<?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-4597251932725261223</id><updated>2011-11-28T05:06:06.519-08:00</updated><category term='drama'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='jpop'/><category term='kalokohan'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='notice'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='philosophies'/><category term='views'/><category term='sweet'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='weird'/><category term='kpop'/><category term='myself'/><category term='my life'/><category term='review'/><category term='parts'/><category term='poems'/><title type='text'>// Blabberings</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is what we make it. 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Feel free to soar! :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7649701492338209147</id><published>2011-10-29T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:47:54.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just like Romeo and Juliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;*Read it once* :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Baby, we need to talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Ricardo, what do u mean?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Something has come up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: What? What's wrong? Is it bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: I don't want to hurt you, baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: *Thinks* Oh my God, I hope he doesn't break up with me... I love him so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Baby, are you there??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Yeah, I'm here. What is so important??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: I'm not sure if I should say it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Well, you already brought it up, so please just tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: I'm leaving...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Baby, what are u talking about?? I don't want you to leave me, I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Not like that, I mean I'm moving far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Why? All of your famliy lives over here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Well, my father is sending me away to a boarding school far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: I can't believe this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[FATHER: (Picks up the other phone, interrupts &amp;amp; yells furiously&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ERICA!, what did I tell you about talking to boys?!!!... Get off the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;damn phone!! (And hangs up).]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Wow, your father sounds really mad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: You know how he gets, but anyways, I dont want you to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Would you run away with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Baby, you know I would, I would do anything for you, but I can't... You don't know what would happen if I did. My dad would kill me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: *Sad* It's okay.. I understand, I guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: *Thinking*I can't believe what's going on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: I need to give you something tonight, because I am leaving on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;flight 1-80 in the morning, so I need to see you now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Okay, I will sneak out &amp;amp; meet you at the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Okay, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;her a note.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Here you go, this is for you. I gotta go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: *Tear* (Begins to cry.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boy: Baby, dont cry, you know I love you... But I have to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Okay (Begins to walk away.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[They both go back home. And Erica begins to read the letter he gave her]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It says...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Erica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You probably already know that I'm leaving, I knew this would be better if I wrote a letter explaining the truth about how much I care about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The truth is, is that I never loved you, I hated you so much, you are my b**** and dont you ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, and be around you. You really have no clue how much I hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now that I'm leaving I thought you should know that I hate you, b****. You never did the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;right thing, and you were never there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didnt think I could hate someone as much as I hate you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I never want to see you, for the rest of my life, I will never miss kissing you like before, I never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and that's a promise. You never had my love, and I want you to remember that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;B****, you keep this letter because this may be the last thing you have from me. F***, I hate you so much. I will not talk to you soon bitch... Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Ricardo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[ Erica begins to cry, she throws the paper in tha garbage &amp;amp; crys for hours ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely. Then she gets a phone call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friend: How are you feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: I just cant believe this happened.. I thought he loved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friend: Oh, about that. Ricardo left me a message. A few days ago. He told me to tell you to look in your jacket pocket or something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Umm.. okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[She finds a piece of paper in the jacket,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Baby I hope you find this before you read my letter. I knew your dad might read it, so I switched a few words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hate = Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Never = Always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;B**** = Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will not= will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...I hope you didn't take that seriously because I love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats why I wanted you to run away with me... -Ricardo"]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: Oh my God! It's a letter.. Ricardo does love me!!, he must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I can't believe how stupid I am!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friend: lol Okay but I g2g... Call me later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Girl: *happy*okay, bye, I'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Erica turns the T.V. on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for survivors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80... it was on its way to an all boys boarding school." the Reporter says.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She turns off the t.v. 3 days later, she kills herself, because of the fact that Ricardo was dead &amp;amp; she had nothing to live for]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A day after that the phone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo, he called to leave a message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Its Ricardo, I guess you're not home so, I called to let you know that I'm alive, I missed my flight because I had to see you one last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I hope your not worried. I am staying for good……!! :'(&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/4597251932725261223-7649701492338209147?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7649701492338209147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7649701492338209147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7649701492338209147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7649701492338209147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/just-like-romeo-and-juliet.html' title='Just like Romeo and Juliet'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8748847729222478340</id><published>2011-10-29T22:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:15:58.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>44 Ways to Make a Girl Happy</title><content type='html'>Ladies, this will make you tear up :)&lt;br /&gt;Fellas, read all of it:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Touch her waist.&lt;br /&gt;2-Talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;3-Share secrets.&lt;br /&gt;4-Give her your jacket.&lt;br /&gt;5-Kiss her slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you remembering this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6-Hug her.&lt;br /&gt;7-Hold her.&lt;br /&gt;8-Laugh with her.&lt;br /&gt;9-Invite her somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;10-Let her be with you when you're with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11-Smile with her.&lt;br /&gt;12-Take pics with her.&lt;br /&gt;13-Pull her onto your lap.&lt;br /&gt;14-When she says she loves you more, deny it. fight back.&lt;br /&gt;15-When her friends say i love her more than you, deny it; fight back and hug her tight so she can't get to her friends. It makes her feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking about someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16-Always hug her and say, "I love you," whenever you see her.