<?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-5378839523778129654</id><updated>2011-07-08T16:36:06.963+08:00</updated><category term='me myself and i'/><category term='teenage issues'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='blogosphere'/><category term='movies'/><category term='journal'/><category term='family'/><category term='opinions and reactions'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='heartaches'/><category term='friendships and hardships'/><category term='realities and realizations'/><category term='a love story'/><title type='text'>Instances</title><subtitle type='html'>life's twists and turns..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-976963071366391209</id><published>2009-07-14T11:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:03:12.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a love story'/><title type='text'>Sweet Ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SlwDeXQc5tI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-WK9210GjMw/s1600-h/titanic-3.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/_EczC0B-8zdI/SlwDeXQc5tI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-WK9210GjMw/s200/titanic-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358161476838024914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at already 11 AM. I slept late last night. Despite the heavy rain and the cold wind I still made it to the end..in tears.. Wonder what I'm doing? Well.. I was busy clicking the remote control looking for good shows. Channel 11.. 12.. 27.. 57.. 55.. 49............... I got stuck! I saw familiar faces I once cried on before. Titanic! The best romantic movie I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't there love story amazing? Two people coming from different world deviated against what their status requires them to be all for the sake of their love. A love story that made it possible for heaven and earth to meet. A love story that made me realize that love can conquer all as long as you believe in the love you both share. A love story that will forever be the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now isn't it amazing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5378839523778129654-976963071366391209?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/976963071366391209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=976963071366391209&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/976963071366391209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/976963071366391209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/07/sweet-ending.html' title='Sweet Ending'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SlwDeXQc5tI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-WK9210GjMw/s72-c/titanic-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-4038465861568884547</id><published>2009-07-09T09:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:52:01.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself and i'/><title type='text'>Im Back..</title><content type='html'>Sorry if i haven't updated this for a long time already. I got sick these last few days. Other than that, i got busy playing with an online game. hehe. But now i'm back for good! I may have long been gone but blogging will always be my best past time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys! I'll post something as soon as i can.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Kisses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85741/jelai/5d8843255d5415f95e59b9e381f40fc8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/5378839523778129654-4038465861568884547?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/4038465861568884547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=4038465861568884547&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/4038465861568884547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/4038465861568884547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back.html' title='Im Back..'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-920803629229105830</id><published>2009-07-01T16:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T16:43:19.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realities and realizations'/><title type='text'>Past is Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SkshhWS_kKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/i1h-MG_fh1U/s1600-h/HomeNav_r2_c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 124px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SkshhWS_kKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/i1h-MG_fh1U/s200/HomeNav_r2_c2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353409438864609442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess it's normal with everyone that whenever they face problems or get stuck in a fight with their partners, they recall every bad memory they could even if it happened years ago already. And reconciliation was made. But haven't you thought that bringing up the past may worsen the fight?&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in this situation a lot of times. We started in a very complicated way which have been a big reason why the "PAST" was always brought up in our fights. And you know what? It never did any good! It can't even solve an inch of our problem. You just have to learn to forrgive and forget. Well, you mat recall those things but never grab an anger from it. I mean, never make it a reason to make your partner shut up and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REMEMBER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;When life gets tough, don't waste your time looking back at what you've lost or your mistakes. The road of life is made to be traveled forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85741/jelai/5d8843255d5415f95e59b9e381f40fc8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5378839523778129654-920803629229105830?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/920803629229105830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=920803629229105830&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/920803629229105830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/920803629229105830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/07/past-is-past.html' title='Past is Past'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SkshhWS_kKI/AAAAAAAAAF4/i1h-MG_fh1U/s72-c/HomeNav_r2_c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-5494216475970814227</id><published>2009-06-24T20:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:50:27.