<?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-1396268051936407928</id><updated>2012-02-10T22:21:37.500-08:00</updated><category term='prince'/><category term='dad'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='me'/><category term='contented'/><category term='fairy tale'/><category term='changed'/><category term='love'/><category term='family'/><category term='happily ever after'/><title type='text'>Purple Love</title><subtitle type='html'>..just stuffs..ü</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-220628130643963755</id><published>2012-02-10T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T22:21:37.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM NIGHT, glamour night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;u&gt;Since February is the month know for PROM NIGHTS I'm sharing here some of the PROM pictures I took for a school magazine near my area. &lt;/u&gt; Models are Kristine Claro and LA Malapit. Hair and Make-up Courtesy of my lovely friends Katrina Mae Sims and Rosario Jessica Vego. Venue, Outfits and the Photographer is yours truly, ME! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSWeT-CVcds/TzYGeAXjcFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JTqcKM0RjOM/s1600/IMG_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSWeT-CVcds/TzYGeAXjcFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JTqcKM0RjOM/s200/IMG_0857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707756690303316050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r213WcLCd2U/TzYGdnirsUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JJ8YlOxdoSI/s1600/IMG_0856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r213WcLCd2U/TzYGdnirsUI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JJ8YlOxdoSI/s200/IMG_0856.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707756683639107906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zH-ntPPGJU8/TzYEAWMZZuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/58687KZNlqU/s1600/IMG_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zH-ntPPGJU8/TzYEAWMZZuI/AAAAAAAAAJY/58687KZNlqU/s200/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707753981742769890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ioylbPYqRA/TzYD_27NaVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9I8UYaSGOjw/s1600/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ioylbPYqRA/TzYD_27NaVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/9I8UYaSGOjw/s200/IMG_0851.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707753973349181778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-at2sgVFhRLY/TzYD-4r7U8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/fZ4vDpfH-Os/s1600/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-at2sgVFhRLY/TzYD-4r7U8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/fZ4vDpfH-Os/s200/IMG_0848.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707753956642083778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wWxgoC4wBc/TzYD-2dyR6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/5L81HpNKNjo/s1600/IMG_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wWxgoC4wBc/TzYD-2dyR6I/AAAAAAAAAI0/5L81HpNKNjo/s200/IMG_0846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707753956045899682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-220628130643963755?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/220628130643963755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=220628130643963755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/220628130643963755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/220628130643963755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2012/02/prom-night-glamour-night.html' title='PROM NIGHT, glamour night!'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iSWeT-CVcds/TzYGeAXjcFI/AAAAAAAAAKM/JTqcKM0RjOM/s72-c/IMG_0857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-5163422845534220425</id><published>2010-09-20T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T07:22:15.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"GOD moved me" =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;(this came from my Blogberry, September 2008, 2 years ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I met raj.. the pastor boy! =) this man changed me.. w/o even trying to.. he became God's instrument in leading me to the right path. I accepted Christianity.. and it made me feel more complete.. God was now fully living inside my heart.. I rested everything in God's hands now.. He's always @ my side and I know he will never leave me! God moved me.. God is really a savior..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;"For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, that who ever believes in him should not perish but have everlasting life."&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/1396268051936407928-5163422845534220425?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/5163422845534220425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=5163422845534220425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/5163422845534220425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/5163422845534220425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/09/god-moved-me.html' title='&quot;GOD moved me&quot; =)'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-6342676588574389528</id><published>2010-09-17T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T08:30:53.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Otoko ni watashi wa daisuki! (To the man i LOVE!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The Love that I feel for YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;is all true, so true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;one text, a simple message, or a smile from YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;can wipe away this feeling so blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;God, has written our love story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;although sometimes i'm being corny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;but whenever I tell YOU what I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;everything that I say is real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I will always be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and God will always be our guide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;everything in our life will sure be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and surely, we can win this fight/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Coz' when two hearts are meant for caring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and lives are meant for sharing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;then we are joined by destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;for love is stronger far than we.&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/1396268051936407928-6342676588574389528?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/6342676588574389528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=6342676588574389528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6342676588574389528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6342676588574389528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/09/otoko-ni-watashi-wa-daisuki-to-man-i.html' title='Otoko ni watashi wa daisuki! (To the man i LOVE!)'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-5104753038606555576</id><published>2010-09-12T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T11:14:10.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't have the courage, i'm not brave enough.. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; margin-top: 8px; margin-right: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; background-image: url(http://www.