&lt;br /&gt;17-Kiss her unexpectedly&lt;br /&gt;18-HUG HER FROM BEHIND AROUND THE WAIST&lt;br /&gt;19-Tell her shes beautiful- NOT SEXY! She wants to feel pretty- not skanky&lt;br /&gt;20-Tell her the way you feel about her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and on that last one... you need to show her you mean it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21-Open doors for her, walk her to her car- it makes her feel protected, plus it never hurts to act like a gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;22-Tell her she means everything to you, but MEAN IT.&lt;br /&gt;23-If it seems like there is something wrong, ask her- if she denies something being wrong, it means she doesn't want to talk about it, so just hug her.&lt;br /&gt;24-Make her feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;25-Kiss her in front of other girls you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might deny it but we actually LIKE it and WANT you to tickle us-we love to flirt ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26-Don't lie to her.&lt;br /&gt;27-Dont cheat on her.&lt;br /&gt;28-Take her anywhere she wants.&lt;br /&gt;29-Txt messege or call her in the morning and tell her have a good day at school, and how much you miss her.&lt;br /&gt;30-Be there for her whenever she needs you, and even when she doesn't need you, just be there so she'll know that she can always count on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you still reading this? You better be- it's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Hold her close when she's cold so she can hold you too.&lt;br /&gt;32. When you are alone, hold her close and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;33. Kiss her on the cheek (it will give her the hint that you want to kiss her).&lt;br /&gt;34. While in the movie, put your arm around her and then she will automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt her chin up and kiss her lightly.&lt;br /&gt;35. Dont ever tell her to leave even jokingly or act like you're mad. If she's upset, comfort her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this next time you are with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. When people diss her, stand up for her.&lt;br /&gt;37. Look deep into her eyes and tell her you love her.&lt;br /&gt;38. Lay down under the stars and put her head on your chest so she can listen to the steady beat of your heart, Link your fingers together while you whisper to her as she rests her eyes and listens to you.&lt;br /&gt;39. When walking next to each other grab her hand.&lt;br /&gt;40. When you hug her hold her in your arms as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE SURE SHE KNOWS SHE'S LOVED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Call her at night to wish her sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;42. Comfort her when she cries and wipe away her tears.&lt;br /&gt;43. Take her for long walks at night.&lt;br /&gt;44. Always remind her how much you love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know when she needs just a little more love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8748847729222478340?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8748847729222478340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8748847729222478340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8748847729222478340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8748847729222478340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/44-ways-to-make-girl-happy.html' title='44 Ways to Make a Girl Happy'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6012907483215544355</id><published>2011-10-28T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:10:43.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Picture Messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDiOMSYrTlw/Tqk_tFCTEDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0nFbWQW7gU8/s1600/311649_252245068143724_215869685114596_830967_5517356_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDiOMSYrTlw/Tqk_tFCTEDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0nFbWQW7gU8/s640/311649_252245068143724_215869685114596_830967_5517356_n.jpg" width="587" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9mFLRl9f_I/Tqk_twWPkBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/s09ucQphauk/s1600/312699_259569540744610_215869685114596_856585_328213417_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v9mFLRl9f_I/Tqk_twWPkBI/AAAAAAAAAsg/s09ucQphauk/s640/312699_259569540744610_215869685114596_856585_328213417_n.jpg" width="555" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qaugfUJT3ZE/Tqk_v2EBB-I/AAAAAAAAAso/z5-s0SO6-ts/s1600/319629_263293157038915_215869685114596_870146_2128784576_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qaugfUJT3ZE/Tqk_v2EBB-I/AAAAAAAAAso/z5-s0SO6-ts/s640/319629_263293157038915_215869685114596_870146_2128784576_n.jpg" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really so awesome. That's so sweet. :"&amp;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/4597251932725261223-6012907483215544355?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6012907483215544355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6012907483215544355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6012907483215544355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6012907483215544355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/cute-picture-messages.html' title='Cute Picture Messages'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDiOMSYrTlw/Tqk_tFCTEDI/AAAAAAAAAsY/0nFbWQW7gU8/s72-c/311649_252245068143724_215869685114596_830967_5517356_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2822817024026301046</id><published>2011-10-27T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T04:18:42.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Messages</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cIz_-myLQWY/Tqk7yh4WsMI/AAAAAAAAAr4/4fHmoRbQ_TY/s1600/226007_236389663062598_215869685114596_777147_7770283_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="119" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cIz_-myLQWY/Tqk7yh4WsMI/AAAAAAAAAr4/4fHmoRbQ_TY/s320/226007_236389663062598_215869685114596_777147_7770283_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it'd be nice. I wonder if you feel the same way too. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOw9LfZKq0g/Tqk7zQjLQtI/AAAAAAAAAr8/AT6ZFEGcpSM/s1600/251633_234851759883055_215869685114596_770846_3535825_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vOw9LfZKq0g/Tqk7zQjLQtI/AAAAAAAAAr8/AT6ZFEGcpSM/s1600/251633_234851759883055_215869685114596_770846_3535825_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just simply sweet. :"&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ew08Ye6828/Tqk95G7pSQI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/DaqAjO-RFJM/s1600/307924_263243233710574_215869685114596_870022_1816403200_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ew08Ye6828/Tqk95G7pSQI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/DaqAjO-RFJM/s640/307924_263243233710574_215869685114596_870022_1816403200_n.jpg" width="418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This never happened to me, and worse, it is impossible to happen. Haha. I can't even imagine it. But anyway, this is really really, really sweet. :"&amp;gt; :"&amp;gt; :"&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/4597251932725261223-2822817024026301046?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2822817024026301046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2822817024026301046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2822817024026301046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2822817024026301046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/sweet-messages.html' title='Sweet Messages'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cIz_-myLQWY/Tqk7yh4WsMI/AAAAAAAAAr4/4fHmoRbQ_TY/s72-c/226007_236389663062598_215869685114596_777147_7770283_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5731434307186061123</id><published>2011-10-27T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T01:22:40.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell hard to be a girlfriend for the first time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GehgqeXhPw/TqkUoar_z8I/AAAAAAAAArw/eCAB_e_XmoQ/s1600/sad-girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GehgqeXhPw/TqkUoar_z8I/AAAAAAAAArw/eCAB_e_XmoQ/s320/sad-girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's hell hard to be a girlfriend for the first time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard enough when you don't know what to do, when you're just so insane, acting through your heart, not even thinking, just saying all that you feel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing all crazy things to make your partner happy, when in the end just making him angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showing off your talents, like writing poems, singing , and etcetera just to hear a praise or a compliment by your lover and since you want him to know that he's lucky for having you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to be beautiful, like applying make-up, when it isn't really your style, but for the sake of your partner, cause you don't want him to be embarrassed when walking with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help feeling like a big pain in the ass when you can't help him with his problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gathering all the courage in the air, to make him laugh and comfort him during his downfalls, but in the end, it isn't even a bit working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asking him to hang out with you which means swallowing your pride and asking him for a date just to strengthen the bonds between the two of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not attending the events I really wanted to go to just for him, yea, even if it's your most awaited-event since childhood. you won't attend it, cause you want to see him, and you want to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the boys who loves you, and saying how handsome some other man is when he's really not, just to make him jealous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be angry, cause whatever happens, the one who ends up angry is only him and cause he can just stop talking to you in a month or so, but unfortunately you can't bear not to talk to him in a month or so, ending up retreating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing him, always saying sorry, cause too afraid that you might lose him which means you'll experience break-up for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being too attached with his family, loving his mother like your own, caring for them like