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenage issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realities and realizations'/><title type='text'>Be true. Be you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SkIhABCTchI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-3NBPlGMZek/s1600-h/Seek_Truth_by_BeautifullyEvil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SkIhABCTchI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-3NBPlGMZek/s200/Seek_Truth_by_BeautifullyEvil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350875591431385618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; I received this quote from a friend just this morning. So true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't live for the expectations of the people around you. Live for yourself, for your dreams, for your happiness. You messed up? Who cares? You're not breathing through their noses anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lot of people nowadays tend to act like someone else for the sake &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; of acceptance by their friends, family, and anyone they want to please. They disguise themselves into someone who's either a big contrast to who they really are or into someone whom the people around her want her to be. Peer pressure as what others might call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be able to please others you tend to do things that you are just forced to do. Just like in the movie &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Jawbreaker&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, there was this certain girl who is very dull in everything. Her schoolmates won't even dare to stare at her. Just because of a big secret that she overheard a certain group of vain girls transformed her into someone and made her one of them. But, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;despite her new look, her old self turned back at the end of the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people have to pretend? Why not just be with the people who will accept you for who you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a reality check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85741/jelai/5d8843255d5415f95e59b9e381f40fc8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5378839523778129654-5494216475970814227?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/5494216475970814227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=5494216475970814227&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/5494216475970814227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/5494216475970814227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/06/be-true-be-you.html' title='Be true. Be you.'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SkIhABCTchI/AAAAAAAAAFI/-3NBPlGMZek/s72-c/Seek_Truth_by_BeautifullyEvil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-3026191407288270752</id><published>2009-06-21T15:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:36:42.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>It's Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had been a big pain in the ass ever since i entered college. But I'm glad i still made it through. And since it's his day today. I would like to dedicate this to one of the two people who gave life to me and molded me into what i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjRvUMUqaII/AAAAAAAAAD4/PdbZkR0d-bA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjRvUMUqaII/AAAAAAAAAD4/PdbZkR0d-bA/s200/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347021050291579010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the pic! My father's not fond of giving his best pose. That's the most suitable pic i could find. hehe. Well, my pop is the best father any daughter could have (bias!). He's not just a father to me and my other siblings but he also is a good servant of our community. It had been his second year in serving our barangay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having grown in a not-so-well-off family, his experiences of being a working student made him a strong person, a responsible father, and a loving husband. We are grateful that God has showered His blessings to us through my father. I wouldn't have reached where i am now if not for him and my mother, of course. I owe them my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my father, it's your day! &lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1245568946_1"&gt;Happy Father's Day&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85741/jelai/5d8843255d5415f95e59b9e381f40fc8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5378839523778129654-3026191407288270752?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/3026191407288270752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=3026191407288270752&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/3026191407288270752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/3026191407288270752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-fathers-day_21.html' title='It&apos;s Father&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjRvUMUqaII/AAAAAAAAAD4/PdbZkR0d-bA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-9207331776792292651</id><published>2009-06-18T13:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:43:06.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='opinions and reactions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenage issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendships and hardships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realities and realizations'/><title type='text'>Long Distance Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, a friend confided to me about her love story. She had been in an immense heartbreak which made her become so oblivious about finding Mr. Right and if he's ever gonna come her way. A 7-year-older guy tried to catch her heart and promised to cure it and ease the pain that she felt for the 3-year relationship that ended into nothing. She offered marriage and made her secure that they'll be together come what may. But, they are on the opposite poles of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/Sjna-2ZbKBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bURS_QoTqMw/s1600-h/long-distance-relationship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/Sjna-2ZbKBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bURS_QoTqMw/s320/long-distance-relationship.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348546805768071186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; meaning of a perso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n's absence? Is it a test on how long will u ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ng on? or is i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t the answer of som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ebody who doesn't want and need you anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in favor of a Long Distance Relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85741/jelai/5d8843255d5415f95e59b9e381f40fc8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5378839523778129654-9207331776792292651?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/9207331776792292651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=9207331776792292651&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/9207331776792292651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/9207331776792292651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/06/long-distance-relationship.html' title='Long Distance Relationship'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/Sjna-2ZbKBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bURS_QoTqMw/s72-c/long-distance-relationship.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-8977685594794760572</id><published>2009-06-15T14:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:54:41.