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.4; font-weight: normal; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honestly, i don't have enough courage to tell you how much i'm in pain knowing that you are not feeling well, knowing that you are encountering a lot of problems, knowing that you are being in your roughest time and i can't help! :(( I don't have enough courage to tell you that i miss you, i miss your simple text messages each day, your messages on my face book account, how we start and end our day by either sending each other text messages or having a chat with random things in our lives, i miss sharing the same prayer before we sleep, i miss YOU.. :( I don't have the courage to show YOU and show all those around you how much i badly wanna fight for the LOVE that i feel for you.. :( Lastly, i don't have the courage to tell you not to go, not to leave because i am afraid, i am afraid that by letting you go i might lose you.. :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mahal na Mahal kita, it's been 3 long years and i will still fight and pray for God's continuous guidance for the Love that we share.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our hearts once shared the same beat, changed for a long time but then find it's way to be back on it's track, and now we are sharing the same beat again. I will never let this beat change or end. Never, for I LOVE YOU!&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/1396268051936407928-5104753038606555576?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/5104753038606555576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=5104753038606555576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/5104753038606555576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/5104753038606555576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-dont-have-courage-im-not-brave-enough.html' title='i don&apos;t have the courage, i&apos;m not brave enough.. :('/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-6415110335076909767</id><published>2010-07-27T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T19:53:12.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa yong mga mata.. :((</title><content type='html'>Nung tumingin ako sa kanyang mga mata&lt;div&gt;mas lalo kong nadama yung lungkot at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sakit na nandoon sa puso niya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Di ko maiwasang maluha, nung naglaho siyang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parang bula. Di ko rin maiwasang malungkot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sa sakit na kanyang dinulot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelan ko ba kasi ulit madarama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yung sobrang ligayang dinala niya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelan ko ba ulit makikita, mga ngiti kung&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dahilan ay siya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaming dalawa'y biglang nagtapos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luha ko'y bigla na lang din bumuhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lahat na lang kasi ng aking makita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dulot ay puro niya alaala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akala ko lahat ay tapos na, akal ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ako ay masaya na pero nung yong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singsing sa king daliri di ko na makita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;na alala ko na naman lahat ng nakita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ko sayong mga mata.. :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-6415110335076909767?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/6415110335076909767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=6415110335076909767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6415110335076909767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6415110335076909767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/07/sa-yong-mga-mata.html' title='Sa yong mga mata.. :(('/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-6132659983930613397</id><published>2010-06-19T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T00:06:03.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Father:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Daddy, Dad, Papa, Pa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tatay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Itay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AMa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; these are the common words that we use as a name or "pet name" to the man who gave us life, the man who provided us with our needs, the man that we call FATHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;For 20 years of living in this earth, in this world, in this country and for being the 2ND child in our family I have never really been a good daughter. I answer back, i failed my grades, i disobey, i hate, I'm bad traits that a good daughter can never have. But, despite all this traits i treasure my father, i love, i care and i worry for the only person who work for us, for our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Since i was a baby I never  really remembered and event, occasion, or special dates that we celebrate with my dad. Never had a birthday party with him, never had a Christmas and new year with him, and never had a wedding anniversary with my mom and dad together. He's a seaman and as we all know that seaman's work for a year or more going from one place to another, and communication wasn't really that stable even though mobile phones are available due to selected roaming areas and signal problems, even if there is Internet free time wasn't enough to go online, chat, and send email so often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How sad right? but, looking at the bright side i shouldn't be sad for despite all the lack of physical presence he is the father anybody would look and be thankful for, fer he is the father that chose to be sad to make his family happy, chose to work hard, be tired and be weak to give his family their needs and provide for theist future, chose to be far away and alone just to make his family feel more than enough and complete, and lastly chose to be absent in special days just to show his undying love to his wife and kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;A father I would forever be thankful, A father I love and forever will love. To my father: HAPPY FATHER'S DAY Daddy, I miss you and I Love you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-6132659983930613397?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/6132659983930613397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=6132659983930613397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6132659983930613397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6132659983930613397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/06/to-my-father.html' title='To my Father:'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-8413940652774220858</id><published>2010-06-17T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:57:45.