.. )&lt;br /&gt;we have pictures that we are together, though. but it's on our outlook in the company. can't transfer it to my mail.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during our training then, we go out during dawn riding the bikes of my friends.. here's our insane pictures.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-sdI1h1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/uCf_izz1Fag/s1600-h/1_173308734l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338171498030270290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-sdI1h1I/AAAAAAAAAFE/uCf_izz1Fag/s320/1_173308734l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-s9zL6dI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-i1Bd13D-9I/s1600-h/1_102992079l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338171506797832658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-s9zL6dI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-i1Bd13D-9I/s320/1_102992079l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-sJRf3BI/AAAAAAAAAE8/v1vOgtisvRc/s1600-h/1_259344470l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338171492697889810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-sJRf3BI/AAAAAAAAAE8/v1vOgtisvRc/s320/1_259344470l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-s5oTLJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lPZ8zTiu93s/s1600-h/1_833659685l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338171505678429330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-s5oTLJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lPZ8zTiu93s/s320/1_833659685l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-sjCvZ4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/5D0_96BvJnM/s1600-h/1_804749070l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338171499615315842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT-sjCvZ4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/5D0_96BvJnM/s320/1_804749070l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;see.. Boys' trip.. hahah (did i just cal myself a Boy? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we have a lot of pictures.. just view  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/emorachel"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my friendster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; for that. I miss them sOOOoo much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;whew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3283367690749020935-7260495271691686582?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/7260495271691686582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=7260495271691686582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7260495271691686582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7260495271691686582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/05/zune-13-family.html' title='Zune 13 Family..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShT8-xev-8I/AAAAAAAAAEs/9VA7SCafJyc/s72-c/1_254733639l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-681254589176855665</id><published>2009-05-21T13:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:25:48.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>renewed love. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShTzv0CCO3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZspS-SzpHBI/s1600-h/m.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338159461087460210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 350px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShTzv0CCO3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZspS-SzpHBI/s400/m.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;fools rush in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after all the pain, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; still conquers all. ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;God bless our relationship..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3283367690749020935-681254589176855665?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/681254589176855665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=681254589176855665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/681254589176855665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/681254589176855665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/05/renewed-love.html' title='renewed love. :)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShTzv0CCO3I/AAAAAAAAAEM/ZspS-SzpHBI/s72-c/m.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-714953566134801751</id><published>2009-05-18T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T23:27:21.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>someone just died inside of me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShF9sPC0d7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XiOKqhs18L4/s1600-h/dde7c7f988db2e5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337185232316823474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShF9sPC0d7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XiOKqhs18L4/s320/dde7c7f988db2e5e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;this is an open space right? and everything i say here is kept secret by you my dear readers, right? i just want to grab this moment to burst everything i feel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;right now.. the fire in my heart to love just turned cold.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShF92n2OczI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-jN-3TCKpSY/s1600-h/84b738c950fef6d0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337185410773578546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShF92n2OczI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-jN-3TCKpSY/s400/84b738c950fef6d0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it has been more than a month. with all the relationships that i went through, my now is my longest ( and it's only more than a month). i gave him every part of my heart, every part of my goodness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there are lots of complications that arose during the middle part of our new relationship. responsibilities he has from his past, that is a part of his today and tomorrow. complications with his heart and mind. he's playful. he's unserious. he's young. i thought i could help him. i thought i was the one he needed to be okay. apparently, he is inlove without knowing how to properly take care and nourish that love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;another door has closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;my heart is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i will push my heart to be numb again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337185810285869842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShF-N4JYOxI/AAAAAAAAAEE/sTnW2r0arQs/s400/fb976e82b02e6a6c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;right now, i hope the heaven could cry for me. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;all i wanted was to make him happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i thought i knew him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BOYS ARE LIARS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'if he can do it once, he can do it again'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you used me keith. you used me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/3283367690749020935-714953566134801751?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/714953566134801751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=714953566134801751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/714953566134801751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/714953566134801751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/05/someone-just-died-inside-of-me.html' title='someone just died inside of me..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/ShF9sPC0d7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/XiOKqhs18L4/s72-c/dde7c7f988db2e5e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-435025997061931177</id><published>2009-05-18T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:53:33.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>lies.hatred.martyrdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im such a BIG FOOL .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hate you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i hate you. i hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-435025997061931177?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/435025997061931177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=435025997061931177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/435025997061931177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/435025997061931177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/05/lieshatredmartyrdom.html' title='lies.hatred.martyrdom'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-6340022991101397636</id><published>2009-05-02T02:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:57:59.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>back to the blogging world..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it felt like ages ago since I last posted here. i missed bloggin' sOOOOOOoo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I will now be updating you guys with the different aspects of my life.. if this is lenghty, please do bear with me.. (laughs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Update 1 - Rachel in the Corporate World &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the biggest reason why i haven't been posting for quite a while now is because of the call center job. see, i always sleep full time whenever i don't have a shift. right now i am already certified for microsoft (specific account? secret haha). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hmm.. i am just starting but sometimes i feel that this is not the real thing that i want with my life. i crave for a lot of things -- my friends, studying, performing, LIFE. but don't get me wrong. i am happy with work. my account is sO challenging since it is a technical account. i'm loving the tech side and i'm starting to like knowing stuff which concern devices and the computer. it is a good foundation for training. discipline with time, relationships with people, balancing your energy, controlling your emotions, and the hunger for knowledge. i am definitely happy. yet, like some people from this industry say, you will feel something missing if you haven't finish school yet. i feel this too. it's not that i'm against people who think that school does not determine your success in life. i also believe in that. it's just that i miss wearing corporate attire, reading my financial books, analyzing problems, computing using my calculator, and being looked up by other people because you survived a difficult course. i miss dreaming about studying in Manila, and being a part of Big Corporate companies and dreaming about non-taxable income (dividends man! haha). maybe, i really have loved accountancy with all the years i spent with it. i miss the pressure and the pain. my tears for the subject, surviving tests and teachers because of my classmates and friends. i just can't believe that after all, i really do love being an accountant and the life that comes with it. right now, i still have plans of continuing school (of course I do!). its just right now i'm having problems which makes choosing even harder to do. Guidance from God. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Update 2 - Rachel in Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i can't even believe it. me and Choy (my boyfriend) had survived for a month. noting unusual? haha not with me. all my boyfriends in the past lasted only for 3 weeks and less. my friends are even taunting me about it, they tell me i easily get bored with boys or that i don't how to pick the right one who will care for me. but see? now i found who i would want to be with. :) honestly, we are going through a lot, too. but i do hope we'll survived these all. i don't want to be too futuristic about us. i can't control life. but what i know is that right now, i want to make him happy. i want to make a difference in his life. Keith have problems. he's not with his family. but i do want him to realize that he could be happy even if  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333371496439937746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SgPxHlx--tI/AAAAAAAAADs/TlFKyM6l7AI/s320/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;he has problems. and i want him to know that God is always with him. i don't know the reason why we met, maybe because we both can bring something new in each others life. he made me feel i can risk for love again. if being young, loving God and life and people is what he needs to learn, I'll help him learn that. i always pray for us to grow and learn from each other. so that whatever happens, we will be happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Update - Rachel plus friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha i miss everyone. even my blog friends. promised i'll read your posts. thanks witch for dropping in my drop box. :) also to nash.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Update 5 - Rachel and her inner soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I always believe this is something I can't let go. My belief in the magic of life and the goodness of our God. hope everyone here is being touched by His love. constantly talk with Him. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;p.s. to all of those who missed me- thanks thanks.. haha can't wait to be active again.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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world..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SgPxHlx--tI/AAAAAAAAADs/TlFKyM6l7AI/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8469524054799517896</id><published>2009-04-07T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:41:32.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons and experiences'/><title type='text'>risk taking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;life is all about taking risks and being in control.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;forest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;life is what you make it. life is what we do with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8469524054799517896?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8469524054799517896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8469524054799517896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8469524054799517896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8469524054799517896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/04/risk-taking.html' title='risk taking'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-475495691569887198</id><published>2009-03-31T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T03:42:03.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>missin on a lot of things..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the past weeks i have been very busy with my call center training.. i have just realized that i have been missing a lot of things.. what i miss the most is the time i spend with lots of my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poyeyphotos.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/wg_014_layers.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; i miss the power dinner with rhonz and khym.. :( i rarely have time to text bee and catch up with his daily activities. when i read his blog, it's as if i am an alien there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;the past days were a bit busy and i spend my whole time with TG then work, then TG then work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(sigh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i need to start my visualization NOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wg_014_layers.