your own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hell yeah, gathering all the courage and energy for saying I love you and I miss you &lt;b&gt;every time&lt;/b&gt;, and each time you tell it you mean it, but you can feel through his eyes and voice that he's been tired of hearing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me what the fuck is wrong. So is it because I'm too exaggerated upon loving you? Oh well sorry, the next time you know, I'll be too cold towards you. I know I've been too conceited. I know I'm acting beyond the boundaries. I claim that it's always me that is at pain, because of you. I know I'm wrong for that. Wrong for claiming that it's always me, wrong for shouting it to the whole world through facebook and twitter. Who knows maybe you're also in pain. Who knows maybe all the pain you feel is stuck and building up inside you,  cause you won't tell anyone, cause you don't want them to get the idea that I'm bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm an insensitive, bad-ass girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I always shout to the world how much you have hurt me. Sorry but I don't want to die in a heart disease for keeping the pain and leave it building up nw inside cause who knows maybe it'll explode one day, which means a heart attack, so damn it but sorry I don't want to die early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, guys and men of the world, I know what you're thinking. That's just complains right? Come on, don't we have the right to complain? Tch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5731434307186061123?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5731434307186061123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5731434307186061123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5731434307186061123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5731434307186061123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/hell-hard-to-be-girlfriend-for-first.html' title='Hell hard to be a girlfriend for the first time.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3GehgqeXhPw/TqkUoar_z8I/AAAAAAAAArw/eCAB_e_XmoQ/s72-c/sad-girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6205941966970923338</id><published>2011-10-26T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:05:38.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love doesn't ONLY means happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cv2uqZ6MAFY/Tqjmd8fMxWI/AAAAAAAAArk/nlhF38fQzys/s1600/hair-transplant-pain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" width="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cv2uqZ6MAFY/Tqjmd8fMxWI/AAAAAAAAArk/nlhF38fQzys/s320/hair-transplant-pain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn't ONLY means happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needle-like things piercing through my heart,&lt;br /&gt;enough for separating my body and soul apart.&lt;br /&gt;you know what it means when its life and death&lt;br /&gt;slowly, gradually, rapidly taking away my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this what you call pain or is it some other feeling&lt;br /&gt;in crowd you smile as if the ache is not even hurting&lt;br /&gt;smiling, laughing, wishing someone would save you&lt;br /&gt;inside the cage, crying, shouting, someone would free you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is the key to eternal happiness&lt;br /&gt;does it even exist in this darkness&lt;br /&gt;loving someone wouldn't mean happiness&lt;br /&gt;it also means being trapped in darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6205941966970923338?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6205941966970923338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6205941966970923338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6205941966970923338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6205941966970923338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-doesnt-only-means-happiness.html' title='Love doesn&apos;t ONLY means happiness'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cv2uqZ6MAFY/Tqjmd8fMxWI/AAAAAAAAArk/nlhF38fQzys/s72-c/hair-transplant-pain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-9021114911959249492</id><published>2011-10-25T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:47:37.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXPe9YKXfqs/TqeCqsnx2YI/AAAAAAAAArY/Drnb4SnbRtA/s1600/for_the_love_of_money_web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXPe9YKXfqs/TqeCqsnx2YI/AAAAAAAAArY/Drnb4SnbRtA/s320/for_the_love_of_money_web.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Title&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty body walking dead&lt;br /&gt;all the tears she shed&lt;br /&gt;for him it's nothing&lt;br /&gt;for her it's everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving him yourself in a hundred percent&lt;br /&gt;being loved by him is zero percent&lt;br /&gt;when is it fair, when is it mutual&lt;br /&gt;happy, sad, pain, what an endless cycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just how lucky are some to find their someone&lt;br /&gt;who would answer their heart's call&lt;br /&gt;just how miserable she is with her only one&lt;br /&gt;who would never be his one and only at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only our hearts can be taught&lt;br /&gt;if only happiness could be bought&lt;br /&gt;money would just be everything&lt;br /&gt;no need for love coz its nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ren&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-9021114911959249492?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/9021114911959249492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=9021114911959249492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/9021114911959249492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/9021114911959249492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/poem.html' title='A poem'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXPe9YKXfqs/TqeCqsnx2YI/AAAAAAAAArY/Drnb4SnbRtA/s72-c/for_the_love_of_money_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6086865935480513946</id><published>2011-10-25T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:23:36.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow i want to go to the beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaKg7IBMCPo/TqbTpuUbIVI/AAAAAAAAArM/YgHwn36omWA/s1600/Sunset-Beach-Wallpaper-Murals-Sunset-Photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaKg7IBMCPo/TqbTpuUbIVI/AAAAAAAAArM/YgHwn36omWA/s400/Sunset-Beach-Wallpaper-Murals-Sunset-Photo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tomorrow I want to go to the Beach&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i want to go to the beach&lt;br /&gt;want to watch the waves of the sea&lt;br /&gt;to witness the rise and set of the sun&lt;br /&gt;and feel the flow of energy within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my, isn't it a lovely feeling&lt;br /&gt;peaceful and calm wind breezing&lt;br /&gt;telling you life is a paradise&lt;br /&gt;wherein reality is full of lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fool are we trying to explore&lt;br /&gt;something we couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;imaginations upon beyond seashore&lt;br /&gt;remains imaginations even after death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;endless rebellion inside us&lt;br /&gt;war within ourselves&lt;br /&gt;weak and fragile like glass&lt;br /&gt;couldn't resist harshness of fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i want to go to the beach&lt;br /&gt;continue living in illusions&lt;br /&gt;believing beyond is what i imagine it to be&lt;br /&gt;and so achieve happiness through imaginations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ren &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6086865935480513946?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6086865935480513946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6086865935480513946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6086865935480513946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6086865935480513946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/tomorrow-i-want-to-go-to-beach.html' title='tomorrow i want to go to the beach'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DaKg7IBMCPo/TqbTpuUbIVI/AAAAAAAAArM/YgHwn36omWA/s72-c/Sunset-Beach-Wallpaper-Murals-Sunset-Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7293131231631871027</id><published>2011-10-25T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T06:00:40.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuGKhXnSJe8/TqaxsE-V89I/AAAAAAAAAqE/UjXPRvKNmQw/s1600/5-my-life11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuGKhXnSJe8/TqaxsE-V89I/AAAAAAAAAqE/UjXPRvKNmQw/s320/5-my-life11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many changes in my life since I migrated here in Philippines. It's inevitable but why so sudden and rapid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Bx229_D__w/Tqaxzkj7vCI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/OI7PubuX69Y/s1600/200px-Seal_of_the_University_of_Santo_Tomas.svg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Bx229_D__w/Tqaxzkj7vCI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/OI7PubuX69Y/s320/200px-Seal_of_the_University_of_Santo_Tomas.svg.