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A whisper from up above... :)</title><content type='html'>June 18, 2010 at 11:30 in the morning, CEU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a video of streetworx (a dance group form our college ELAMS) and while people are shouting and encouraging those who are passing by to take up an application form a part of me want to get that application form, fill it up, do the audition, and GOD knows what's next. Since the othe rpart of me is undecided i went on walking. While walking i closed my eyes and to my surprise i heard a voice, GOD'S voice. GOD told me "Chie, you dance, yes you do but you are a better actress than a dancer, you are a better writer than a singer but keep in mind that you are better, much better than before" I smiled and whispered "Thank You LORD, i Love you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; And this is how God's love for me changed my undecided mind and feelings because i finally made up my mind that I will continue acting, participate in dancing, write and serve him..ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-8413940652774220858?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/8413940652774220858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=8413940652774220858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/8413940652774220858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/8413940652774220858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/06/whisper-from-up-above.html' title='A whisper from up above... :)'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-6181996222310421525</id><published>2010-05-20T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:14:39.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"a fairy tale, came true!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fairy tale&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;? What is this all about? A&lt;em&gt;  fantasy&lt;/em&gt;? A&lt;em&gt; love story&lt;/em&gt;? or simply a &lt;em&gt;dream&lt;/em&gt; that  might not come true.. Who among us girls never heard of a Fairy Tale? or  never tried to read one? or even dream to have one? Well, i guess  nobody… All of us have our own little ideas of what fairy tale is.. and  as a girl I admit I once have my own dream but never thought it is  possible to come true..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;** When I was a child I’m fond of reading Fairy tales, listening and  watching love stories and the phrase “&lt;strong&gt;HAPPILY EVER AFTER&lt;/strong&gt;”  until now that I’m already 19 I still love watching romantic movies and  dreaming of having one… When I was still a young girl I once dreamed  that the man I would give my whole heart &amp;amp; love will get my hand,  kiss it, while he confess how much he loves me… But that dream was long  forgotten until yesterday March 30, 2009 around 1:43 am when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;KARL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  the man i love, my boyfriend, the one i consider my life, the one I’ll  grow old with, the one i gave my whole heart &amp;amp; promised to be with until eternity made that dream came back to life and the fairy tale to  come true..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;— He asked for my hand and i gave it to him without hesitation… then,  he kissed it while saying the magic words: “&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/strong&gt;!”,  after that he guided my hand to his chest and told me to feel his  heartbeat… I started to giggle and smile but all of a sudden my smile  turned into tears when I slowly remember my dream, my wish that I once  have… I felt like i’m a child again.. I ended up crying for I never  thought he will do it… So much happiness fills the air, fills my heart,  fills both of us… at that very moment i became the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRINCESS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  and he became the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRINCE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in our own &lt;em&gt;fairy  tale&lt;/em&gt;, our own &lt;em&gt;love story&lt;/em&gt; that will have it’s own “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPILY  EVER AFTER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;“…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;GOD made his own way on letting our hearts be filled with so much  love… GOD made us a blessing for each other… God made me feel how much  he loves me as his daughter by giving me my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRINCE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;in  My own &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fairy tale…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you pillow.. =&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*originally posted: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Monday, March 30th, 2009 at 9:44 pm&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-6181996222310421525?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/6181996222310421525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=6181996222310421525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6181996222310421525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6181996222310421525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/fairy-tale-came-true.html' title='&quot;a fairy tale, came true!&quot;'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-9161675660571524397</id><published>2010-05-20T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:13:18.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"it's still her"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i’m afraid that I might loose youYes it’s true,&lt;br /&gt;I know im just a friend&lt;br /&gt;I know this might end…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But have I ever told you&lt;br /&gt;That every little thing you do,&lt;br /&gt;Brings smile to my face&lt;br /&gt;And felt like your warm embrace…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know you want her&lt;br /&gt;I know you really miss her,&lt;br /&gt;I even know you need her&lt;br /&gt;And you still love her…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I know I can’t be her&lt;br /&gt;And I can never be in her place,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t make you love me&lt;br /&gt;Or even need me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All I want now&lt;br /&gt;Is for you to keep in mind,&lt;br /&gt;That what ever happens&lt;br /&gt;I’ll still be at your side…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*originally posted: &lt;small&gt;Thursday, September 4th, 2008 at 1:08 am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-9161675660571524397?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/9161675660571524397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=9161675660571524397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/9161675660571524397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/9161675660571524397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-still-her.html' title='&quot;it&apos;s still her&quot;'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-3257559311737312846</id><published>2010-05-20T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:12:06.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"desparity &amp; reality"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I once thought that we had the right love at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;But as time passes by I suddenly realized,&lt;br /&gt;That we had the right time but never had the right love&lt;br /&gt;Or even had the right love and right time but never been the right US.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When we are together I felt like this wont last until forever&lt;br /&gt;When he looks at me fantasy turns out to be reality&lt;br /&gt;When I’m at his side disparity fades slowly,&lt;br /&gt;Times stop, heart beat, and love is in the air.