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/wg_014_layers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i envision RAChEl to have NONtaxable income (dividend inc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cmsimg.detnews.com/apps/pbcsi.dll/bilde?Site=C3&amp;amp;Date=20090312&amp;amp;Category=ENT01&amp;amp;ArtNo=903120304&amp;amp;Ref=AR"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ome man, hahaha).. It may sound weird, but I want to be succesful in my BPO (business process outsourcing) career now and still finish my accountancy course and be a CPA. whichever path i take, i have to be like the women in corporate atttire in the picture. i will be that girl! :) i will have enough financial knowlege and working skills that would suffice for me to survive the ever changing world.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=belle_beast_400px.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/belle_beast_400px.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Theatre? whoa.. who said i would give up my theatre dream? haha I would still study theatre or put up my own theatre school or perform major plays with theatre guild.. i would never, never leavemy passion for the arts (singing, acting, dancing) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2586919416_cc097d468c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/2586919416_cc097d468c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=life_married_image.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/life_married_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;of course, what would all money mean to me if I don't have a family to share it with. of course i'd like to have my better half, who would love me and our family all my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and of course, the never ending search for my soul with God's presence.. Perfect future.. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Christ-and-Child-Print-C10315765.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/Christ-and-Child-Print-C10315765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the power is within me..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-475495691569887198?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/475495691569887198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=475495691569887198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/475495691569887198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/475495691569887198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/03/missin-on-lot-of-things.html' title='missin on a lot of things..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/blogs/th_wg_014_layers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-921610351499680269</id><published>2009-03-25T04:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:54:13.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mysteries'/><title type='text'>while i am in training..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;trivia: i am still in class while i'm doing this post. our trainer is relating ghost stories. real ghost stories which she experienced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;some of the spirits drain you your spiritual energy so that they will regenerate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;in class, we have a classmate (kua khem) who actually can see ghosts, and our trainer and cyrene (beautiful nurse) who feel spirits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;right now, they are talking about candy, a spirit who is at the clsass right now. there is also a man with long fingers. they are really taling about spirits right now. spirits are really lurking right now in class? whoa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;some of my classmates are having headaches right now. and maybe this is a manifestation that thier sixth sense is like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-921610351499680269?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/921610351499680269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=921610351499680269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/921610351499680269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/921610351499680269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/03/while-i-am-in-training.html' title='while i am in training..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-5086366875334719542</id><published>2009-03-24T07:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:14:13.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl power :)'/><title type='text'>i just can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;my head is quite jammed right now.I have been up from like 8am in the morning yesterday, and now i'm just burning some time while waiting for the start of the seminar about good governance. (well i really hope that this seminar would be like worth all my the effort i am doing. i need a power sleep! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;this post is for some of the most recent people who have caught my attention or who have stayed in my mind for various reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;let me start the enumeration..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;-leonilyn, Theatre Guild new member, New Board of Representative member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;            basically,what i noticed about her is her uniqueness. for herto be able to attend the very important meeting that we have set for all the old and new representatives, she told her mom that she was attending a swimming party at a resort near their residence. she even brought clothes with her (as props) .c'mon! that really amazed me. and i saw the future president spirit in her. i just hope she would have the fire to handle TG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;--Ms. Jung, Technical Foundation Trainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;           We just met her yesterday, and my impression--- smart, smart girl. she is very techy, considering that she is a Psychology graduate. and is very articulate with English, reads books and watches a lot of movies, physically strong, apppealing to guys because of her aura of wit and strength, funny and very sensible person. i can easily say i wanted to be a her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;oohh.. girl power going on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Gudluck for this week. and please dear reader, leave a message on my chat box.. much much thanks! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-5086366875334719542?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/5086366875334719542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=5086366875334719542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/5086366875334719542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/5086366875334719542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-cant-think-of-title.html' title='i just can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8086993215945347090</id><published>2009-03-18T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:54:07.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>i am 'THE MANAGER'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;just recently, I made up a picture of the person I want to be. I wan to be the manager. not 'a' but THE. and it's not only a manager of a particular line of business or company, but the manager of myself. this wouls be my career, forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;wish I have more time for blogging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;miss the blog world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;GODbewithus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8086993215945347090?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8086993215945347090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8086993215945347090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8086993215945347090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8086993215945347090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-manager.html' title='i am &apos;THE MANAGER&apos;'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-7206785838949717649</id><published>2009-03-18T11:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:33:22.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filthy richness haha'/><title type='text'>iPod versus Zune</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this article is something i found out from the internet. in an effort to move my heart closer to zune, i posted this on my blog. enjoY! :) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's time to settle the debate. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iPod or Zune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Did Microsoft kick the pod where it counts or is the mighty whitey still the king of the ring? Each player is loaded with features, flashy video capabilities and music storage galore. What one should you take home? Well, I can't tell you exactly which one you should rush out and buy. But maybe I can help to point buyers in the right direction.I've fiddled with each of these players for well over a month each and have developed likes and dislikes, fondness and disgust (see our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="orange_link" href="http://www.thetechlounge.com/article/386/Microsoft+Zune/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Zune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="orange_link" href="http://www.thetechlounge.com/article/399/Apple+iPod+Video+5G/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;iPod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; reviews for complete coverage). Each player tackles the needs of consumers in a different way. Sometimes it works, sometimes not so much.Enough talk. Let's just get right into it. Here is my short list of what I consider to be the most important features of any portable media player. Which player fulfills these criteria and which stinks up the joint? Let us begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=21.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 519px; HEIGHT: 467px" height="583" alt="ipod vs zune" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/21.jpg" width="686" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Face-Off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Design&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The iPod is an icon that set the pace for the product race. The Zune is a late comer to the party, slightly drunk and making boastful promises. While I actually like the Zune's brown and green color scheme, that iPod white is hard to beat and it looks just as good in black. Aesthetically the iPod is relatively simple yet timeless. Straight lines and rounded edges capped in glossy plastic with a chromed arse.Advantage: iPodSize &amp;amp; WeightThere is hardly a battle to be fought in this arena. The Zune is a heavyweight struggling to keep up with the tap dancing iPod. Despite weighing only 0.8 ounces more than the iPod, the chubby Zune is noticeably heavier and bulkier than the iPod!a drawback that is enhanced when resting in a shirt or pants pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advantage: iPod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetechlounge.com/view-image/cat-54/files/articles/402/images/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Features&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both players do music and video well. But, in an effort to stick it to Apple, Microsoft packed an FM radio and wi-fi chip into their Zune. The Zune menu screens and album art are much more pleasing to the eye and the Zune offers customizable wallpaper. The iPod has a clock, games, contact list, calendar, notepad and stopwatch. An impressive list of extras but nearly all are available on cell phones and aren't terribly relevant to portable music or video. Sharing songs between two Zunes may be an exercise in Digital Right Management nonsense, but it's a heck of a lot more useful on a media player than a stopwatch feature.Advantage: ZuneSoftwareThe Zune software has been agonizingly slow and annoying on my laptop. iTunes has proven easier to update, sync and navigate. The iTunes podcast subscription support is still the easiest way to get your podcast fix. And strangely iTunes didn't seem to freeze up as much as the Zune software. This issue is made even more peculiar as I'm running Microsoft's own Windows XP operating system.Advantage: iPodUser InterfaceApple is awful proud of their touch sensitive scrolling wheel. I'd hold off on showing those baby pictures just yet, Steve. The Zune's D-pad may be reminiscent of an 80s model Nintendo controller; but it is quicker and easier to navigate menus and long lists of music with the clicking D-pad button than rubbing your thumb raw on the circular touch pad. After more than a month I still over-shoot menus while using the iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advantage: Zune&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Content&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More music, movies, and TV shows are available on iTunes. The Zune Marketplace offers less variety and more absurdity with the asinine Microsoft Points system.Advantage: iPod (although I still think 99Â¢/song is a rip-off)VideoEach player has a bright, crisp screen. The iPod's 2.5" screen offers the same 320x240 resolution as the 3" Zune screen. As such, videos played on the iPod are just a touch sharper. But the discrepancy is minor and not enough to make me choose the iPod's smaller screen for my viewing (dis)pleasure. Bigger is better.Advantage: ZuneMusicBoth players come with top-notch earbuds and pump out great sounding tunes. I could tell no significant difference in the clarity or quality from one player to the other.Advantage: TieOverall UsabilityThe sleek, thin shape of the iPod feels natural and lightweight in my hand. The brick-like nature of the Zune is less pleasing to hold despite the nifty textured surface. Having to go from portrait to landscape mode to view pictures and videos with the Zune is somewhat counter intuitive, especially when the menu and play/pause buttons get moved around to less ergonomic positions in the process.The Zune is heavier, bulkier and doesn't fit as nicely into a pocket as the iPod. And despite my dislike for the scroll wheel, the iPod gets away with using two less buttons than the Zune, making for a cleaner input surface and better usability when switching from music to video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Advantage: iPod &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 405px" height="600" alt="ipod vs zune 2" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/17.jpg" width="665" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Conclusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;By my count the final tally is 4 to 3 in favor of the iPod, with one tie. Not too shabby considering this is the first generation of Microsoft's Zune and the 5th of Apple's iPod. But, in the end, the king of the hill remains un-toppled.So what player would I take home? Well, neither to be honest. Both players rely on bloated loading software making it difficult to transport your music from computer to computer. Add in horrible Zune Marketplace points and over priced iTunes and I'll aim for an iRiver or Cowon product long before giving more money to Apple or Microsoft.But if I had to suggest a player to a new user or someone who is on the fence about choosing a Zune or iPod, I would probably recommend the old standby. I may never own one, but I'd have to agree with the market and declare the iPod champion! for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my conclusion?&lt;/em&gt; ipod is more popular NOW. Let's see what happens next. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your choice? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetechlounge.com/view-image/cat-54/files/articles/402/images/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetechlounge.com/view-image/cat-54/files/articles/402/images/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-7206785838949717649?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/7206785838949717649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=7206785838949717649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7206785838949717649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7206785838949717649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/03/ipod-versus-zune.html' title='iPod versus Zune'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-2357243838314650266</id><published>2009-03-17T13:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:34:32.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life. life'/><title type='text'>surviving-- march week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i miss blogging soo much.. it has been a very busy week but i know things are all working out fine. i'm nervous, haha.. it would be the grammar exam later. i really pray that everyone would pass the exam. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;just so i won't forget, i will share stories of our road trips everynight at a later date. and how much i love my call center team, wave 13 .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;this would also be the last week for TG officers this batch.. Goodluck to all the things i have to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I know God is always within me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-2357243838314650266?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/2357243838314650266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=2357243838314650266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2357243838314650266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2357243838314650266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/03/surviving-march-week-2.html' title='surviving-- march week 2'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-143921523627980216</id><published>2009-03-06T19:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:35:39.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons and experiences'/><title type='text'>Surviving March's week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm happy. this is how i would want to start my post for today. 4 days of call center training, going to school every after training to attend class, then practice for our ballroom competition next week, then preparations for the battery of training for our organization tomorrow until sunday.. hectic week? you are totallly right. i really am tired ( and i kook like one) although i'm soOo happy. this is my escape mechanism. being busy with my life makes me feel i'm okay. but i will turn this escape mechanism as the first step towards my success and my stronger personality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;realizations? that, i would never fail to acquire. everyday is a learning, right?Ü that God is very good. when you really want something, He will give that. (well of course if that is really the best thing for you) He is good, really good, I can attest to that. haha ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;even if a lot of people are against what i'm doing, i just don't want to believe them. Of course I can do this, I have done it for a week, sure there would be problems, but I know I'm better than those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;there is this quote that I keep on telling myself the whole week.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't have to see the whole road. Just take the first step with faith. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well, it gets really hard at times, but all I have to do is to keep myself in a positive buning attitude. and all that follows are goodness.. haha.. soo happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I really am tired at the moment. but before i end this post, i want to include important things that happend during my week.. (random order, haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-i ate dinner with rhonz and bee, two of the most important people in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-i belong to the trainees for a certain call center technical team. I love our class soOo much. our class is really good, my batchmates are very good with english and their sOoo fun to be with. I'm attached to them easily. we are an all-star class. haha (lots of handsome men, too hahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-I have a co-trainee who ate lunch alone (mon). i left the table of my friends and joined him. haha i don't know why.. "i will be Antoine's substitute for today' hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-vacation is getting near wee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-i am starting to be positive always.. yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;that's all I think? haha im outta here.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;miss someone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-143921523627980216?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/143921523627980216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=143921523627980216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/143921523627980216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/143921523627980216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/03/surviving-marchs-week-1.html' title='Surviving March&apos;s week 1'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-6430099822153927796</id><published>2009-02-28T23:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T00:39:50.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>February Ends -- My Superheroes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; Every end of the month, i will be posting highlights.. For this February, I will be giving thanks to the HEROES of my month.. (I have many everyday heroes, but for this post I will be concentrating on special ones, who gave me new inspirations this month. :) )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalnBWAzqSI/AAAAAAAAADk/2tZwoM-3CRg/s1600-h/te+liezl.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307886908619335970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalnBWAzqSI/AAAAAAAAADk/2tZwoM-3CRg/s200/te+liezl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmEFqof4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ejv-fxNlipw/s1600-h/1_195014256l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307885856259342210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmEFqof4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ejv-fxNlipw/s200/1_195014256l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmEQ_yA7I/AAAAAAAAADE/WEVbTB88bTA/s1600-h/1_453076001l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307885859300836274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmEQ_yA7I/AAAAAAAAADE/WEVbTB88bTA/s200/1_453076001l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmE-jFU6I/AAAAAAAAADU/EgxGbd8DhLk/s1600-h/1_503282250l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the POSITIVE GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Power: giving inspiration and happy spirit&lt;br /&gt;Mission: to spread positivism (oh yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Message: eeeh, because of &lt;em&gt;the secret&lt;/em&gt;, our group was formed. These gurls are my constant smile-makers.. ^.^ Go positive girls! our foe, i mean next target (haha) kua roy! bwahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmEumxGAI/AAAAAAAAADM/z7wNDYVubKU/s1600-h/1_475700805l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307885867248982018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmEumxGAI/AAAAAAAAADM/z7wNDYVubKU/s200/1_475700805l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Super Pedro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Power: Saving and Comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Message: haha.. I know you won't read this. Anyway, I'm so happy we became close. You are really a good friend, I hope you and Yel will be okay again.. If you need someone to listen to your problems, I'd be here for you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmEA70E0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/PO-VUPn4uJc/s1600-h/1_357452473l.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307885854989226818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalmEA70E0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/PO-VUPn4uJc/s200/1_357452473l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kua Benjj&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Power: Conservatism (hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Message: Kua, power hug! haha Thanks for treating me as your sister.. May Papa always bless our friendship.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalnBPbDJcI/AAAAAAAAADc/op3tpnJMSu4/s1600-h/bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307886906850354626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalnBPbDJcI/AAAAAAAAADc/op3tpnJMSu4/s200/bee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Prince Bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Power: My Everyminute Hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Message: Je t'aime always.. whatever we go through, we will always be us.. ^.^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;GodBless my Heroes and Sheroes.. Til my next month-ender special entry.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3283367690749020935-6430099822153927796?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/6430099822153927796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=6430099822153927796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6430099822153927796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6430099822153927796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/february-ends-my-superheroes.html' title='February Ends -- My Superheroes'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/SalnBWAzqSI/AAAAAAAAADk/2tZwoM-3CRg/s72-c/te+liezl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-5745336810656941794</id><published>2009-02-28T21:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:13:48.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons and experiences'/><title type='text'>Just another post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philippians 4:6-7&lt;br /&gt;Be careful about nothing; but in everything, by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God;&lt;br /&gt;and the peace of God, which surpasses every understanding, shall guard your hearts and your thoughts by Christ Jesus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I heard this passage from miss connie reyes of 700 club asia one night. It is very inspiring. Truly, there are a lot of things that is beyond our understanding, yet God never wants us to understand everything. We just need to cling unto him with full trust, and everything will be okay.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I have prayed to God for power, for me to make major changes in my life. I asked that may He give me the first three months of the year so I could turn over my life and be on track again. I have gained a lot of learnings. And truly, God gave me the power to make my life beautiful. We always have a choice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;There is this one line from the movie "The Number 23" starring Jim Carrey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no such thing as destiny, there are only different choices. Some choices are easy, some aren't. Those are the really important ones. Those that define us as people.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Truly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;we are the choices that we continously make. &lt;a href="http://www.velverse.com/img/2007/may/mov_number23_top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://www.velverse.com/img/2007/may/mov_number23_top.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;The movie is so amazing. It is a psychological thriller movie, about a man who will be haunted by the paranoia about the number 23, and discovers a dreadful connection of the paranoia to his own life. I even started looking for the 23 signs of my life (but I think it was just a fictional thingy), there was even a bible passage at the end of the movie, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be sure your sin will find you out&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;(numbers 32:23).. Watch the movie, it's very intriguing and mind-boggling, it was superb.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-5745336810656941794?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/5745336810656941794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=5745336810656941794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/5745336810656941794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/5745336810656941794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-another-post.html' title='Just another post'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-4850411025569484247</id><published>2009-02-22T12:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T12:08:55.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>Song, in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;there is this song.. that plays continously inside my head right now.. and it's starting to invade my system and block my veins.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I will break into your thoughtsWith what's written on my heartI will break, breakI'm so sick, infected withWhere I liveLet me live without thisEmpty bliss, selfishnessI'm so sickI'm so sickIf you want more of thisWe can push out, sell out, die outSo you'll shut up and stay sleepingWith my screaming in your itching earsI'm so sick, infected withWhere I liveLet me live without thisEmpty bliss, selfishnessI'm so sickI'm so sickHear it, I'm screaming itYou're heeding to it &lt;a href="http://www.philiastudios.com/Covers/Calm-Insanity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px" alt="" src="http://www.philiastudios.com/Covers/Calm-Insanity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nowHear it, I'm screaming itYou tremble at this soundYou sink into my clothesThis invasion makes me feelWorthless, hopeless, sickI'm so sick, infected withWhere I liveLet me live without thisEmpty bliss, selfishnessI'm so, I'm so sickI'm so sick, infected withWhere I liveLet me live without thisEmpty bliss, selfishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oOohh.. God please don't let me be insane again.. Let my loving heart overpower the poisons of emptiness.. i just want to be happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please help me be happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;right now, i just don't know how to be.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am in a state of numbness.. &lt;/div&gt;&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/3283367690749020935-4850411025569484247?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/4850411025569484247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=4850411025569484247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4850411025569484247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4850411025569484247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/song-in-my-head.html' title='Song, in my head'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-6953711061009199503</id><published>2009-02-22T10:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T10:47:07.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>hidden bruises..