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm currently studying in University of Santo Thomas, 1st Year Legal Management Student in the Faculty of Arts and Letters, and this is all for my ambition to become a lawyer. Rather than just a dream, I'm walking forward and surpassing all trials to attain it, I think? I honestly admit I'm not doing my best or rather I never had done my best. Elementary or High School, and nothing changes even now that I'm in college. I'm grade conscious and all but it feels like I can't give it my all. I don't know why but I'm not really studying, yet my grades are still good. I am not bragging but rather I'm guilty. I do not deserve these grades, that's what I honestly feel. Coming home from school, I rarely open my books and do my assignments, I just read manga, watch anime and dramas, and facebook all the time. I feel like I'm cheating. Honestly. Oh well, that's for my academic life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the other hand, I became a loner. Not exactly alone, I do have friends and all, but I don't feel them. I'm stuck with my old friends whom I all met in my former hometown, Jeddah Saudi Arabia. There's no bond at all at right now. I still feel alone. I feel unwanted. It's like no one understands me. I wonder if there's such thing as a barrier that hinders me from being understood by others. Well, total opposite in the online world. I do have many friends. Many adores me, many admires me, many tries to steal my heart, but it isn't enough. That's why I deactivated my account which gave me those feelings. I'd rather invest time and effort on making friends here in the real world. But I guess it isn't just for me, having best friends that is. Oh well, that's for my social life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Boyfriend eh? All-in-one man. He's my best friend, my boyfriend, my soon-to-be-husband. The only reason why I still have my sanity here in this country is because of him. But really, problems would never stop coming. My relationship is DAMN forbidden. I hate that part really. And so moving on, imagine living in a country where neither your parents or siblings are. How lonely, since I grew up with them. Imagine living in a house where even if the persons living there are your own&amp;nbsp; family are all depressed. No comes a day where there no lectures or sermons or no one is angry. It's very different from the environment I used to live in. I was never confronted with the harshness of life and money till I lived here. I rarely felt the problems, like life is problematic and such. I lived in a half-paradise before, but I dare say, I live in a half-hell environment now. Oh well, that's my love and family life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My blog life, I am rarely posting, but I'm trying my best to post again and again. I miss writing poems, composing songs and all, maybe I should write one. Later, I will. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's it for now. :&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Good Day everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the wrong grammars and all, I'm drunk T_T&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/4597251932725261223-7293131231631871027?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7293131231631871027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7293131231631871027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7293131231631871027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7293131231631871027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/changes.html' title='Changes.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LuGKhXnSJe8/TqaxsE-V89I/AAAAAAAAAqE/UjXPRvKNmQw/s72-c/5-my-life11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5136289319047775755</id><published>2011-10-24T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T02:27:27.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jpop Festival Kick - Off Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHtc1KFkUnA/TqUt2yTpynI/AAAAAAAAAp4/EPYVAXpWgJk/s1600/305422_168610836556875_150764378341521_345227_52040865_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHtc1KFkUnA/TqUt2yTpynI/AAAAAAAAAp4/EPYVAXpWgJk/s640/305422_168610836556875_150764378341521_345227_52040865_n.jpg" width="441" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Due to unseen circumstances, we are moving J-POP Festival on the second week of January 2012 at SMX Convention Center. We would like to express our sincerest apology for whatever inconvenience that we may have caused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, we will hold a Kick-Off Party as a warm up for the biggest J-POP Festival to happen on 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;J-POP Festival 'Kick-Off Party!' will happen on November 13, 2011 in Cinema 10, SM Megamall. The event will start from 1pm and will end at 6pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;J-POP Festival 'Kick-Off Party!' will surely be filled to the brim with exciting activities such as: Gyudon Eating Contest, J-POP Singing Contest, J-POP Dance Contest, Vocaloid Cosplay Contest, and a whole lot more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plus will be giving away lots and lots of kawaii goodies! Anime contact lenses, movie passes, J-POP albums and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;TIME FOR J-POP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Note: J-POP Festival 'Kick-Off Party' is going to be a debut event of JAPANICE Productions in cooperation with KFest Manila Events Management.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Entrance Fee: P85&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally excited, I'll be like 10 AM there. Goodness, I will surely attend this. I even want to join the Gyudon Eating Contest, but I dunno how. T_T anyways, this is so coool ! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5136289319047775755?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5136289319047775755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5136289319047775755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5136289319047775755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5136289319047775755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/jpop-festival-kick-off-party.html' title='Jpop Festival Kick - Off Party'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hHtc1KFkUnA/TqUt2yTpynI/AAAAAAAAAp4/EPYVAXpWgJk/s72-c/305422_168610836556875_150764378341521_345227_52040865_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-364238768035019367</id><published>2011-10-24T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T01:59:55.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3naDpBzMNQ/TqUn0qT2W6I/AAAAAAAAAps/Qh-_rA2y0CE/s1600/DSC00291-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3naDpBzMNQ/TqUn0qT2W6I/AAAAAAAAAps/Qh-_rA2y0CE/s320/DSC00291-1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Disappointment is the bitter effect of expectations. I always hear at movies and especially with my friends during high school that when you got a boyfriend/girlfriend, your world would be different. You'd feel butterflies in your stomach, you can't even sleep even if you want to, you can't eat, cause your mind is full of thoughts about him/her. They even said that even after endless talking, there would be no such time where you will run out of topics. Another thing they said is that no matter how much tired you are or even how much tired your lover is, when the two of you talked, talked and talked, tiredness will fade, and both will become enthusiastic. In my mind, I'm doubtful, I'm curious. In my heart, I'm totally excited, maybe this can help me escape loneliness. And so I tried to change my fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I began to search and fortunately I found one. I'm so enthusiastic and eager to verify if those things they said are true. Months passed, my happiness was unparalleled. But after some time, loneliness again appears. I can feel his boredom towards me. I can feel his tiredness upon me. Every feeling he has, good or bad, it all reaches me. Even my dreams keep on telling me, every nightmare during nights, when I can't help but wake from that nasty dream and suddenly realized tears itself are flowing, every signs there are, they keep on showing me, that someday this man will leave me alone. Harsh realities as it is, it's as if I want to break my world, and build a whole new world, but it means death in reality. I wonder every time, where is my place, where I can be filled with unending joy? Why is this world cruel? Mountain of questions I have, but only have this single, deepest wish, to attain happiness, not alone, but with someone walking down the rocky road path of life with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It sucks to always dream, fantasize, and hope. Many times have I tried to accept this, but it's just too painful to accept. It's as if for the rest of your life, you'll be living with regrets, disappointments, and bitterness. Well, it just proves that nothing lasts forever isn't it? Even that feeling of happiness you cherish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But what is this feeling? It is as if you're hopelessly, desperately clinging, holding on, as if you can't ever let go, and that's because you feel there's a tiny chance, a tiny hope, that even if it is tiny or a bit, even if it takes forever to happen, you're willing to hold on, to endure all pain, to persevere all hardships. Have you ever felt that way? Or is it just me? :c&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/4597251932725261223-364238768035019367?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/364238768035019367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=364238768035019367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/364238768035019367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/364238768035019367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/10/disappointment.html' title='Disappointment'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e3naDpBzMNQ/TqUn0qT2W6I/AAAAAAAAAps/Qh-_rA2y0CE/s72-c/DSC00291-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6944747598748274019</id><published>2011-09-11T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T06:07:43.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bound to.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;My life remains to be in agony. Pain is my best friend. Happiness is my enemy. I never thought I would be like this. No one to hold to. No one to talk with especially during this times. Will someone ever recognize me and make me feel the butterflies in my stomach? Will someone ever give me a rose and a chocolate just to make me smile? Will someone ever just embrace me and pet my hair and listen to me cry? Will someone ever hold my hand and open my eyes that the world is beautiful. Will someone ever tell me that they wanna be with me all the time? Will someone ever love me more than I love them? Really, life is frustrating. Nothing's perfect. But as cruel as it seems, nothing's even close to perfect. Everything is the same. In reality, there's no such ideal things or human. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I'm bound to go away from the world of fantasy. and I'm bound to linger and savor every pain in reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/4597251932725261223-6944747598748274019?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6944747598748274019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6944747598748274019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6944747598748274019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6944747598748274019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/09/bound-to.html' title='Bound to.