<?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-7014097337061635743</id><updated>2011-07-08T07:03:01.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pErfectly iMpErfEct</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pErfEcTly _impErfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528993500063592320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSAOibPYjPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/97FgDXA6_vY/S220/1_352756476l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014097337061635743.post-1431492643941426018</id><published>2009-07-30T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T04:24:34.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nOw pLayiNg._.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:85%;" &gt;I really love this song.. I just hope that somebody will not just sing this to me, but will also do this such things to me..ahw?&lt;br /&gt;drama au..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could not ask for more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;By: Edwin McCain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lying here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Listening to the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Smiling just to see the smile upon your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;These are the moments I'll remember all my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I found all I've waited for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I could not ask for more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Looking in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Seeing all I need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Everything you are is everything to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;These are the moments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I know heaven must exist &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;These are the moments I know all I need is this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I have all I've waited for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I could not ask for more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could not ask for more than this time together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could not ask for more than this time with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every prayer has been answered &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Every dream I have's come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And right here in this moment is right where I'm meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here with you here with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are the moments I thank God that I'm alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;These are the moments I'll remember all my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've got all I've waited for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I could not ask for more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I could not ask for more than the love you give me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;'Coz it's all I've waited for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;And I could not ask for more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I could not ask for more&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/7014097337061635743-1431492643941426018?l=langyllej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/feeds/1431492643941426018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014097337061635743&amp;postID=1431492643941426018' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default/1431492643941426018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default/1431492643941426018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-playing.html' title='nOw pLayiNg._.'/><author><name>pErfEcTly _impErfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528993500063592320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSAOibPYjPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/97FgDXA6_vY/S220/1_352756476l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014097337061635743.post-1297343488379899277</id><published>2009-07-28T02:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T03:38:22.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thE nEw meMbEr..ü</title><content type='html'>My brother already planned to go to Zamboanga a week before his birthday. He had also filed earlier a sick leave from his work. It was really far from Cebu even in Dumaguete but manong did not mind it knowing that his girlfriend is about to give birth to his first daughter. It was decided that Tintin (manong's girlfriend) will have her labor in her hometown since her mother is living there. Just like any other daughter, she needs her mother to look after her during her labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was on last July 24,2009 when i was just finished doing my draft for my project, Tintin texted me that she was about to give birth. I was happy when I read it but i was not expecting that hours after she sent it , she had given birth already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what manong had planned, she named it as Amare' Ysabelle Dizon Pis-an.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would admit that i soo am excited to see her and play with her. I am now imagining how she looks like and intrigued on what had manong described her. Manong is soo proud to say that she is like anne curtis, whom i know is his celebrity crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, Manong was really happy as he celebrated his birthday  after the birth of his first daughter. And probably, he is still celebrating it until now knowing that God gave him a gift, cute little angel who adds to his one of his inspirations in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, manong plans to have her baptism here in Dumaguete. And guess what his reason is?---for Amare' to have many ninangs and ninongs to give her gifts especially during Christmas.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(still have something to add in here..)--&gt;to be continued.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7014097337061635743-1297343488379899277?l=langyllej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/feeds/1297343488379899277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014097337061635743&amp;postID=1297343488379899277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default/1297343488379899277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default/1297343488379899277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-memberu.html' title='thE nEw meMbEr..ü'/><author><name>pErfEcTly _impErfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528993500063592320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSAOibPYjPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/97FgDXA6_vY/S220/1_352756476l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014097337061635743.post-7187297914105580154</id><published>2008-11-25T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T03:56:07.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rEalLy lUv thEse...ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSvlARF1NhI/AAAAAAAAABA/qfwnRqCHyPo/s1600-h/1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 92px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSvlARF1NhI/AAAAAAAAABA/qfwnRqCHyPo/s200/1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272559581517919762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Every Little Thing"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me in&lt;br /&gt;to see you in the morning light&lt;br /&gt;to get me on and all along the tears they come&lt;br /&gt;see all come&lt;br /&gt;I want you to believe in life&lt;br /&gt;but I get the strangest feeling that you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lift me up&lt;br /&gt;just lift me up don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;and let me hold you up before you hit the Ground&lt;br /&gt;see all come&lt;br /&gt;you say your all right&lt;br /&gt;but I get the strangest feeling&lt;br /&gt;that you've gone away- you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;and will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;all the time&lt;br /&gt;some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give me up&lt;br /&gt;don't give me up tonight&lt;br /&gt;or soon nothing will be right at all&lt;br /&gt;salvation&lt;br /&gt;will you find out who you are too late to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;every little thing you wanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSvlAbMNUqI/AAAAAAAAABI/_m4GhXwlXCM/s1600-h/2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 123px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSvlAbMNUqI/AAAAAAAAABI/_m4GhXwlXCM/s200/2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272559584229020322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"OVER Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OU"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Now that it's all said and done,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe you were the one&lt;br /&gt;To build me up and tear me down,&lt;br /&gt;Like an old abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;What you said when you left&lt;br /&gt;Just left me cold an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;d out of breath.&lt;br /&gt;I fell too far, was in way too deep.