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 396px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://seo2.0.onreact.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/you-re-not-alone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My thoughts are flying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My dreams are soaring high above me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I kept my hands, warm and reaching towards them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Did I just lost by an inch? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;My heart was beating, when would it live again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Even I can't heal, its bleeding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just can't smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I just can't stop dying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3283367690749020935-6953711061009199503?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/6953711061009199503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=6953711061009199503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6953711061009199503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6953711061009199503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/hidden-bruises.html' title='hidden bruises..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-1594148331279865792</id><published>2009-02-20T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:55:50.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think.think.think'/><title type='text'>HAU teacher -- charged with rape..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;this post is dedicated to the HAU student who filed a case against a teacher of the same school.. i just read her story, awful and pityful.. i do hope that by praying, and posting the link to my site, i will help to let other women know that to fight abuse is something to be proud of.. Let us all hope no more of these cases will happen anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://punto.com.ph/News/Article/2306/Volume-2-No-223/Headlines/HAU-prof-charged-with-rape"&gt;Rose's Story &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-1594148331279865792?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/1594148331279865792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=1594148331279865792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1594148331279865792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1594148331279865792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/hau-teacher-charged-with-rape.html' title='HAU teacher -- charged with rape..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-3160886858564072249</id><published>2009-02-20T14:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:38:06.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons and experiences'/><title type='text'>pushed to be independent..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i had just finished my final interview for sutherland, and i passed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;well i have two things to work on: my 'scwa" sound and more knowledge on technical things. i would be part of a technical support team. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i just had a lot of realizations.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;1st- that all things happen for a reason. trust God for letting such dreadful things happen to you. just months ago, i was so much of a complaining-maniac when i did my scholarship duty at our school. it was a scholarship, but then my rebellious opinions and liberty hunger was all over me then.. summary-- "scholars aren't suppose to do those kind of duties". i was always crying back then, but now i am more equipped to doing hard, physical work. (really? haha.. i can carry our television, of course i could do physical-challenging tasks.. haha! ) i also learned from this duty that sometimes i have to be alone, and be okay with that. eat alone, hang-out by myself. well, now i enjoy that.. (when i was in hs, i won't eat, even if i'm dead hungry when i'm all alone) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;2nd-that you always have a choice, and to be happy. when i was commuting to clark today and employees from iqor 1, the jeepney dropped them to iqor's place. i know that iqor is near sutherland, so i went off the jeepney with them.. (oo0ps.. problems with my language, sorry) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;then.. wAaa! i wan't even near nco. so i walked my way towards the company that i need to go to, the sole person in the streets, walking, the sun so high.. ( at least, i have my umbrella with me, whew.. ) .. all the while that i was walking, i was saying to myself, "silly you, doing exercise on high noon. at least, i'm doing something for my health, smile". haha.. as i reached the company, i perfecty registered the building in front of it (DigiteL ) so i won't be doing the same trip again.. (lots of mistakes in the world, try others, right),.. hahaha.. i'm alive and happy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;before i end this post, i would like to share this -- never let all things change. ^.^ i just had a text conversation with a friend who would be the future faith adviser of my kids.. haha ( hey, i don't even have my boyfriend right now, it's so nice to have fUuuuture plans.. haha.. ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Godbless everyone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I'm so excited to live my life.. live everyday.. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-3160886858564072249?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/3160886858564072249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=3160886858564072249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/3160886858564072249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/3160886858564072249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/pushed-to-be-independent.html' title='pushed to be independent..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-2304260509491695107</id><published>2009-02-18T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:40:26.503+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok na ulit.. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reborn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-2304260509491695107?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/2304260509491695107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=2304260509491695107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2304260509491695107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2304260509491695107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/yey.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-6607928279309192750</id><published>2009-02-18T20:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:06:03.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>hear my plea..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emo%20pictures" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="............. Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee108/feliciai123/pictures/emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a letter, open for everyone to see, yet dedicated to someone very special for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to vitamins. . .&lt;br /&gt;my day turned out normal, even if i haven't had any communication with you..&lt;br /&gt;but, i have never &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bee&lt;/span&gt;n so empty inside.. (i'm starting to cry sa cafe.. :( )&lt;br /&gt;yung about sa last post ko (another falling star) gusto ko magexplain, kahit ayaw mokong magexplain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung iniisip mo na ang linyang to "for now, i will be pushing my heart to live without that star.." means na ilalayo ko na sarili ko sayo, mali un.. (deep sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my falling star, ikaw yung tinutukoy non.. pero, hindi buong ikaw, kundi yung ikaw na inisip kong pwede kong maging boyfriend.. gets mu ba? (para na kong tanga dito oh, totoo man umiiyak ako sa cafe.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that line means iniiwan ko na yung 'thought' na un, and un yung falling star ko. but that doesn't mean i don't want you in my life. i would never want you na mawala ka sa buhay ko. alam mo naman gano ka kaimportante sakin. diba you are my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;co-warrior&lt;/span&gt;? my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;? bakit ka naman lumalayo.. nasasaktan ako ng sobra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/emo%20pictures" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="emo Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a387/kingalaobe/Cat%20Pictures/emo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you soo much.. you are one of the best things that happened to me.. sana marenew na friendship natin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;je t' aime soo much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/crying" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="crying Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i662.photobucket.com/albums/uu344/kwikkat/CRYING.jpg" 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/3283367690749020935-6607928279309192750?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/6607928279309192750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=6607928279309192750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6607928279309192750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6607928279309192750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-letter-open-for-everyone-to-see.html' title='hear my plea..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i230.photobucket.com/albums/ee108/feliciai123/pictures/th_emo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-9039230337701890096</id><published>2009-02-17T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:17:46.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>another falling star..</title><content type='html'>sometimes in life, even if you are constantly in happiness, some things might just go wrong..&lt;br /&gt;me? one of my stars just fell, and it really made me so sad.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; still in the process of accepting that i just lost that star. but i know in time, i will understand the reason why he has to leave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i will be pushing my heart to live without that star..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( sad truths.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**silence**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-9039230337701890096?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/9039230337701890096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=9039230337701890096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/9039230337701890096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/9039230337701890096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-falling-star.html' title='another falling star..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-3458751118602978899</id><published>2009-02-17T18:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:08:36.111+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what about love'/><title type='text'>visualizations. imaginations.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.thenile.co.nz/images/books/Norman-Vincent-Peale/Positive-Imaging-The-Powerful-Way-To-Change-Your-L-9780449211144.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="https://secure.thenile.co.nz/images/books/Norman-Vincent-Peale/Positive-Imaging-The-Powerful-Way-To-Change-Your-L-9780449211144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;because of the secret's influence, i together with the positive gurls, made it a point to become positive in everything that we do, say, think and feel. that's a hard work at first, but i am enjoying the process. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am, ready to share one of my visualizations. hep! before that, let me tell first the process. visualize clearly, until it goes to your unconscious and become a part of yourself and you start to find ways of achieving that. also, you need to accompany it with prayer and faith. (read the book that is shown on the side of this post. :) ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;here is what my visualization is all about. my future boyfriend. haha ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;charan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;while i am in bed, i pictured the kind of person that i want to be my man.. (some lines would be in filipino, para mas malambing, haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my man has beautiful and expressive eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tapos maganda yung ilong nya, tsaka malambot yung pisngi. dapat hindi sya maarte, kasi lagi kung paglalaruan mukha nya, tska hahawakan ko lagi mga pisngi nya. papanuorin ko din sya minsan pag natutulog sya, haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yung lips nya, well i want those lips that would fit mine. every kiss is magical and meaningful, so dapat pati sa kanya sacred ang kissing.. hihi ayoko nung may hikaw, pero if ever man na gusto talaga nya, wag lang nyakong tatalunin.. hahaha yung boyfriend ko, sya yung tipong kaya makipagtitigan sakin, for eternity. haha exagge. wat i mean is, yung hindi kami magsasawang magkasama, minsan kasi there are these moments kasi na you would want to share moments by just looking at each other. syempre, dapat intelehente din syang kausap. ang dali ko maturn off sa mga guys na walang matinong masabi, eh or mga taong di ka magawang kausapin ng matino sa personal.. (nu kaya yon?haha) hmm.. hindi ako naghahanap ng taong laging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/searched%20pix/30596125217284m-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" alt="" src="http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/searched%20pix/30596125217284m-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; magiging magkaayon yuna pananaw namin, ang boring siguro. sometimes, when you fight with each other (i mean not literally banging each other on the wall, ah) or palitan kayo ng views, ang sarap lang. gusto lo kasi yung partner ko independent din mentally, eh.. love is not always giving way sa isa, yung tipong ayaw mu talaga, pero magbibigay ka. its understanding, growing together and looking forward towards a future in the same direction. ^.^ kumbaga, kung pangarap ng isang tao na magpakadalubhasa, maglibot sa mundo ng mag-isa, at magpakasaya, wag na kayong magsama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;importante kasi is that you both enjoy consciously and unconsciously yung company ng isa't isa. kung hidi mo pa masyadong kilala ang mahal mo, well you have the whole lifetime to make up diba?Ü &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;maganda din qung magiging okay kami syempre sa family ng isa't isa.. ^.^ kung we both have an open mind,  a listening heart and deep faith kay God at sa isa't isa, nothing could go wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;yung kamay namin, ung tama lang para sa isa't isa. haha.. sana di sya magsawa, kasi hilig kong halikan yung kamay ng taong mahal ko.. haha syempre dapat mahal din nya mga mahal ko, at nageenjoy din sya kay bebem (pusa ko).. hmm, masarap ang mga animal lovers kasama, malambing sila at mapagmahal in nature. kahit konti dapat kumakanta sya, haha.. kasi pipilitin ko syang magvideole with me, hahaha.. masaya kasi pas same interests kayo ng mahal mo, ayoko kasi nung tipong 'sige, susuportahan kita jan'. parang napipilitan silang iwatch performance mo. and for those who think that performing is corny? well corny din kayo! haha.. performing is one of the best feelings in life, guaranteed yan.