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But when reality struck me&lt;br /&gt;I again realized that every little thing&lt;br /&gt;Was just a fantasy&lt;br /&gt;And it can never be a reality.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m desperate for your love,&lt;br /&gt;Desperate for your warm embrace,&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to hear your voice and say I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;And mean it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You owned my heart now&lt;br /&gt;It’s in your hands&lt;br /&gt;But why are you just holding it?&lt;br /&gt;Why are you keeping it you pocket?&lt;br /&gt;Why not put it beside your heart?&lt;br /&gt;Why not let my love for you, be your love for me too?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t know how to end this poem&lt;br /&gt;I don’t even know why I even made this,&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I’m desperately waiting for you love&lt;br /&gt;Or let me say desperately waiting for a fantasy to be a reality..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*originally posted: &lt;small&gt;Thursday, September 4th, 2008 at 1:07 am      &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-3257559311737312846?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/3257559311737312846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=3257559311737312846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/3257559311737312846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/3257559311737312846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/desparity-reality.html' title='&quot;desparity &amp; reality&quot;'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-1642573253151874495</id><published>2010-05-20T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:08:22.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"aishiteru, sayonnara!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm currently sitting on the floor thinking of what are the possible  things that i can write, but almost an hour past and there’s really  nothing that comes in to my mind.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But ei, wait! Why am i weeping? Why are there tears rolling down my  face? I guess it’s because I'm hurt, I'm feeling pain, I'm in agony, I'm  waiting for a long time to settle things for the two of us to talk. i  thought this would help, this talking would help, but I'm wrong it just  made things worst.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At first, i thought we had the right love at the wrong time but then  is it really the right love? or, it’s the right time but never been the  right love? I tried my best to work things out, to patch things up, but  this PRIDE that he has kills and tore everything apart.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why do we have to love a person who can’t love us back? Why do we  have to cry and get hurt? Is it really because we have to learn? Learn  what? Learn to surrender and never stood up again when we stumble and  fall? Until when do we have to hold on? Until when do we have to get  hurt?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes! I am a strong person, but for how long will I be strong? Until  when do I have to hold on? Do I really have to give everything up? But,  what if changes happen? Can i turn back time? I guess I really have to  face the truth and the sad goodbye…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*originally posted: &lt;small&gt;Monday, July 21st, 2008 at 10:40 am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-1642573253151874495?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/1642573253151874495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=1642573253151874495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/1642573253151874495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/1642573253151874495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/aishiteru-sayonnara.html' title='&quot;aishiteru, sayonnara!&quot;'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-6609618911836980714</id><published>2010-05-20T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:06:39.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Forget Him"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget his name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget his face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget his kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;and his warm embrace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget the love that you once  knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;remeber he has someone new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget him when they play  your song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;remember when you cried all  night long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget how close you once  where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;remeber he has chosen her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget how you memorized his  walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget the way he used to  talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget the things he used to  say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;remember he has gone away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget his laugh and his grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget the dimples on his  chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget the way he hold you  tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;remember he’s with her  tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget the time that went so  fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget the love that moved  its past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Forget he said he’d leave you  never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;remember he has gone forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;*originally posted: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;Sunday, June 29th, 2008 at 1:00 am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-6609618911836980714?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/6609618911836980714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=6609618911836980714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6609618911836980714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6609618911836980714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/forget-him.html' title='&quot;Forget Him&quot;'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-6381115447991409149</id><published>2010-05-20T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:04:17.