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5706523211683192664</id><published>2011-07-01T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T05:00:51.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1206.photobucket.com/albums/bb447/syen51/Various/lovemonettbrokenheartcutefailsgirl-901cb8bd0d3d52f6d014384795d783a1_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://i1206.photobucket.com/albums/bb447/syen51/Various/lovemonettbrokenheartcutefailsgirl-901cb8bd0d3d52f6d014384795d783a1_h.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love never fails, but people do. Let me share my story about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It will be soon before it ends. A month is too much soon and a year is too soon. But years will pass and it's soon enough. My fate is pretty determined, pretty predictable. My love story is short. And I hope everything'll be fine. But hoping is just merely wishing. And a wish just comes true in fairy tales.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My father, pretty much my family don't like this man. Even though this is my first time to love, they don't understand me, they keep on telling me that this is not the one for me, that my beloved man will just kill me or destroy my future. And if I insisted on being with this guy, my father told me that he can order someone to kill him! And what the fuck, the hell! I just can't accept it! I badly want to tell them that if he will kill me, then I must be dead by now. But what happened with me? Did something happen? Am I dead? But I know, they won't even listen to my explanation, they would just spank me, slap me, ground me, or even isolate me from the world. What do they think of me? A doll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, but they tell me all these things with authority. And who am I to answer? i have no such authority to talk back, cause I am just merely their daughter. If I speak just a word, it would be considered talking back therefore disrespecting them. It sucks you know. This feeling of having no chance to fight for something so significant, so important?! But I got no power. In the end I am just helpless, torn between the paths of my happiness and my loneliness. Leaving this man would make me lonely, though my parents are gonna be happy. But being with this man makes me complete. I have proved it many times that I dearly love this man. But my parents keep on dictating me. Fuck it, I have no power! Damn so much, I keep on questioning the heaven, the skies, the souls, why o why don't my parents give me a chance to be with the man I love! This sucks too much, I can't breathe in anymore. I can't hate them, can't despise them, because without them I am not here, but what the hell do I feel? I don't want to be with them, cause being with them brings back the lonely feelings that's already buried deep inside me. What am I supposed to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then I made one step forward the path of loneliness. I lied and insisted on breaking up with him. Cause I know this is the right thing, I'd rather break up with him and watch him from afar than knowing he's dead. But really fate is playful, he doesn't accept this. Even though I told him that if he insist on loving me he will be in danger, he accepts it. He said he can't leave without me, and it's his first time loving this much. He even said that this is his first time pleading, he pleaded for me not to leave. I don't know how to respond. I am so happy hearing and feeling, knowing that he loves me this much. What the hell, I am supposed to take the path of loneliness! But every second, every moment, little by little, I am turning my back on the path I've chosen. This time my heart decides for me, and my heart has chosen to take the other route which is full of risk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love him, and I will respect his decision to stay with me, even if it'll cost his life. He is happy with me, and it's my honor. I am doing this cause I know, someday along the rains or the shiny days, he will be forced to leave me, he will be forced to break my heart. Or maybe I will fall to another man. We can't accurately predict the future. But it's within our hands. And I will keep on loving him, keep on staying beside him, and when the gun is ticked, &lt;b&gt;I will be the one who will take the bullet for him. &lt;/b&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/4597251932725261223-5706523211683192664?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5706523211683192664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5706523211683192664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5706523211683192664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5706523211683192664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/07/bullet.html' title='Bullet'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1206.photobucket.com/albums/bb447/syen51/Various/th_lovemonettbrokenheartcutefailsgirl-901cb8bd0d3d52f6d014384795d783a1_h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8345898490523504119</id><published>2011-05-31T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T07:46:05.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qn8Die8oSIA/TeT_HyuPg-I/AAAAAAAAApU/cdc0NXogL_Y/s1600/Broken_Screen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qn8Die8oSIA/TeT_HyuPg-I/AAAAAAAAApU/cdc0NXogL_Y/s1600/Broken_Screen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is something in his eyes I wish to know. Everything’s changing I know, but my gut feelings are telling me that’s it’s for worse. This is what I fear – to know that his love for me is actually fading and for worst, without him himself realizing that. I am scared for that day to come, when I will ask the blue skies where his love has gone, where his eyes are looking, and for whom is he breathing now for? … &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who am I to begin with? What in me is supposed to likeable eh? I can never be the kind of girlfriend he would ever like. I don’t know what’s supposed to do when in a relationship. Having no experience whatsoever, I admit, all the faults are on my side. The only thing I could do, whether wrong or right is to love, love, and love. I cannot see but I can feel that this wouldn’t be everlasting as I would hope. He is definitely blooming. He is looking good, and better, I’m pretty sure next time he would be at his best. And for that matter, I can’t look at him; I can’t handle the hotness I’m feeling. And so there comes the time I pity myself. A man as handsome as him won’t look good with an ugly fat girl like me. And as early as now, I know I cannot satisfy him in bed because I’m not that attractive like I was before. I hate to be compared, but here am I comparing myself from his previous girlfriend, and I therefore conclude, I would never ever be as good and as cunning like her when it comes to bed. HAHA. And so seeing merely his looks changing little by little makes me question myself. Do I deserve this guy? Does he deserve someone just like me? When in fact, I’m just a 15 year old girl who is merely lost in her huge dreams? I can tell. His eyes are telling me, I am not the type of girl he would be serious with for long. He even doesn’t like to talk with me about his future plans and etcetera. But nonsense since he would just deny it, and much worse, he really doesn’t know it, yet… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, when will I come to back to my sanity and stop clinging onto this lovely man? When will I stop this craziness and let this man go? When will I finally accept that I was really never meant for him to begin with? When in reality I just snatched him from his previous woman? When will this madness end? And goodness gracious, when will a miracle happen? A miracle that we could and would be together despite all the odds…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Final thought eh? I DON’T WANT YOU TO LEAVE ME …  &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/4597251932725261223-8345898490523504119?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8345898490523504119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8345898490523504119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8345898490523504119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8345898490523504119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/05/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qn8Die8oSIA/TeT_HyuPg-I/AAAAAAAAApU/cdc0NXogL_Y/s72-c/Broken_Screen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-1204301463217323655</id><published>2011-04-04T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T03:50:00.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to Philippines. (Tagalog)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8aPNIoWxMU/TZmiO2s040I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Bu-WWt5cSPs/s1600/banaue_rice_terraces2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8aPNIoWxMU/TZmiO2s040I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Bu-WWt5cSPs/s400/banaue_rice_terraces2.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many things I want to share. There are many things going on my mind. I have many questions left to ask. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko . Bakit hindi subukan ng presidente mag disguise at gumala sa mga matataong lugar. Subukan niya kaya magjeep at magcommute. Subukan na pagmasdan ang kapaligiran. Ang kabila ay makukulay na tower - Makati. at ang kabila, kaawa-awang skwater. Ano kaya kanyang mararamdaman noh? :) Kahit naman sigurong may maawaing puso, pipilitin may magawa para dun. Ngunit, PERA. walang maibigay na pera, dahil kailangan din, para sa pamilya at sa samu't saring bagay. Ngunir pano kung may kakayanan ka diba? Bakit hnd ka tumulong... Kung tutuusin madali lang ang lahat. Pinapakomplikado lang ng mga "Selfish desires" ng mga tao. Bakit hnd muna magtulungan, bago ang makasariling pangangailangan. Akala ko nga mahirap talaga ang pilipinas. Ngunir sa aking paggala. Walang disiplina. Puro porma. Selpong magagara. Kotseng nagbubuga ng itim na usok. Mga Lovers in Paris kuno. Mga aleng nanlilimos. Mga baliw na pagala gala. Mga batang lansangan na sana'y may magandang kinabukasan. Mga mayayamang suplado at suplado. Mga tsimosa at tsimoso. Mga lasinggero sa may tindahan. Mga babaeng makakapal ang make-up. Mga babaeng maiikli ang shorts, kita mga boobs. Mga lalaking malalagkit ang tingin. Mga mukhang adik. Mga kindat ng kindat na lalaki sa motor. Mga nangungupit. Andami. Halu-halong mga tao. Bakit ba wala silang pakielam sa mga kapaligiran nila? Nasan na ang mga puso? Parang naglaho ! Kabataan ang pag-asa ng bayan? Ngunit kapag sila'y aking tititigan. Mga laman ng mata nila'y pagod at walang determinasyon, mga simpleng pangarap lang, mga makasarili at makapamilyang hangarin. Bakit wala ang para sa bayan? Nakakadismaya. Iilan lang ba kaming nag-iisip ng ganito? . Sa totoo lang, gusto kong kumilos, ngunit wala akong laban sa libo libong makasariling kaisapan. Bakit ang mga nasa pwesto ay di matutong lumugar sa kanilang kinalalagyan? Nasaan na ang palabra de Honor at kung ano pa mang dignidad. Nakakapanghina, iilan na lang ang may tatag na katauhan. Sila rin naman ang makikinabang. Bakit ba kasi hindi tayo matutung kumilos? Bakit puro salita? Ako, mag-isa, hindi ko kaya. Ngunit kung sana tayong lahat, sanib ang ating pwersa, maari pa tayong umunlad kaysa sa Amerika. :) Nasan na ba ang pangarap? Bakit natatakpan na ito ng mga makulimlim na ulap? ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami pa sana ako gustong sabihin. Mga opinyon kong alam kong walang kwenta, ngunit nais kong isiwalat. Kung sana mabasa lamang ito ng mga tao at marealize lang sana nila. Hayy. At kahit na anong gawin kong konsentrate sa ganitong sulatin. Hnd. Dahil katabi ko rito sa mga computer shop mga maiingay. Mga kabataang DOTA. Mga matatandang sunog ang kilay naghahanap ng trabaho. Mga nagpapatugtog. At kung anu-ano pa. Kulang talaga tayo sa disiplina. Kulang na kulang sa pag-aaruga ang ating bansa.. Hay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-1204301463217323655?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/1204301463217323655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=1204301463217323655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1204301463217323655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1204301463217323655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-trip-to-philippines-tagalog.html' title='My Trip to Philippines. (Tagalog)'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8aPNIoWxMU/TZmiO2s040I/AAAAAAAAAo8/Bu-WWt5cSPs/s72-c/banaue_rice_terraces2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-1669343986513267659</id><published>2011-03-25T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T15:49:54.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nahalungkat sa Net - 2nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UHC9bD4J9Rc/TY0bZpKnrjI/AAAAAAAAAok/BjL1L4Lp8z0/s1600/Dark20Skies20detail.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UHC9bD4J9Rc/TY0bZpKnrjI/AAAAAAAAAok/BjL1L4Lp8z0/s320/Dark20Skies20detail.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dito ko na lang sasabihin. Magkukubli na lamang ako sa likod mga salita. Mga salitang saksi ng bawat sakit at kabiguan. Mga salitang tanging nakakaalam na ang tapang na ipinakita ko ay balatkayo lang. Mga salitang katumbas ay luha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sabi mo kagabi babawi ka. &lt;b&gt;Naghintay ako.&lt;/b&gt; Walang ibang laman ang isip ko buong maghapon kundi ikaw. Hanggang sa mga sandaling ito ay naghihintay ako na magparamdam ka. Ngunit sadya nga talagang kinalimutan mo na ako. &lt;b&gt;Ano nga lang ba ako para sa'yo? Isang dakilang nagmamahal lang.&lt;/b&gt; Kahit pa sasabihin kong hindi ako humihingi ng kapalit, umaasam pa rin ako na susuklian mo ang pagmamahal ko para sa'yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalo lamang nadagdagan ang takot ko ngayong wala na ang dahilan upang manatili ka. Ang pinanghahawakan ko na lang ngayon ay ang pangako mo. Pero hindi ba, promises are meant to be broken? Iyon ba ang dahilan kung bakit ka nananahimik ngayon? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung aalis ka man sa buhay ko, magpaalam ka naman sana. &lt;b&gt;Kasi masakit ang patuloy na umasa sa wala. &lt;/b&gt;Alam mo iyon. Minsan mo nang pinagdaanan iyon. &lt;i&gt;Hindi ko nga alam kung paano mo nagagawang balewalain ang nararamdaman ko para sa'yo. Pero siguro, hindi ako kasing-espesyal o kasing importante para sa'yo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nasasaktan ako ngayon. Umasa ako na dadamayan mo ako sa pinagdadaanan ko.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;Nais ko sanang marinig ang boses mo upang kahit paano ay gumaan man lang ang nararamdamang kong bigat ng dibdib ko pero wala ka. &lt;/i&gt;Siguro nga, kinalimutan mo na ako. Paano mo nagagawa iyon? Maaari mo ba akong turuan? Nang sa ganon ay makalimutan ko rin na nasasaktan ako dahil sa'yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;-masakit nanaman.. Hindi ko lam kung nakakarelate ba ako. Pero hnd ko alam talaga. Masakit lang. Dama ko lang ung sakit nung nagsulat nito.. :'(&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-1669343986513267659?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/1669343986513267659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=1669343986513267659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1669343986513267659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1669343986513267659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/03/nahalungkat-sa-net-2nd.html' title='Nahalungkat sa Net - 2nd'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UHC9bD4J9Rc/TY0bZpKnrjI/AAAAAAAAAok/BjL1L4Lp8z0/s72-c/Dark20Skies20detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3234216918940154366</id><published>2011-03-25T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T08:11:49.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nahalungkat sa internet. :')</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Zf_52h7yV8/TYytejLI2mI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KnaDauDOzqM/s1600/virgin_credits.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Zf_52h7yV8/TYytejLI2mI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KnaDauDOzqM/s320/virgin_credits.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maari ba kitang yayain sa isang natatanging paglalakbay pabalik sa aking nakaraan? Isang yugto sa aking buhay kung kailan nagmahal din ako at nasaktan. Isang kahapong humubog sa kung sino at ano ako ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong ipakilala sa'yo ang aking sarili. Upang maintindihan mo na hindi ako dating ganito. Iniisip mo siguro na wala na akong ibang alam gawin kundi ang umiyak at maging mahina. Umaasa akong sa pagbabalik natin sa aking nakaraan ay makikita mong naging matapang din ako. Na hindi ako laging mahina. Na minsan ay nagtiwala din ako ng lubos ngunit ako ay nabigo. Na minsan ay ibinigay ko ang aking puso sa isang lalaki at umasa ako sa pangako niya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung nakilala mo siguro ako noon at naitanong mo sa akin kung ano ang kahulugan ng salitang "forever", iisang pangalan lang ang isasagot ko sa'yo. Ang pangalan niya. &lt;b&gt;Ngunit napagtanto kong ang "forever" pala ay hindi totoo. Minsan pa nga ay ginagamit lamang ang salitang ito upang magbigay ng isang pangakong walang katuparan. Walang katotohanan at walang kasiguraduhan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana sa pagbabalik natin sa aking nakaraan ay naiintindihan mo na ako. Kung bakit ako ganito ngayon. Kung bakit natatakot akong mawala ka sa akin o kaya ay magsawa kang intindihin ang kakaibang takbo ng aking utak. Natatakot akong mapapagod ka sa paghihintay ng aking pagbabalik. &lt;b&gt;Palagi akong insecure hindi dahil nagdududa ako sa pag-ibig mo, kundi dahil nagdududa ako sa kakayahan kong mapasaya ka. Sa lahat ng pinagdaanan ko, pag-ibig mo na lang ang natitirang magandang bagay sa buhay ko.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na ako naniniwala sa "forever" ngayon. Ang pinaniniwalaan ko na lang ay ang puso ko. Dahil palaging sinasabi nito na mahal kita. Madalas kumukontra ang isip ko pati na ang mga tao sa paligid ko. Pero hindi nadidiktahan ng sinuman ang bawat tibok at bawat pintig dahil lahat ng iyon ay para sa'yo na. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kung tatanungin mo ako ngayon kung gaano kita kamahal. Iisa lang ang isasagot ko sa'yo. I love you more than all of me. More than every breath. More than every heartbeat. Umaasa akong ganon ka din. &lt;b&gt;Sana.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;- nalungkot ako nung binasa ko yan.. Hehe. Dama ko talaga ang sakit. Dama ko yung paghihirap. Dama ko yung pagmamahal. Maging ako umaasa din. Umaasa... :']&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-3234216918940154366?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3234216918940154366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3234216918940154366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3234216918940154366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3234216918940154366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/03/nahulangkat-sa-internet.html' title='Nahalungkat sa internet. :&apos;)'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Zf_52h7yV8/TYytejLI2mI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KnaDauDOzqM/s72-c/virgin_credits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5881470052286835232</id><published>2011-03-24T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T09:59:41.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Silence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rk1DsNs4JMc/TYt4WfBdl-I/AAAAAAAAAn4/7n_JVTlXdHw/s1600/tumblr_kxjr2u7TKV1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rk1DsNs4JMc/TYt4WfBdl-I/AAAAAAAAAn4/7n_JVTlXdHw/s400/tumblr_kxjr2u7TKV1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason of my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;As well as the subject of my weakness.&lt;br /&gt;I know I am to blame of my own sadness.&lt;br /&gt;But poor me, I don't know what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During sad times, I'm trying my best to smile.&lt;br /&gt;But for now let me just be true for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Like alice in wonderland, I'm drown in my tears.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I hope you are here helping me conquer my fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the thin wind that blows upon my hair.&lt;br /&gt;In dark shadows where I wish you still care.&lt;br /&gt;Clashes of thunders, storm of tears raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pain and everything I am silently screaming. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5881470052286835232?