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;kung may mga hilig sya at ako na bago sa isa't isa, it would be fun to learn things together. yihee.. syempre, i would like to enjoy his company not only in recreational things but also in faith. mahalaga sakin na believer ang mahal ko. so that for the sest of our lives na we will be spending together, magigimg blest at guided kami. may namissed pa ba ako? haha.. well, hindi naman to qualifications, eh.. just my vusualized man. and i know, i will meet him, soon.. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sa lahat, bee happy sa inyong mga love life!Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i love you mahal ko. see you soon. (wahaha) ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/searched%20pix/?action=view&amp;amp;current=30596125217284m-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-3458751118602978899?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/3458751118602978899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=3458751118602978899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/3458751118602978899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/3458751118602978899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/visualizations-imaginations.html' title='visualizations. imaginations.'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i633.photobucket.com/albums/uu58/shiva143vish/searched%20pix/th_30596125217284m-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8109609715289543630</id><published>2009-02-17T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:00:22.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think.think.think'/><title type='text'>jammed thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;right now, i can think of so many things that i want and need to do, and i'm starting to feel uneasy. well, it's pressure that i want right? haha.. not really.. i just want a clear direction.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i just went to systems plus computer foundation. i had a feeling this morning while i am praying (my instinct told me) to go and get an accountancy curriculum of the school. i just did that, and i also inquired about transferring and 5th year accountancy stuffs. i now have the school's curriculum and even the school handbook. i also went around the school for a few minutes, just to get a look at its environment. it's quiet there (but that is maybe i did not see a lot of students. holy angel university looks way better that it, yet that fact doesn't matter much to me. why would it be? ( well, unless the place's full of gross creatures and things) what matters to me are the people whom i am going to be with during my study at the school. if you are wondering why in the world am i planning to transfer? guess what? i may be having the urge of continuing my CPA dream. if i will transfer, i am going to take (again? whew, haha) all my accounting and law subjects with grades 2.25 and below. WaAaa.. i haven't given my grades much attention since the first time i failed to belong to the dean's list. and those are 11 subjects.. (oh, c'mon! i'm taking all of those again?) plus i think i need to take those two foreign language courses, and a humanities subject. is that a lot? a big YES. but if i really decide to pursue the accounting board exams path, i really need to transfer ASAP. here are some of the reasons: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-i am disqualified for accountancy in HAU (so, i really need to pick up a new school, or try to graduate, or start the call-center life or loaf forever. well. the first option is the best so far)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-if i am transferring to systems plus and retake accounting and law courses, i better take the next majors at that school. i can't expect myself to fininsh the rest of my fourth year majors at HAU and expect 2 from the monster accounting teachers. that would really be a miracle. (i mean, it's not an underestimate of my abilities, it's just a prophecy from years of evaluated holy angel accountancy experience.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-i'm wasting money which doesn't come from my own perspiration because of failing my subjects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;-i'm finding it hard to picture myself in a class with the lower years studes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;well, i must weigh all my options, pray sincerely for guidance on my judgment, and ACT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Godbless me.. hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&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/3283367690749020935-8109609715289543630?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8109609715289543630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8109609715289543630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8109609715289543630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8109609715289543630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/jammed-thoughts.html' title='jammed thoughts'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8607291720541405044</id><published>2009-02-14T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T06:08:12.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what about love'/><title type='text'>no valentine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myem0.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myem0.com/upload/icon/girl/funny-girl-emo-051.gif" alt="MyEm0.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cheer up! valentines day is not only for lovers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;enjoy the day.. much love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8607291720541405044?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8607291720541405044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8607291720541405044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8607291720541405044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8607291720541405044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-valentine.html' title='no valentine?'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-1791010443442395184</id><published>2009-02-14T04:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:38:54.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>the positive gurls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wee.. because of the secret and its law of attraction, me, Khym and Rhonz became the positive gurls. and we would continue our journey to living life the positive way. always.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Carpe diem.. everyday.. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-1791010443442395184?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/1791010443442395184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=1791010443442395184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1791010443442395184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1791010443442395184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/positive-gurls.html' title='the positive gurls'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-964345231583044416</id><published>2009-02-14T04:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T04:35:28.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special moments'/><title type='text'>friday the 'thirteenth'</title><content type='html'>everyone's getting a fuss about this date. me? haha never! because 13 is one of my best, and most favorite day. . :) and today, these are some of the few reasons why this friday the thirteenth is so special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--reybee royal day&lt;br /&gt;--awards night, organization of the year award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(just a trivia., while i'm typing this, two devilish boys are playing with my hair.. darn! hahaha.. love and peace.. muah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, going back.. this day was the second celebration of royal reybee day. did i say celebration? haha.. we did not do that.. sad.. :( schedules don't meet.. (look at the brighter side, i am excited to have a chance to finally, really celebrate it. haha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tararan.. the Angelite of the Year III awards night.&lt;br /&gt;this was a night anticipated by many, ignored by many, too. me? i have looked forward to it. i even geve best efforts to motivate our founder to attend the said awarding. some of our members do not want to be in the awarding, feeling discouraged that we might not get the award. but what is the essence of that award, compared to how it feels to be with the members, who with the same dream seats together, anticipating with fear, yet having one of the best time of their lives. i repeatedly tell them, 'the difference is just the shape of the plaque. (the non winning organizations and contenders have trophys, too. round ones. the winners,the angel. ) bueventhough without that trophy, we are the organization of the year, very year.' yes that's true. we are the oraganization of the year, for me, for us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ang elegant ng dating mu ngayon. hindi ka na mukhang bata"&lt;br /&gt;-- a line from the president of the psychology society president, my crush..&lt;br /&gt;(intelligent and gentle.. haha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to be watching the slapshock concert at sm clark this night. (ganda, my son in our org, invited me, rock date bonding). the awards night finished late. we did not watch the concert anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, im happy. this day, is one of the unforgetable days of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-964345231583044416?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/964345231583044416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=964345231583044416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/964345231583044416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/964345231583044416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday-thirteenth.html' title='friday the &apos;thirteenth&apos;'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-7258970960576540587</id><published>2009-02-11T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T20:44:56.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>seizing the day.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the wisdom of the day, february 10, 2009.. and I am living it TODAY.. haha :) Carpe Diem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my day did not really started that good. but who knows that with a positive attitude, everything will be coming up roses.. yipee ^.^ (big, big thanks to the BIG father up there!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Congratulations Rachel, you passed for training at Sutherland.. haha agent on the go. its not really that i want 'customer support representative' as my title for my whole life. of course not. i am someone who continously wants MORE. it's a training ground, to see where will i fit in this world, or if i will miss school (i am in my fourth year now, but i flunked most of my majors.. long story really, depressing, yet i have to move on...). well, i really want this start-of-work thing to be a step towards new learnings and making money work for me (so that i could spend more time doing great stuff). i was interested in joining the pharmanex company, but i have reseached fairly about networking businesses, and i think i'll have to think a hundred times doing that kind of business. i'm not closing doors, but i am as well trying (with not a lot of good working experience yet) to filter the information and lessons i need so i will have a fruitful life.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;when you know your dreams, the world will conspire to fulfill it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;just a sneak at what i did at suther..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;registration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;essay writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;initial interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;written test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;language interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;training will start on march, so right now, i just have to concentrate on my subjects (i really need to talk to my pdpr professor) and Theatre Guild.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i had a lot of clutter and unorganized thoughts in my mind right now.. but i want to write the following for me to be reminded.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;keep the prayer habit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;acknowledge your love ones always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;take care of Jogs ( jogs is a member of our theatre organization. she's my bet for heiress to the president's throne. hahaha i am taking care of her, making sure she's going to be a strong, guided and inspired girl.. :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;whew.. it's valentines,, i don't have a date.. any suggestions? hahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;p.s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i cried my heart out last night. i realized i love my brother soo much.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohana&lt;/span&gt; hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GOODLUCK to our dreams.. :) To Him be the glory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&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/3283367690749020935-7258970960576540587?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/7258970960576540587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=7258970960576540587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7258970960576540587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7258970960576540587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/seizing-day.html' title='seizing the day.. :)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-2279515204456380014</id><published>2009-02-05T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:10:20.842+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>Making my Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://electexiles.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/the-true-secret-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://electexiles.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/the-true-secret-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Imagination is everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-- Albert Einstein &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have just watched and is being inspired by the movie &lt;em&gt;THE SECRET.