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why &amp; When"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do you have to bring  smile on my face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when now im forwning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why did you promise that  you’ll stay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when now you’re gone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do i have to dream about  you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when im not sleeping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do i have to run,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when i’m lame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do i have to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when my eyes dried up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do i have to shout your  name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when i’m mute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do i have to listen to  our love songs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when im already deaf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do i have to fly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when there are no wings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do i have to write this  down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when i really dont know what  im feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do i have to meet you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;when i know its not the right  time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;Why do everything has to  happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;is it really feelings that  keeps hurting me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;or its the fact that you can  never really be mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;*originally posted: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;Sunday, June 29th, 2008 at 12:52 am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-6381115447991409149?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/6381115447991409149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=6381115447991409149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6381115447991409149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6381115447991409149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/why-when.html' title='&quot;Why &amp; When&quot;'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-2379767892383596641</id><published>2010-05-20T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:03:31.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Why?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve always been so  lonely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve always been  blue,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m giving up slowly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s impossible to be  true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know i started  liking you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes! i know i do,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and as time passes by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im starting to ask  myself, "why?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You atart bringing  smile on my face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in every possible  way,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you make my day  complete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you make my heart  beat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now im walking  down on tha aisle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still asking this  question, "why"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this question that  lingers in my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with answers that are  hard for me to find.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, please answer me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and make me see,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you do like me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or everything is just  a fantasy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*originally posted: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small&gt;Sunday, June 29th, 2008 at 12:22 am&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-2379767892383596641?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/2379767892383596641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=2379767892383596641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/2379767892383596641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/2379767892383596641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/why.html' title='&quot;Why?&quot;'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-4393267657834616644</id><published>2010-05-20T13:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T14:02:23.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oLd stUffs..</title><content type='html'>as i was surfing the net i finally got this urged to open my friendster account which i have abandoned for almost a year or more.. then i saw my previous blogs,, it's funny because all the poems i tried to composed for a guy whom as far as i can remember broke my heart before is there and since i already got over him super over him i'm going to post the poems here and try to add some more.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside form that i found a lot of stuffs there like pictures, edited pictures, videos, old friends conversations and comments.. reminiscing the past is really nice and it's makes me smile or laugh but then we can never really deny the fact that there are also a lot of bad and sad times that we will reminisce from our past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well,, so much for the talking..&lt;br /&gt;(it's 5 am and i'm still up)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-4393267657834616644?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/4393267657834616644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=4393267657834616644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/4393267657834616644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/4393267657834616644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-stuffs.html' title='oLd stUffs..'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-4543393066899925242</id><published>2010-05-13T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T10:23:26.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>한국어 배우기 (Learning Korean)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;font-size:100%;" &gt;      Ok! #$&amp;amp;%* first things first what is a Korean alphabet? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hangeul or Hangul&lt;/span&gt; is what Koreans called those alphabets.  Chinese writing is known in Korea for 2,000 years but by 5th century of AD Koreans started to write using the so called Classical Chinese and later revised it to there own alphabet now known as&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Hangeul / Hangul&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;         Most Americans or foreign people think that Korean has thousands of characters like Chinese, but it actually has a very simple and logical alphabet. The alphabet was &lt;i&gt;invented&lt;/i&gt; in 1443 during  the reign of the Great King Sejong. There are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basic consonants&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;basic vowels&lt;/span&gt;. Letters that have similar sounds also have similar shapes, so it  is easy to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem (문제|) : --&gt;&gt; Ok so much for the information it's just that i got very interested in learning, writing and hopefully reading and speaking Korean Language but the problem is i am really having a  hard time because am more familiarized with Japanese and now it's all mixed-up..  So,, i thinking on mastering both languages but it can not be possible if i'll do it at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solution (해결) : --&gt;&gt; I searched guides on writing Hangeul on the net copied it, printed it out and try to read and read and read.. after reading i started to write down sample words analyze and study it and after 2 days i started writing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          What's the sense on all of this? Well, i just wanted to say and share that learning something and different is hard really but if your in to it and there's passion nothing is impossible. Like me, i know how to read and write basic Hangeul i can even speak basic Korean Language all i need to do is practice until everything is mastered.