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5881470052286835232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5881470052286835232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5881470052286835232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5881470052286835232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/03/in-silence.html' title='In Silence'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-rk1DsNs4JMc/TYt4WfBdl-I/AAAAAAAAAn4/7n_JVTlXdHw/s72-c/tumblr_kxjr2u7TKV1qzx5i0o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4462774474666862865</id><published>2011-03-23T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T13:47:11.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on Blog :)</title><content type='html'>-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hI75mlTFtZI/TYpb0XDBo1I/AAAAAAAAAno/bXZ_0vPMdfA/s1600/9.png" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hI75mlTFtZI/TYpb0XDBo1I/AAAAAAAAAno/bXZ_0vPMdfA/s320/9.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r2heT8SOrsw/TYpcJqg_fLI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_VftYSlXD5E/s1600/Birds.png" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r2heT8SOrsw/TYpcJqg_fLI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_VftYSlXD5E/s320/Birds.png" width="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I last blogged. Lots of things happened within just a short span of time. I got lots of stories to share. I got lots of poems to create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been struggling over my life. I have many achievements within these months. And the greatest of them all, is that I've been in love. For the second time in my life, I feel great. He led me to the path I am proudly walking on. With him, I conquered many things. With him, I have come to known the other side of me. I never knew I would be this weak when I'm in love. I never knew that with just one person, my world could go on. I never thought I would deprive myself from talking with different persons, but now I gotta limit myself and devote all of my spare time with him. I never felt this strong. I have felt different emotions. Day by day, I'm scared. Scared that he would leave me and choose another woman over me. I am experiencing great jealousy. and I never knew I am the jealous type at all -_- . And so lots of things still going on my heart. There are also many things going on my mind right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ohh, this is getting longer, gonna stop. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed blogging . :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4462774474666862865?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4462774474666862865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4462774474666862865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4462774474666862865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4462774474666862865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/03/back-on-blog.html' title='Back on Blog :)'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hI75mlTFtZI/TYpb0XDBo1I/AAAAAAAAAno/bXZ_0vPMdfA/s72-c/9.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2310925623916716152</id><published>2011-03-23T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T13:26:12.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xoPPmLKoYoo/TYpW0esDLuI/AAAAAAAAAnA/1VdKxEVMj30/s1600/love079.gif" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xoPPmLKoYoo/TYpW0esDLuI/AAAAAAAAAnA/1VdKxEVMj30/s320/love079.gif" width="114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so empty before, till you came.&lt;br /&gt;You filled me up with the love that was never the same.&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like everything is in place.&lt;br /&gt;Funny how my love for you grew just in days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby come on, hold my hand and never let go.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know again and again that I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;Babe we're going on a journey just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;Let's make every moment and the magic last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pain and the sorrow, I can take it.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're with me, I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And when promises are meant to be broken.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Promise me you'll never love me again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2310925623916716152?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2310925623916716152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2310925623916716152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2310925623916716152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2310925623916716152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2011/03/promise.html' title='Promise'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xoPPmLKoYoo/TYpW0esDLuI/AAAAAAAAAnA/1VdKxEVMj30/s72-c/love079.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5376454013625107531</id><published>2010-12-08T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T15:06:09.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TQAKHDxds9I/AAAAAAAAAmo/Y0sIzcSIQmg/s1600/Someday.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TQAKHDxds9I/AAAAAAAAAmo/Y0sIzcSIQmg/s320/Someday.png" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A rainbow without rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A love without pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A true smile that radiates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A true bliss that elates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world is innocent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So better not be silent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Release your voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dance and rejoice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday your wishes will be heard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All your fears will be conquered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday miracles will happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hearts won't be broken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday the thorns won't prick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one would be weak and sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someday life will change like a magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one will end up tragic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lead our hopes in that someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then stay strong and pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing is impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything is possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5376454013625107531?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5376454013625107531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5376454013625107531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5376454013625107531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5376454013625107531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/12/someday.html' title='Someday'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TQAKHDxds9I/AAAAAAAAAmo/Y0sIzcSIQmg/s72-c/Someday.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6301632938824799597</id><published>2010-12-08T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T14:30:21.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagising na</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TQAGecsvYzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/fSSQREO2kKs/s1600/Girl2-21.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TQAGecsvYzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/fSSQREO2kKs/s1600/Girl2-21.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang araw na ba ang nakalipas?&lt;br /&gt;Simula ng aking talikuran ang landas&lt;br /&gt;na tinatahak kong akala ko'y mabuti,&lt;br /&gt;yun pala'y dulot sakin ay pighati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala ng makakapagpabago pa sa nakaraan.&lt;br /&gt;Ganun rin sa desisyon kong ika'y talikdan.&lt;br /&gt;Nakipagkaibigan at sumama ako sa iyo,&lt;br /&gt;sa aking buong akala na sasaya ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko inintindi ang mga sakit noong una.&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit nang nagtagal hindi ko na maiwasang lumuha.&lt;br /&gt;Sinuway ko ang aking mga magulang,&lt;br /&gt;upang sa iyo lamang ay huwag magkulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit anong iyong ginawa sa akin,&lt;br /&gt;walang awang ako'y iyong inalipin.&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit ngayon nagising na ako sa katotohanan,&lt;br /&gt;na ika'y isang kalokohan lamang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6301632938824799597?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6301632938824799597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6301632938824799597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6301632938824799597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6301632938824799597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/12/nagising-na.html' title='Nagising na'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TQAGecsvYzI/AAAAAAAAAmk/fSSQREO2kKs/s72-c/Girl2-21.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-1084871406968036642</id><published>2010-12-02T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T06:50:00.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badly Missing You IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVDM6OKqZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cH7-lFFm5H4/s1600/tumblr_kxoode20ZM1qani5do1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="227" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVDM6OKqZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cH7-lFFm5H4/s320/tumblr_kxoode20ZM1qani5do1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few moments ago,&lt;br /&gt;I’ve called you.&lt;br /&gt;And when you said hello,&lt;br /&gt;I became a statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagined that I really have missed you.&lt;br /&gt;Never thought it was so true.&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew,&lt;br /&gt;how hard this pain I’ve been goin through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second by second that I’m hearing your voice,&lt;br /&gt;made me stand up from my seat and get a tissue.&lt;br /&gt;For I look like an idiot crying in rejoice,&lt;br /&gt;now wiping these tears, thinking of going to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if we were in a fairytale, fighting in full scale.