&lt;/em&gt; I have heard of it, ages ago, Oprah show, books in the National Bookstore, a dvd from a business individual, yet i did not paid any attention to it. Until now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm.. I am going through a very difficult time in my life right now, an experience shared by all. (I mean, everyone goes through bad things at one point in their life, right?). I am caught in a situation which is so hard to deal with, and im imprisoned with lots of negative emotions about it. school, stop school? do this, don't do this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As I watched the movie, I was filled with new inspiration and new strength. I analyzed the things around me, and realized I might be doing some things the wrong way, which makes me so unhappy. For almost months now, the dominant thought that runs in my mind is that i have been failing. failed to pass all my subjects, failed to be a good organization president, failed  to be a desired daughter and the failures go on and on. and even if I try to get my self back on track now, i still fail, the same things happening over and over. people around me told me I've changed, and I am not the person they knew I were. But is it really about being who I am, or is it my actions and thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The movie tells us that we are all made up of energy and vibrations. not only the humans, but also every non living thing in our universe. we attract the vibrations that are the same with the vibrations that we have. that is why the Secret tells us that everything lies with the &lt;em&gt;LAW OF ATTRACTION. &lt;/em&gt;the movie goes on with different people, visionaries, authors, philosophers, businessmen who talk about this secret, the power that lies among all of us. here is one of the quotes from the movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; what you think, and what you feel and what actually manifests is always a match, NO EXCEPTION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I say YES to that. well, i have been thinking of moving on, of strength and inspiration, and see, i finally got the urge to watch the movie. well it is my decision of course. what i'm trying to tell is that, if you focus your thoughts about what you really want, and you are passionate about it, then the universe conspires to help you achieve that. you do the thinking, then the universe will tell you how, if you are going to feel what the universe is telling you. (whoa, this is just like THE ALCHEMIST. I think the book and this movie is patterned with the same belief. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well, I love this idea. and I want this idea to be my reality. we all have the freedom to choose our ideals right? power to make our reality. just choose whatever makes you happy :) (oh! if ever cruel things like wanting murder makes you happy, think again. there are two basic emotions, good and bad. and guilt is at the bad side. goodluck.. hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uhm, before i posted this entry, i made researches about the secret, the movie. there are lots of compliments about it and of course, oppossitions to it. some say the idea is against Christian belief, that it recognizes no God, and it makes people think that they are the creators of their life. whew.. some even say it's an evil deception. I'd say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to that. the movie tells us of a Higher power, it just respects the belief of everyone,that not everyone believes in a god. so the movie is not specific with it, nothing wrong with that. religion and christianity is not meant for people to close their minds. i think that these two, together with psychology and philosopy should come hand in hand, in making people's lives better, sharing good and love with one another. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Faith makes us sure of what we hope for and gives us proof of what we cannot see... We also know that what can be seen was made out of what cannot be seen. (Hebrews 11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;who makes our destiny? who makes our calling? It is ourselves. whatever we choose to do, if we focus and dedicate our life to that, then it would be our destiny, our own calling. we have the power to choose and to act. the laws of God, love, and attraction govern us. but you do the deciding, and everything starts with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so, start the visualization now. know exactly what you want. and let the world help you do it. have faith. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm hoping that i've inspired someone with this entry.. GODBLESS our endeavors. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-2279515204456380014?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/2279515204456380014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=2279515204456380014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2279515204456380014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2279515204456380014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/making-my-reality.html' title='Making my Reality'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-2872264451122978458</id><published>2009-02-05T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T11:18:46.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>(sigh)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i did not woke up in time.. no pdpr exam., :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-2872264451122978458?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/2872264451122978458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=2872264451122978458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2872264451122978458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2872264451122978458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html' title='(sigh)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-5432016109685131221</id><published>2009-02-03T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:08:27.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imaginations'/><title type='text'>meeting the FUTURE rachel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;this blog post is a reaction to kua james's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/%7Er/jacajournal/%7E3/HOLLaf2iIoQ/time-traveller.html"&gt;time traveller post. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBUv4j3DINE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qBUv4j3DINE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i was also amazed with that video. while i was watching it, i for myself wanted to meet my future rachel. i want to talk with her, so that we could plan our life together, well, maybe with past rachel too might be better. haha.. :) but life is just not like that. because if it is, we would have a predictable life, and for me, it's like having a contest with God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;what if I met future rachel? haha.. i hope she's beautiful and young-looking too.. hahaha and i hope all my values and philosophies are still intact.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-5432016109685131221?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/5432016109685131221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=5432016109685131221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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haha'/><title type='text'>Be Rich..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Love has many faces. In HS, we have studied these. hmm.. And because it is the month of love, i would want to concentrate about how this magical word builds up our world., haha :) &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;There are for kinds of love. The Storge (pronounced as stor-gay), Eros, Phileo and Agape. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Storge&lt;/strong&gt; refers to familial love. It is evident, for example, in the warm affection that parents have toward their children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Eros&lt;/strong&gt; is the desire to draw out all that is good, beautiful and true. It is motivated by need. It's often understood to refer primarily to sex, but that's really only one part of it - albeit a significant part. Eros involves the emotional need to elicit physical love and affection ("beautiful expression" in general) from the one you love. In most contexts, this involves a romantic kind of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Philia&lt;/strong&gt; is Friendship Love. It is not sexual in nature, though (in the right circumstance) it can lead to or complement Eros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Agape&lt;/strong&gt; love is the selfless love for others. In Exodus 32, Moses confronts God and asks forgiveness for the people of Israel. God refuses, at first, to forgive them, but allows that no penalty or sin is on Moses' head. Moses isn't satisfied, and casts his fate with those of the people. If God won't forgive the people of Israel, then Moses wants to be punished along with them. THAT is Agape love. It is, in fact, a picture of what Jesus did on the cross for our sins. Selfless, sacrificial love - in which nothing is asked in return. This is the kind of love that everyone should pursue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://firstedition.com.my/images/rich%20dad%20poor%20dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 337px;" src="http://firstedition.com.my/images/rich%20dad%20poor%20dad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;in my own understanding, Storge is human love. Like, i love apples. I love music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In my own life, i've noticed that winning usually follows losing. before i finally learned to ride a bike, i first fell down many times. i've never met a golfer who has never lost a golf ball. i've never met people who have fallen in love who have never had their heart broken. and i've never met someone rich who has never lost money. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;--robert kiyosaki, rich dad, poor dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;i love robert. i love his book and i am loving his thoughts. (storge, haha) to all those people who are inspiring to get rich the right way, i SUPER recommend this book.. super, :) other people may think that this book is only for money-thinking people, but it's not. it's for futuristic ones.. haha &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;why do i want to be rich? haha.. that is because i don't want to work all my life. i don't want to spend my time doing hard office stuff when i could be spending time with my love ones. i don't want to grow old, not having the time of my life.. and those are my strong, personal reasons. haha it is worth a try.. &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;school teaches us to be employees, and this book will make us realize to let ourselves be our own inspiration, not to work to earn money but to work for learning. the belief that your life will prosper if you just finish your education and fine a secure job is not applicable always. build a strong financial intelligenc and use your creativity to make money work for you. read it, now. &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/3283367690749020935-3446996407475930199?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/3446996407475930199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=3446996407475930199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/3446996407475930199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/3446996407475930199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/02/be-rich.html' title='Be Rich..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-237111175824699600</id><published>2009-02-02T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T13:30:48.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what about love'/><title type='text'>Love, Actually..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;before I say anything in this post, I would like to share this video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Is9xHR11E3A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Is9xHR11E3A&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this clip is from the movie, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Actually&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,one of the greatest love movies of all time. It is a movie of love, shown in various set-ups of life. this particular scene made me cry a lot. haha.. the lady is already married, and her husband is the bestfriend of the man who revealed his feelings to the lady through the placards. so sad.. a matter of self preservation and pure love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is Love? haha.. i got this definitions from &lt;a href="http://askoxford.com/"&gt;askoxford.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• noun 1 an intense feeling of deep affection. 2 a deep romantic or sexual attachment to someone. 3 a great interest and pleasure in something. 4 a person or thing that one loves. 5 (in tennis, squash, etc.) a score of zero. apparently from the phrase play for love (i.e. the love of the game, not for money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy to understand, right? yet a lot of people (and that includes me) find complications in this emotion, this very broad and very unspecific feeling. (well, that is how i describe it. it's really hard to define those mushy things you feel in your chest. haha. And love is something innate to every being, even animals show and feel love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew.. let me share another video.. a commercial from mcdonald's philippines. FIRST LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CFOQORGU-Pw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CFOQORGU-Pw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew.. actually, i did cry seeing this commercial for the first time. it kind of hit me somewhere, in the middle of my heart.. haha.. anyway,why am I showing all this?well, it is the start of the so-called love month, and I would like to make it something new. it is the first post where in I embedded videos. I just want to remind not only myself but also everyone who will read this post, that we should never forget to appreciate people who are important to us. neglect hurts so much, and just as my brother usually tells me, Life is too short. so, i advise everyone to do something EXTRAspecial for your valued people this month. (love must be shown, alwyas, ok? haha.. just a little extra for this month.. :) ) uhmm.. also, add to your list those people who have been an essential part of your life, especially if you have been ignoring them.. Thank you is really a great gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a sharing. my first love (haha.. a member of one thirty) and I had a friendly date last january 30 at coffee academy. i enjoyed our time together so much.. we talked about a lot of things.. (third party stories..wahaha bad,bad memories) I was really touched when he kept the receipt of our bill in his wallet. haha., it's so good to feel that after all the years, people remain to be good friends, inspite whatever pain they've gone through the years. time really heals everything. you are the one solely responsible in deciding whether you are going to move on, or you want to rot on devastated emotions.. haha i've gone through a lot, and i'm still learning everytime i need to move on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; 5 does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; 6 does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; 7 bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.&lt;br /&gt;8 Love never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--this is LOVE DEFINED AT ITS BEST. reflect! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love..love..love.. whew., happy february! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-237111175824699600?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/237111175824699600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=237111175824699600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/237111175824699600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/237111175824699600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/01/love-actually.html' title='Love, Actually..'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-4882239847926849206</id><published>2009-01-27T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:17:40.