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Don't stop when you feel like giving up, because that is the best time to try and try until you achieve it" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"때, 그 때문에 가장 좋은 시간이 시도하고 당신이 그것을 달성할 때까지 포기하려고하면 기분이 멈추지 마라")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-4543393066899925242?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/4543393066899925242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=4543393066899925242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/4543393066899925242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/4543393066899925242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/learning-korean.html' title='한국어 배우기 (Learning Korean)'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-7979641370311451740</id><published>2010-05-12T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T03:05:09.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been 6 months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p84B_NKoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Xd_MJSA3CAA/s1600/DSC04570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p84B_NKoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Xd_MJSA3CAA/s200/DSC04570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470321999442946690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p83jMp-WI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mVCOYIX0WiY/s1600/DSC04564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p83jMp-WI/AAAAAAAAAGI/mVCOYIX0WiY/s200/DSC04564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470321991177861474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p83N3rjmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Y3i64e1F0zw/s1600/IMG_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p83N3rjmI/AAAAAAAAAGA/Y3i64e1F0zw/s200/IMG_0245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470321985452740194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p82YIZPJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u7W3y-jqKg0/s1600/DSC04452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p82YIZPJI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u7W3y-jqKg0/s200/DSC04452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470321971027328146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p81xvdYCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OohYN5moYVI/s1600/DSC04569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p81xvdYCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/OohYN5moYVI/s200/DSC04569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470321960722194466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my! it's been 6 months since the last time i posted something on my blog..  well,, i don't really have anything to post for now.. i will just post some pictures that i took the past months and this pictures are the pics that i love the most..ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-7979641370311451740?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/7979641370311451740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=7979641370311451740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/7979641370311451740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/7979641370311451740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-been-6-months.html' title='it&apos;s been 6 months!'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/S-p84B_NKoI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Xd_MJSA3CAA/s72-c/DSC04570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-4997123248480045168</id><published>2009-09-01T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:52:05.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contented'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changed'/><title type='text'>Changed and contented.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;                                                                                &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/TU1i38-9kDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fRYvoncZ3OU/s1600/Image0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/TU1i38-9kDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fRYvoncZ3OU/s200/Image0131.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570217027529707570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                               &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/Sp1H9xN9tWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/woW660tpRrI/s1600-h/IMG_0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/Sp1H9xN9tWI/AAAAAAAAAE4/woW660tpRrI/s200/IMG_0576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376532656659740002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/Sp1HB96jkVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JKfQ8IfNhfU/s1600-h/IMG_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/Sp1HB96jkVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JKfQ8IfNhfU/s200/IMG_0573.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376531629275844946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Life is so unfair!" ---&gt; A line I said for about a hundred times the past weeks. Why? Simply because I thought all this time life is really being unfair to me. It is, but it thought me a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The past weeks I've been away, been skipping school, going from one place to another, wasting money for nothing, doing all the things that I want, being with the people that i felt comfortable with. And a very big question was thrown to me by a lot of people. WHY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why are you doing all those things? does it benefit you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My answer, yes and no.. YES, it is because i made a lot of realizations and NO because it made my life worst for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My boyfriend (KARL) broke up with me last Aug. 1, 2009 [a very long story.. might be published next time.. :)]with a very unreasonable reason. I seemed to accept it, but as the days pass i never felt the same happiness that I had when he was still mine. I felt like I lost my everything. Got tired w/ everything and ended up being a waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then, i met a specific guy. (not to be named.. hahah!) He made me feel that life wasn't really that unfair. He made me realize that things doesn't end up after the break up. He even told me that life is just starting. He made me feel the happiness that i should feel even w/o him, the &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;contentments,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt; a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fter about one or two weeks I made a reflection and after a few days, I realized that what he told me is true. Life is just starting. I change.. For the betterment of my life. And I'm very proud to say that I'm CONTENTED w/ what I have now for this is what God gave me. A life where i can choose between right and wrong, what to do and what not t..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I admit I made a lot of mistakes recently, i need to fill a lot of gaps, i need to do a lot of things to make up with things. But, one thing I know for sure, I'm living my life now not for anybody but for me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1396268051936407928-4997123248480045168?