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='realities and realizations'/><title type='text'>Bitter Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjXsqyM3ghI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XrYoNMyD69A/s1600-h/A_Blond_Girl_Eating_Cotton_Candy_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_090220-203116-179009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 94px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjXsqyM3ghI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XrYoNMyD69A/s200/A_Blond_Girl_Eating_Cotton_Candy_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_090220-203116-179009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347440352346735122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You go out almost everyday. You know almost everything that happens in his life. He fetches you after work. You wait for his call every night and talk 'til dawn. He is the first one you text each morning and waits for his reply. Same things happen everyday and for you it's real and genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, you saw him with another girl.. holding hands while walking.. giving each other the sweetest smile. You felt a tiny prick in your heart and got jealous. In the brink of tears you confronted him and and gave the girl the deadliest stare. You asked if who she is  and he said, "she's my girl.." without hesitation. You slapped him and ran. You cried 'til no tears would fall from your eyes. You promised yourself you'll never fall in love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story of a girl who expected too much on the special attention the guy is giving him. The lesson? Never give all of what you have immediately in a relationship that doesn't have any commitments. To the guy? Don't be too sweet if you don't have plans to love the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Don't choose a candy if you won't buy it anyway.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85741/jelai/5d8843255d5415f95e59b9e381f40fc8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5378839523778129654-8977685594794760572?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/8977685594794760572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=8977685594794760572&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/8977685594794760572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/8977685594794760572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/06/bitter-candy.html' title='Bitter Candy'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjXsqyM3ghI/AAAAAAAAAEY/XrYoNMyD69A/s72-c/A_Blond_Girl_Eating_Cotton_Candy_Royalty_Free_Clipart_Picture_090220-203116-179009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-5457650334380517691</id><published>2009-06-14T19:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:00:28.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teenage issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendships and hardships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily life'/><title type='text'>Torn In-between</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjTmLhR1TcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dOFq171amiU/s1600-h/lgbfnecklace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjTmLhR1TcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dOFq171amiU/s200/lgbfnecklace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347151743181737410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever experienced being confused on where to take side?wherein you just wanna stay neutral so as not to lose both? This is what's giving me the headache now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They've been my friends for quite awhile now.  We've met through an online game that's hit now in our city. And for those who have read my posts in my other blog, they are living witnesses of how I adore these guys and be overwhelmed on the fun we shared. Even though we tried to keep this friendship long, misunderstandings and hardships couldn't  be avoided. For almost a week of observing what's happening around the cyber world, I have concluded many things. 6 months is not enough to identify who your real friends are.  Don't trust anyone that easy. Money is the root of all evil. Quite hard right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm torn on whether to believe him who acts as the victim and betrayed one. Or to him who was accused of taking something that wasn't his and acted as the traitor because of money.  Different versions of the story were spread and things are getting worse. I'm bothered. But I'd still keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85741/jelai/5d8843255d5415f95e59b9e381f40fc8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5378839523778129654-5457650334380517691?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/5457650334380517691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=5457650334380517691&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/5457650334380517691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/5457650334380517691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/06/torn-in-between.html' title='Torn In-between'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjTmLhR1TcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/dOFq171amiU/s72-c/lgbfnecklace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5378839523778129654.post-7779787516931232644</id><published>2009-06-14T12:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T20:03:34.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself and i'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogosphere'/><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjTm9V4tfSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4NP2f7yVuPY/s1600-h/human_nose_cartoon_character_waving_from_inside_a_computer_screen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjTm9V4tfSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4NP2f7yVuPY/s200/human_nose_cartoon_character_waving_from_inside_a_computer_screen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347152599117036834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah! Hello World! Bring it on! o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a new one. Got discouraged with my first blog &lt;a href="http://kielai.co.cc/"&gt;simpLy outgOing&lt;/a&gt; since it's Page Rank went back to zero. I lost all my opportunites in the blog advertising agencies i registered on. I have to make a new one which has to have multiple back links. They won't accept &lt;a href="http://kielai.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Deviation&lt;/a&gt; since it is in Tagalog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep my blah blah short, well.. welcome to my new lair! This, too, is a personal blog. The title?It explains everything. This blog is gonna share with you the twists and turns of my life. On how my life changes in an instant. Keep on rockin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yah all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/85741/jelai/5d8843255d5415f95e59b9e381f40fc8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s570.photobucket.com/albums/ss148/akosijelai/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pen.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5378839523778129654-7779787516931232644?l=akosijelai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/feeds/7779787516931232644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5378839523778129654&amp;postID=7779787516931232644&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/7779787516931232644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5378839523778129654/posts/default/7779787516931232644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://akosijelai.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-world.html' title='Hello World!'/><author><name>jeLai</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EczC0B-8zdI/SjTm9V4tfSI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4NP2f7yVuPY/s72-c/human_nose_cartoon_character_waving_from_inside_a_computer_screen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