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons and experiences'/><title type='text'>the beauty of debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yah.. the fact that you have a more complicated proposition and have done a much better job in affirming your proposed change.. Even Rey was shocked na di kayo ang third placer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;--these words are from the founder of our organization, the Best Interpolator of the '09 Grand Debate of our university (that's Kua Roy..wee :) ) I was so happy. Imagine, this is the first time that I joined a debate outside our college de[partment (i partcipated in hs debates but we battled with other sections). The experience was really fulfilling and even addicting.. haha I wanted to share the learnings of my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The affirmative team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It is the team's job to lay out the parameters of the debate. The team promotes change (according to the proposition) and the burden of proof is theirs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The Negative Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Their job is to defend the status quo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;During the Elimination Round (I am a member of the College of Business and Acoountancy team) we won over the College of Information and Technology with the proposition&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resolved that the Reproductive Health Bill be passed.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I was the third speaker, rebuttalist.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Here is my rebbutal speech.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The power to choose comes from complete information. And giving complete information comes with a system. therefore the Reproductive Health Bill should be passed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is the bill unconstitutional?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No. The Philippines is a democratic and republican state, the people having a freedom of choice. and how do we accomplish our full freedom when we are ignorant of some of the most essential information with regards to our health and the responsibilities that comes with it? With a system of health and sex education and all the trainings and services that come with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is the bill immoral? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;No. What is immoral in the betterment of our education? What is immoral in being sexually educated. What is wrong in being ready, and being wise and responsible while we are young, which would prepare us to be better parents of our society? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is the bill necessary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Definitely. With this and the compete support of the other sectors of our country, what could be wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Should the RH Bill pe passed? You heard us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Our team made a lot of research for this topic. What is good is that all the three of us personally agrees with the bill. Most people are just not well informed of the bill. They thought that the bill was only about contraceptives. haha.. it's not.. I found this article which is really helpful, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.econ.upd.edu.ph/othercontents/Individual_faculty_ADMU_Position_Paper_RHBill.pdf"&gt;CATHOLICS CAN SUPPORT THE RH BILL IN GOOD CONSCIENCE&lt;br /&gt;(Position paper on the Reproductive Health Bill&lt;br /&gt;by individual faculty* of the Ateneo de Manila University)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Reading the full bill is also important. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;to those who have questions, or those who would like to ask what are the oppossing contentions for this topic, just tell me. leave me a message at my chatbox, and don't forget to leave a link. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;P.S. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have a crush on the best debater.. haha., very witty.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oops.. before i forgot., my vitamins (i am pertaining to a person haha) gave me chocolates before the debate. haha my bunsoy also visited me, after my speech.. so happy ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-4882239847926849206?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/4882239847926849206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=4882239847926849206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4882239847926849206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/4882239847926849206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/01/beauty-of-debate.html' title='the beauty of debate'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-9124090167141573110</id><published>2009-01-22T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:49:18.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>realizations and being happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt;      &lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Proverbs 16:9 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;h3&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; A man’s heart plans his way,&lt;br /&gt;     But the LORD directs his steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;– &lt;/em&gt;this is the passage shared to me by my new 18-year old royal sister ( who had her birhday yesterday jan 21 ) , princess faye. &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; it is for me to be consoled with the pain of my mistakes and for me to be guided with my next decisions. thanks princess! ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;I miss this word, &lt;strong&gt;rejuvination&lt;/strong&gt;. haha. it means reversal of aging, being young. i miss those days of being a kid, being carefree and innocent of the problems of the world. it is the time when you build endless dreams and talk of every impossibility as a simple task.the magic of childhood, whew. &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;well, eventhough i am experiencing problems, i always tell myself that papa G loves me soOo, sooOO much.. &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; He trusts in me, knowing that I could always fight off all these battles and stand like Queen Elizabeth.. (haha. eew, not Pacquiao’s daughter, the virgin queen’s what i’m talking about.) i just do hope i am getting near His expectations of me. hmm. my friends ARE always at my back to support me, even though they are growing very furious with my recent academic decisions. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;alam mo i’ll tell you something. you are very lucky and someone to be envied. alam mo bakit? kasi of all people, you have the most opportunity to grow and to be stronger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;–these are words from my kua, kua james. we met years ago in theatre, and he knows a lot of my struggles and emotionalities in life.. (is there such a word as ‘emotionalities’? haha.. ) he once told me that no one could advise me, because whatever people around tell me, i’ll stll stick to my decision. hahaha the smart brother knows when his lil sis is stubborn.. whaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;i feel very light tonight. princess faye is one of the reasons. i have another girl sibling who loves rock,too. yeah!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;another, because im again starting to realize that there is something special in me. i mean, my heart was really down because of the failures i had in school. but i’m beginning to realize that there might be still some light, right? there is still a lot out there. i must not give up! smile, smile. &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;whew.. after this blog entry, i look forward to achieving something better, always. i do hope i can. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;God knows best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;And this girl here prays to be guided towards that best. &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;GODbless the United States. (haha, Obama) and GODBLESS the whole world. ciao! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;post script.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="result-text-style-normal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 255);"&gt;i miss my love advocacy. haha &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; one of these days, i will start my love campaign. i think i’m motivated to possibilities and positivities of life because of love. hahaha (hapee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-9124090167141573110?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/9124090167141573110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=9124090167141573110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/9124090167141573110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/9124090167141573110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/01/realizations-and-being-happy.html' title='realizations and being happy'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-754938534577315066</id><published>2009-01-19T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T02:37:28.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy experiences'/><title type='text'>Welch. Red grape juice cocktail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/files/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-145" title="onethirty" src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/files/1-300x225.jpg" alt="" width="300" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;January 18, 2009, the Haucoustic ‘09, round 1, held at Robinsons Balibago, Angeles City — these are some of the few things i need to remember, well not that i an requiring myself ( because probably i will soon forget those numbers and dates stuff). It’s just that i hopefully wanted to picture this day in my mind as one of the happiest days of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;*Before anything else, the picture above was not taken at the said date. That picture was one of the last memento of our band’s complete get together before Emil (boy in white,the one without a cap) went to his mission in Mormons mission in California. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;(now back to the day’s story, haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Our new band, compsed of all TG members (Altissimo) was the first to perform. Sad to say, i was not satisfied. For me, I totally screw up my part. We were top 3 at this round, yet I know I had not done my best. It’s not because I wanted some higher recognition, I just want to achieve that self-satisfaction that I unfortunately missed. Me and Ate Butch’s part is the vocals. Ate finds it hard to make second voices, so I do all the second voices for the whole performance. We really had a very rushed practice, I was totally nervous of my parts, and at the performance I wasn’t consistent. I did not sang some of the voicing because I wa so afraid that may go off key. The result? I appeared like I was just a back-up vocalist. Holy cow! Who wants to be a back-up when you’re actually the lead, right? whew. I don’t wanna sound like someone who boasts about being so great, I just wanted to do my part well. Just that. I do hope we could put up a great fight for the final round. 70%.. whew., Lots of chances to win., &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Well that was just a side story. hahaha.. The real highlight of the day was mthe bonding I had with my old band mates. (one thirty). We had so much fun, staying at Pam’s, eating spaghetti (with all purpose cream and evap. Yum! haha), drinking the cocktail token of Daniel (he was one of the judges, and the one who gave comments on our performances, haha.. ), and lots of toasts and fruits plus a live band music from his father’s friends (future one thirty.. haha.. they specialize in voicing, too ).. That was so fun, the girls cooking, the boys jamming, then all together we had a toast to our successes.. haha &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; We talked, eat, talked and talked. haha.. I’m so blissful. supah! &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; this bondings are the ones that I treasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I hope our band will have a chance to pewrform together again. This is the only band to which I am perfectly comfortable. All the commentsfdor improvements, the compliments that are just right, not enough to fill your brain with so much air (hahaha) and so much time for laughs. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Another prayer for me. For my Father, to bless our band, our friendship. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;before i end thid post, i have some post scripts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Rico watched our performance. He ran a long way just to arrive at the time of our performance.. I was so nervous, then I saw him at the stage’s side, smiling. Altissimo also received an invitation to play live at GV 99.1. haha nice, nice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I am so happy. Daniel is using another computer nearby as I was doing this post. hahaha. at dawn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;-end &lt;img src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-754938534577315066?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/754938534577315066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=754938534577315066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/754938534577315066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/754938534577315066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/01/welch-red-grape-juice-cocktail.html' title='Welch. Red grape juice cocktail'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-6926746299694949896</id><published>2009-01-13T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:51:54.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special moments'/><title type='text'>thirteen :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;there are just some things that keeps getting better and better. and whatever struggles i have in life, there would always be reasons to make me happy, and one of those is my dreaming partner..&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i am planning to do something special for this day. but i did not pursue these plans., i just texted him that morning, and he did not even reacted to that message.. that bastard! haha ( joking., i love my bro.. hahaha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bee’s graduating.. i hope we could maximize the remaining weeks that he’ll be staying at school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him and our bunsoy.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’m always praying for my special friends to be always happy.. as happy as the happiness they bring to my life.. i’m blest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-6926746299694949896?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/6926746299694949896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=6926746299694949896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6926746299694949896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/6926746299694949896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/01/thirteen.html' title='thirteen :)'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-2153453735053608611</id><published>2009-01-08T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:30:00.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>emotionally disturbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i think i know what my HS classmate went through before she became insane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the meaning of “emotionally disturbed”? hmm. i think i’m going to the early stage of undeveloped insanity. i’m staring to fear facing things that are outside my comfort zone. Theatre Guild is my comfort zone, school is my danger zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i fear about going to my consta class? (and my mafin and manac class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i have a lot of absences.