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/4997123248480045168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=4997123248480045168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/4997123248480045168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/4997123248480045168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2009/09/changed-and-contented.html' title='Changed and contented.. :)'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/TU1i38-9kDI/AAAAAAAAAH4/fRYvoncZ3OU/s72-c/Image0131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-2322733345596229224</id><published>2009-09-01T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T06:25:28.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When your happy don't bother to analyze why.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/Sp1A7jjcKwI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/PX3xU7dJ2QI/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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I wonder why? So, i sent a message asking why? she called again and told me a very unexpected news. "Darating na si Dad, nagtext kaninang 3." mom said. A sudden rush run through my veins, and told myself "Yes! Finally the missing puzzle piece is coming home again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well, i know you guys are wondering why do I consider my dad as a missing puzzle pieces, it's simply because for 19 years I never really experienced celebrating a special occasion with a complete family members. You know, the usual mom, dad, brother, sister, baby can never be applied to my history. My dad is a seaman and as we all know a seaman needs to go to different places and leave their family behind. And, I'm one of the family that's left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I know that he's doing it for us, for our future, for our own good. It's just I can't fully understand why can't he be with us on special occasion even once. I know I'm still lucky because there are a lot of teens out there who never met their father, I'm just being emotional. I can't help my self but cry when I hear songs that my dad sings, when i see a complete family going out together for dinner or simply to spend time with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At around 11pm my dad arrived. I went teary eyed when I saw him and when i saw my family walking at the parking lot. My dad holding hands with my mom, my brother pushing my dad's baggage at the cart, my two little sisters running and teasing each other, and me looking at them smiling. At that very moment i told myself "I never experienced celebrating a special occasion with a complete family but I'm thankful that my family is complete."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God really is full of suprises.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/1396268051936407928-2185829909765817947?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/2185829909765817947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=2185829909765817947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/2185829909765817947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/2185829909765817947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2009/08/missing-puzzle-piece.html' title='The missing puzzle piece...'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-8544083411703613058</id><published>2009-07-29T05:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:42:08.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A week w/ Mother Nature.. ;) (pics)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKMtbgynI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4WXr9vAxHIk/s1600-h/DSC00479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKMtbgynI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4WXr9vAxHIk/s320/DSC00479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364642794598091378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKMGx4xmI/AAAAAAAAABw/shljFs7W11g/s1600-h/DSC00473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKMGx4xmI/AAAAAAAAABw/shljFs7W11g/s320/DSC00473.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364642784222955106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKLzo8zWI/AAAAAAAAABo/u14jbYf6lOY/s1600-h/DSC00441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKLzo8zWI/AAAAAAAAABo/u14jbYf6lOY/s320/DSC00441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364642779085196642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKLo2ArBI/AAAAAAAAABg/TVMLB0EX8sw/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKLo2ArBI/AAAAAAAAABg/TVMLB0EX8sw/s320/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364642776187186194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;&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;more pictures @ my facebook account tkdjinn09@yahoo.com... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKLRELq3I/AAAAAAAAABY/9w3AhVVKsI0/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKLRELq3I/AAAAAAAAABY/9w3AhVVKsI0/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364642769804176242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-8544083411703613058?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/8544083411703613058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=8544083411703613058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/8544083411703613058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/8544083411703613058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-w-mother-nature-pics.html' title='A week w/ Mother Nature.. ;) (pics)'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d3eoY3dO2Oo/SnMKMtbgynI/AAAAAAAAAB4/4WXr9vAxHIk/s72-c/DSC00479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-369765860763484939</id><published>2009-07-29T05:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T07:02:28.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A week w/ Mother Nature.. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;Well, I have been to BICOL last July 18, 2009 by a plane..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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: 13px; "&gt;I arrived at my grandparents house at around 9 in the morning.. I took a rest for about an hour or two and went off strolling to different places that served as a spot in Bicol that should be visited. And, while having this strolling thing my love for mother nature made me enjoy my vacation more. I first went sight seeing to different places mostly are hills and mountains. Then, i went looking for different trees, fruits, animals, plants, flowers, and even rode a horse, for experience and for a change. HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The first spot that my cousin (ate sarah, who became my tour guide) and I went to is what they called Kawa-Kawa (kawali), it is called kawa-kawa because the shape of it is like a frying pan. The place might sound simple but it's a big NO! Trust me.. You have to walk for almost one and a half hour to reach the top of the mountain, tiring right? :) But, wait there's more. Hahaha! Once you reach the top you will surely say every sweat is worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;One of the most distinct sight in Kawa-Kawa is the 14 stations of the cross. The pineapple plantation where you can harvest your own for 15 pesos each. And, once your on the top you will see a mini camp site and training grounds for boy scouts where you can run, play, and do horseback riding for only 10 pesos.  Affordable eh?  There are also a lot of nipa huts that sereves as your resting grounds when you got all tired and short of breath while reaching the top. Oh, and one more thing there are a lot of trees and different flowers and plants too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The trip to Kawa-Kawa was surely very tiring for it took us around 3 or more hours to go up the top and down but i assure you it is reallya  very satisfying trip. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hope you guys can be with me the next time i visit that place. =)&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/1396268051936407928-369765860763484939?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/369765860763484939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=369765860763484939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/369765860763484939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/369765860763484939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-w-mother-nature.html' title='A week w/ Mother Nature.. ;)'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-2631014062220504522</id><published>2009-07-28T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T07:03:53.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiences.. Learnings.. FUN! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am  a student journalist. And, i'm proud to be one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes! You have read it right. The past days are one of the most memorable and meaning ful days for me for i have spent it interviewing a few famous people. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I never thought it would be this hard. Well, our class is required to make are own write-ups, news write-ups actually as part of a requirement for prelims on one of our major subjects. We actually need to make 3 news articles (first hand), 3 articles by news writers (cut outs), and an interview with a news writer. Sounds easy right? But, trust me it's not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have to go form one place to another to have a good news, the worst part is you have to go from one place to another by commuting. Toxic right? Although it is also fun for there are a lot of places that i have been to for the first time. And the most important thing of all I LEARNED a lot from the different people we met.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There experiences, messages, the things they are telling us, the things they shared are the things that helped me learn and helped me realize things. The things we do are hard yet fullfilling for there are a lot of things that can be learned not just by the book but by the poeple around you and by the experiences you have.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm looking forward for more... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-2631014062220504522?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/2631014062220504522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=2631014062220504522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/2631014062220504522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/2631014062220504522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2009/07/experiences-learnings-fun.html' title='Experiences.. Learnings.. FUN! :)'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1396268051936407928.post-6774059625039773137</id><published>2009-07-28T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:15:34.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy tale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happily ever after'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A Fairy Tale... came true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'century gothic'; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fairy tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;? What is this all about? A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;fantasy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;? A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;love story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;? or simply a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; that might not come true.. Who among us girls never heard of a Fairy Tale? or never tried to read one? or even dream to have one? Well, i guess nobody... All of us have our own little ideas of what fairy tale is.. and as a girl I admit I once have my own dream but never thought it is possible to come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;** When I was a child I'm fond of reading Fairy tales, listening and watching love stories and the phrase "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPILY EVER AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;" until now that I'm already 19 I still love watching romantic movies and dreaming of having one... When I was still a young girl I once dreamed that the man I would give my whole heart &amp;amp; love will get my hand, kiss it, while he confess how much he loves me... But that dream was long forgotten until yesterday March 30, 2009 around 1:43 am when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;KARL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; the man i love, my boyfriend, the one i consider my life, the one I'll grow old with, the one i gave my whole heart &amp;amp; promised to be with until eternity made that dream came back to life and the fairy tale to come true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;--- He asked for my hand and i gave it to him without hesitation... then, he kissed it while saying the magic words: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;!", after that he guided my hand to his chest and told me to feel his heartbeat... I started to giggle and smile but all of a sudden my smile turned into tears when I slowly remember my dream, my wish that I once have... I felt like I'm a child again.. I ended up crying for I never thought he will do it... So much happiness fills the air, fills my heart, fills both of us... at that very moment i became the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;PRINCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; and he became the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;PRINCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; in our own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;fairy tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;, our own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="background-color: rgb(153, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;love story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt; that will have it's own "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;HAPPILY EVER AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;GOD made his own way on letting our hearts be filled with so much love... GOD made us a blessing for each other... God made me feel how much he loves me as his daughter by giving me my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;PRINCE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;in my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;fairy tale...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;i love you pillow.. =&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1396268051936407928-6774059625039773137?l=purplelove-chie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/feeds/6774059625039773137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1396268051936407928&amp;postID=6774059625039773137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6774059625039773137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1396268051936407928/posts/default/6774059625039773137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purplelove-chie.blogspot.com/2009/07/fairy-tale-came-true.html' title='A Fairy Tale... came true!'/><author><name>Chii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16267366194447904905</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SetPKWZp4p0/TzYAsAtnDtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/h73tHoUDwbA/s220/IMG_1123.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