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I let you get the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;re than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You took a hammer to these walls,&lt;br /&gt;Dragged the memories down the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Packed your bags and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could say.&lt;br /&gt;And when you slammed the front door shut,&lt;br /&gt;A lot of others opened up,&lt;br /&gt;So did my eyes so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; I could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;see&lt;br /&gt;That you never were the best for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ithout you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I never saw it coming.&lt;br /&gt;I should've started running&lt;br /&gt;A long, long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;And I never thought &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'd doubt you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off without you&lt;br /&gt;More than you, more than you know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm slowly getting closure.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's really over.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally getting better.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm picking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;up the pieces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm spending all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Putting my heart back together.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm putting my heart back together,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;Well I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,&lt;br /&gt;I got over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSvlAgiVjBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ypE3MP6wxdI/s1600-h/3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 99px; height: 99px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSvlAgiVjBI/AAAAAAAAABQ/ypE3MP6wxdI/s200/3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272559585664011282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"STOLEN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We watch the season&lt;br /&gt;Pull up its own stakes&lt;br /&gt;And catch the last weekend&lt;br /&gt;Of the last week&lt;br /&gt;Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced&lt;br /&gt;Another sun soaked season fades away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invitation only&lt;br /&gt;Grand Farewells&lt;br /&gt;Crush the best one&lt;br /&gt;Of the best ones&lt;br /&gt;Clear liquor and cloudy eyed&lt;br /&gt;Too early to say goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;You have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from the ball room floor&lt;br /&gt;We are in celebration&lt;br /&gt;One good stretch before our hibernation&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams assured and we all&lt;br /&gt;Will sleep well&lt;br /&gt;Sleep Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep Well&lt;br /&gt;Sleep Well&lt;br /&gt;Sleep Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have stolen my&lt;br /&gt;you have stolen my&lt;br /&gt;you have stolen my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch you spin around&lt;br /&gt;In your highest heels&lt;br /&gt;You are the best one&lt;br /&gt;Of the best ones&lt;br /&gt;We&lt;br /&gt;All&lt;br /&gt;Look&lt;br /&gt;Like&lt;br /&gt;We&lt;br /&gt;Feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have stolen my&lt;br /&gt;you have stolen my&lt;br /&gt;you have stolen my heart&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7014097337061635743-7187297914105580154?l=langyllej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/feeds/7187297914105580154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014097337061635743&amp;postID=7187297914105580154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default/7187297914105580154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default/7187297914105580154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/2008/11/every-little-thing-let-me-in-to-see-you_25.html' title='rEalLy lUv thEse...ü'/><author><name>pErfEcTly _impErfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528993500063592320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSAOibPYjPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/97FgDXA6_vY/S220/1_352756476l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSvlARF1NhI/AAAAAAAAABA/qfwnRqCHyPo/s72-c/1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7014097337061635743.post-2678985683331878588</id><published>2008-11-11T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T03:05:09.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wHat am i gonna pOst herE?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have so many things and experiences to share, so many feelings and emotions to express as well as ideas and thoughts to voice out. But when i am already touching the keyboard while looking at my blog, nothing would really pops out in my mind on what to post. I guess my mind won't really work just the time when i am about to make my own blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(Waah!something is wrong with me..hihi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the sake of the people who will view my blog, i have to write in here so that they could read something&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; (at least)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if ever&lt;/span&gt; they are going to take a look at my blog.Just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start this with my family. As of press time&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(hahah!)&lt;/span&gt;, i still sleep beside my mother &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(hihih..proud!)&lt;/span&gt;. And I always depend on her especially when i am at home. You will be hearing from me saying "mama" all the time. Sad to say , my father already issued his early retirement just this month. It is sad because he no longer works for us but on the other hand i am still happy for him because i think he already did his part being the breadwinner of the family. But he still does his part as our father,ofcourse. Besides, my older brother&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(Paopao)&lt;/span&gt; and my sister&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(Mayo), &lt;/span&gt;who are now working in Cebu, can already help us&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(me and my other sister)&lt;/span&gt; in our schooling and other expenses. And sooner this coming March, my other sister&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(lauwella)&lt;/span&gt; will be graduating and she will be working also just like my other siblings. And me? I still have two more years to go for me to be out of school and get a job . I am even thinking on where I am going to work already after I graduate. It is either on a call center so i could easily start my experience in having a job and get salary or maybe in any airline companies where I can be a flight attendant, hopefully. I know two years is so long, and I still have to pass assignments and projects, take midterm and final exams but I make it a point that I am going to do all these stuffs just to finish and have a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when I and my other siblings were discussing about our future lives and jobs. That someday we will be having our own house, with different projects for our parents. I remember when my ate&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;(mayo)&lt;/span&gt; said that if she will get a job with great salary, she will be sending money for our mother to pay all her utang. hehehe..amazing,right? And she also said that she will buy the "bulangan" for our father so he could get inside for free, enjoy watching cockfights and deal bets without spending too much money like what he did before..hahah!! so silly.&lt;br /&gt;And when I was asked, I think I told them that, when I will be working in a big company, I am going to give them more money and other things and wants of my parents. I also told them that I am going to make their lives relaxed and will make them feel that there will be problems and headaches no more..haha! I still have to work so hard so that I can do all these thoughts i have said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I have already shared a little information about my family now.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My family may not be perfect as what everybody would wish to have, but I am proud and happy to say that my family is as great and complete as what all of us wants it to be. I am really blessed having them in my life making me as a better person and inspiring me in everything I do. NO regrets at all..ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7014097337061635743-2678985683331878588?l=langyllej.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/feeds/2678985683331878588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7014097337061635743&amp;postID=2678985683331878588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default/2678985683331878588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7014097337061635743/posts/default/2678985683331878588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://langyllej.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-am-i-gonna-post-here.html' title='wHat am i gonna pOst herE?!'/><author><name>pErfEcTly _impErfect</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15528993500063592320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7JUbuFTvlyk/SSAOibPYjPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/97FgDXA6_vY/S220/1_352756476l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