&lt;br /&gt;because i did not take my prelim exams.&lt;br /&gt;because i can’t face the class.&lt;br /&gt;because i’m afraid i’m going to fail AGAIN due to my absences and neglect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one can help me now, no one. they can’t force me or even inspire me. i’m so afraid. i’m lost. still lost. after months and months of thinking over what i have done and lots of talks from people around me. i’m starting to give up one of the things i wanted the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-2153453735053608611?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/2153453735053608611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=2153453735053608611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2153453735053608611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/2153453735053608611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/01/emotionally-disturbed_08.html' title='emotionally disturbed'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-8284169384679883510</id><published>2009-01-06T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:30:58.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='insanities.impulsiveness.sadness'/><title type='text'>my alter ego- the coward me</title><content type='html'>I am currently in an abyss of hopelessness, at one part of my life — my studies. I prayed for power to turnover my life, so I could make a major change, yet I am as cold as ice, coward as mice (dead rhymes. whew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can’t I finally conquer this senseless fear. i’m heading straightly for the ashes. ashes of my dreams. i hate myself for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’m a living dead at my classes.&lt;br /&gt;(deep sigh) T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-8284169384679883510?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/8284169384679883510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=8284169384679883510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8284169384679883510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/8284169384679883510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-alter-ego-coward-me_06.html' title='my alter ego- the coward me'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-3401768152380703776</id><published>2008-12-23T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:34:31.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think.think.think'/><title type='text'>this december</title><content type='html'>whew. I have just experienced difficulty in making my blog posts this day. i was really about to give up, but I decided to continue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some of my december stories that I would like to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jm Dream-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the first time that he entered my dreams. i won’t go into details here, but I just want to reveal how much I miss him. he was a person who brought changes in me, inspite of the distance and without him realizing. that’s that. the end.  hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my disastrous preliminaries-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just had our prelim exams, before our christmas vacation. and I missed three of my exams.. :(  we had problems in the family. it came to a point when mom and my cousin asked me if i want to quit school. (sigh) I wouldn’t want that. would I? i have work. for TG and myself, why quit now. well, honestly, before I came up with these realizations I reached the point when I wanted suicide. and this is one of the biggest mistakes I did in my life. even by just wanting it, that thing is so dreadful. imagine, the thought of doing that means that I think of myself as a waste. i am 20, do I consider all my past years a waste, just because I’m having a hard time dealing with things that I am going through right now? That’s something for me and all my readers out there to think about. don’t be such a crap. someone else is suffering more than you do, and they are trying their very best to be brave. stop all the drama and act. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-my christmas wishes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bee asked me a question this day. what’s top3 on my christmas list. these are my answers to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man that will be close to my heart, and that will care for me &lt;br /&gt;more strength &lt;br /&gt;and my top 1, for my mother to bee happy. &lt;br /&gt;no explanations.  I have a lot of wishes. But I have to keep myself from wishing how life could be sweeter and better. I have to act to have a life in a way i want it to be. I control my choices. whether it’s christmas or not, I have to be the best person I could be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays to everyone! Be blesses and guided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-3401768152380703776?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/3401768152380703776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=3401768152380703776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/3401768152380703776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/3401768152380703776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-december.html' title='this december'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-7766569914635509698</id><published>2008-12-23T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:33:13.176+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>my "bebem"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img384.imageshack.us/my.php?image=1881488472lxlra2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px solid;" src="http://img384.imageshack.us/img384/3264/1881488472lxlra2.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://g.imageshack.us/img384/1881488472lxlra2.gif/1/"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px solid;" src="http://img384.imageshack.us/img384/1881488472lxlra2.gif/1/w320.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;this is my family's cat.. &lt;strong&gt;Bebem&lt;/strong&gt;, our baby.. he's fat and yummy.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;one source of happiness in our home.. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-7766569914635509698?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/7766569914635509698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=7766569914635509698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7766569914635509698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7766569914635509698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-bebem.html' title='my &quot;bebem&quot;'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-1822967251167637871</id><published>2008-12-12T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:35:45.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think.think.think'/><title type='text'>a missionary of the church i belong- my heart</title><content type='html'>Aren’t churches suppose to be the places to where you glorify our Father?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i am so proud that finally i’m beginning to understand what a ‘believer’ really means. haha  and i am proud to be one. hopefully all my readers out there too are believers of our Savior. If not, then it’s never too late to become one. Membership is forever ongoing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part of my life is one of the most difficult times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want some updates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not part of the accountancy class anymore. i got failures due to absences last semester, and i’m incurring lots of absences again  &lt;br /&gt;i am still the president of Theatre Guild, yet i don’t know if i’m reaching the expectations i set for my position &lt;br /&gt;i am not sure what path i’m going to, now, in my life &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in just a few months, i again let myself be a mess. the dream that i was holding for four years now is over. i can’t be a CPA anymore. and to make matters worse, i even lost my drive to finish the last 2 semesters of my college degree (accounting). my batchmates and friends are graduating this march.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the theatre, well my passion for it is my nature, so it’s always there. but you see, i’m starting to feel the pain of not having the full cooperation of my team. but i still believe in them. i know they will be there to help me. i hope this year could produce more dedicated theatre guild members who would want to lead our organization to goodness and continuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my mission, i’m starting to get confused. just as i read in ‘the alchemist’, you start your real dream when you’re young, yet as you grow old you lose your passion into less-you dreams because you get distracted by unreasonable reasons. what is my real mission? what path should i take? where ami going? i am not yet sure of the answers. ‘the best thing about future is that it comes one day at a time’ (words of Abraham Lincoln), and i will live my life that way, making the most out of my everyday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is my church, my temple for Him and I know He will reveal to me what He wants me to be, as soon as i’m ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i’m keeping my faith and enthusiasm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-1822967251167637871?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/1822967251167637871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=1822967251167637871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1822967251167637871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/1822967251167637871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2008/12/missionary-of-church-i-belong-my-heart.html' title='a missionary of the church i belong- my heart'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-9199276241457600243</id><published>2008-11-18T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:39:08.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirations and being happy'/><title type='text'>prince bee -- my dreaming brother</title><content type='html'>[caption id="attachment_99" align="aligncenter" width="210" caption="my brother in enthusiasm, in the jeepney :)"]&lt;a title="bee's blog" href="www.darboinks.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-99" src="http://mahalkoxa.blog.friendster.com/files/z-300x225.jpg" alt="my brother in enthusiasm, in the jeepney :)" width="210" height="158" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;[/caption]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;a son of our Father, named Darby Raul Lopez Bognot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;schoolmate, co-cba, co-member in Theatre Guild, my brother in passion and dreams..:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;our friendship started when he saw the audition poster of Theatre Guild. I am the president, he WAS the aspiring new member.. now, he is officially part of our theatre family, and a part of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;we have a lot of differences. A LOT.. haha. :) we fight because of simple things. i used to call him a distraction (well just for 24 hours..). he was the thin, godly prince and i am the fat boyish lady. yet we are connected by our enthusiasm, by God and by our dreams..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;i call him bee. he calls me ate rey. he came into my life just when i needed him.. :) he led me to a closer trust to God, more than i have for the past years of my life. he ignited my dreams of pursuing theater after school. with him i am happy with simple unending text conversations. we don't bond much with each other personally yet i feel close to him. i can never imagine not having him as a part of my life. he is one of the greatest of the blessings God gave me. knowing him is living in goodness,:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;i love bee, so much. i may rarely tell him in beautiful words how much he means to me, yet my appreciation is shown with the person i am today. he inspires me everyday unknown by him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;this post is for myself.haha., for me to be always reminded that God gives me enough reasons to love Him more everyday. love you bee.. much, much, much.. magkasama kayo ni ate impossible, hanggang sa huli..haha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;we are born to be enthusiasts.♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-9199276241457600243?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/9199276241457600243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=9199276241457600243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/9199276241457600243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/9199276241457600243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2008/11/prince-bee-my-dreaming-brother.html' title='prince bee -- my dreaming brother'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3283367690749020935.post-7284389986871065732</id><published>2008-11-11T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:40:32.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons and experiences'/><title type='text'>An open letter to Theatre Guild members</title><content type='html'>For the past semester, TG has accomplished a lot. It made a name, as it became more known to a lot of people through exposure of certain members in school events. Even so, there had been a lot of sacrifices, a lot of mismanaged times, conflicts and misunderstandings. This semester, TG is again in for a lot of activities and a lot of plans. And all of these will require a great mind and heart to be managed well and fairly and to be best enjoyed by all the members. It is to be remembered that school, whatever happens, comes first. TG creates a great fire of desire in us yet it is also a temptation for us to fall short of our responsibilities to ourselves and families to study well. Self control is important. Balance is a habit, a continuous and everyday practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester, it is for us to grow, and be better. Everything would be a lot of work and for sure it will again be months of mixed emotions–pain and happiness. Yet we always have to put in mind that God arranged all of us to be together here with a great purpose– TO HONOR HIM THROUGH OUR TALENTS AND LOVE FOR EACH OTHER. This semester is another chance for us to again show the people around us that TG makes us the best persons we could be. May this semester lead our hearts to being positive and having great love. Being together and being one, whatever challenges we have to face, we will still be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A message from the president, your ate, Rachel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3283367690749020935-7284389986871065732?l=accesstomymind.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/feeds/7284389986871065732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3283367690749020935&amp;postID=7284389986871065732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7284389986871065732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3283367690749020935/posts/default/7284389986871065732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://accesstomymind.blogspot.com/2008/11/open-letter-to-theatre-guild-members.html' title='An open letter to Theatre Guild members'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12175366430593991837</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8lgYRLDAz4w/S9Xi3pUY5GI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/i9XqNZ-e6Xo/S220/Say+cheEze!%C3%B61315.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