&lt;br /&gt;Making our dreams come true, making us breakthrough.&lt;br /&gt;All throughout I just want you to know that this tale,&lt;br /&gt;would never ever end even with a simple I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-1084871406968036642?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/1084871406968036642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=1084871406968036642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1084871406968036642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1084871406968036642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/12/badly-missing-you-iv.html' title='Badly Missing You IV'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVDM6OKqZI/AAAAAAAAAmc/cH7-lFFm5H4/s72-c/tumblr_kxoode20ZM1qani5do1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4400360978729893265</id><published>2010-12-02T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T02:55:00.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badly Missing You III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVB234o6bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Qg_if0vD7zk/s1600/z7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVB234o6bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Qg_if0vD7zk/s320/z7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ’s so refreshing to my eye,&lt;br /&gt;that I can't help but cry.&lt;br /&gt;Because it's 7:30 am and I can't see you,&lt;br /&gt;no presence at all, no hi, no hello, no you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for you.&lt;br /&gt;I was searching for you.&lt;br /&gt;But we are miles away,&lt;br /&gt;that I couldn't accept this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I asked myself if there's really forever,&lt;br /&gt;then I remembered those times we've been together.&lt;br /&gt;While reminiscing those memories, I’ve come to know the funny answer.&lt;br /&gt;It is being with you is the meaning of my forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4400360978729893265?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4400360978729893265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4400360978729893265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4400360978729893265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4400360978729893265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/12/badly-missing-you-iii.html' title='Badly Missing You III'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVB234o6bI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Qg_if0vD7zk/s72-c/z7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7784582424652127102</id><published>2010-12-01T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T17:22:55.134-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badly Missing You III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVBLAUYpTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-HzL5hBvcnQ/s1600/tumblr_kyx1p5y8Zo1qb2b5yo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVBLAUYpTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-HzL5hBvcnQ/s200/tumblr_kyx1p5y8Zo1qb2b5yo1_500.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how I wish I could see you,&lt;br /&gt;for my soul is getting bluer and blue.&lt;br /&gt;Without you I’m terribly terrified,&lt;br /&gt;and gotta be ok if you were just by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what to do, I sit down in my chair.&lt;br /&gt;I get the calendar and count the days.&lt;br /&gt;I counted and counted, till then I wasn't aware,&lt;br /&gt;that tears were falling so fast as if there was a race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon as I noticed, I wiped these tears streaming in my face.&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered how you wiped my tears from those days.&lt;br /&gt;I was so freaking hurt coz I want you again to wipe these tears,&lt;br /&gt;how I hope you were here to stop these conquering fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crying so hard that even my breath can’t take place…&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared, so afraid, so much that I need your embrace...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7784582424652127102?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7784582424652127102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7784582424652127102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7784582424652127102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7784582424652127102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/12/badly-missing-you-ii.html' title='Badly Missing You III'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVBLAUYpTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/-HzL5hBvcnQ/s72-c/tumblr_kyx1p5y8Zo1qb2b5yo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2804694209305003002</id><published>2010-12-01T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T17:22:42.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badly Missing You II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVEDuCmD3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/EZgMe5StJOg/s1600/tumblr_kxfz6kJ3wA1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVEDuCmD3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/EZgMe5StJOg/s320/tumblr_kxfz6kJ3wA1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lay in bed,&lt;br /&gt;I can’t get rid of this habit,&lt;br /&gt;which is thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder why in any circumstances,&lt;br /&gt;I simply can't get rid of this feeling&lt;br /&gt;which is missing you.&lt;br /&gt;Even if I reach out to the moon,&lt;br /&gt;the sun won't still shine for me.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I can fix this tune,&lt;br /&gt;so I can hear no stops in the cd.&lt;br /&gt;In short I want no blocks,&lt;br /&gt;for I’ll destroy all locks,&lt;br /&gt;that keeps you in a distorted cage,&lt;br /&gt;and keeps me disturbed in stage.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you,&lt;br /&gt;and that's because I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;And that's reason why I need you.&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2804694209305003002?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2804694209305003002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2804694209305003002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2804694209305003002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2804694209305003002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/12/badly-missing-you-v.html' title='Badly Missing You II'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVEDuCmD3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/EZgMe5StJOg/s72-c/tumblr_kxfz6kJ3wA1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2015873791739057794</id><published>2010-11-30T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T11:04:00.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badly Missing You I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVAAuCOs5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xVWt_4U86Pc/s1600/Zoozoo_Love_V3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVAAuCOs5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xVWt_4U86Pc/s200/Zoozoo_Love_V3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I open my eyes from sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I saw no you that made me weep.&lt;br /&gt;Those days that we both spend together,&lt;br /&gt;is long gone just fast as a feather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart aches so badly.&lt;br /&gt;As I feel so broken and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it, today and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;As I continue to feel this sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at this very second I’m crying and it's all because I love you too much.&lt;br /&gt;I am so weak and vulnerable that I want and absolutely need to feel your touch,&lt;br /&gt;to the point that I’m so helpless that I can't restrain myself from missing you.&lt;br /&gt;And this drives me insane that I want to spend every single day of my life with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2015873791739057794?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2015873791739057794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2015873791739057794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2015873791739057794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2015873791739057794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/badly-missing-you-i.html' title='Badly Missing You I'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TPVAAuCOs5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xVWt_4U86Pc/s72-c/Zoozoo_Love_V3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-645151062075229045</id><published>2010-11-25T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T10:44:51.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>share ko lang. =]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TO6uewFgAyI/AAAAAAAAAls/2E5iT1IwRY8/s1600/Photo2108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TO6uewFgAyI/AAAAAAAAAls/2E5iT1IwRY8/s200/Photo2108.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit na ako magtapos ng highschool. Magcocollege na ako next school year. Ang bilis ng panahon. Mag-gagraduate na ako after 3 months time. Hayy. Kararaan ko lang sa napakadaming bagyo at pagsubok. Isa na ruon ang pagkuha ng UPCAT. Madali lang kung tutuusin. Kulang lang talaga sa oras. Kaya naprepressure at hindi nakakasagot ng matino. Bukas naman, USTET kukunin ko. Wala akong napag-aralan. Kasalanan ko rin naman kung hindi ako makapasa diba? Pero hindi ko talaga kasi alam kung anu ang pag-aaralan. Wala akong ideya. Kaya hihintayin ko nalang ang bukas na dumating at magdadasal nalang ako sa Diyos na sana makapasa ako. At hayy naku, isa pa tong mga magulang. Iniisip ang kanilang kahihiyan kapag hindi ako nakapasa. Kasalanan ko parin ba yon? Kung yun ang kaya ko, bakit hindi nila tanggapin. Nag-eexpect na naman sila. At eto naman ako nababagabag sa mangyayari. Ayoko sila ma-disappoint pero higit sa lahat ayaw ko namang ma-disappoint sarili ko. First section ako, hindi sa pagmamayabang. Pero nakarating ako dun dahil mahilig ako mag-recite at ma-vocal ako. Pagdating sa written, loser ako. Kaya kinakabahan ako. Ano na lamang gagawin ko? Hayy. Sana lang talaga makapasa ako dito. Dahil yung UPCAT at USTET lang kinuhanan ko ng exam. Kung hindi pa ako makapasa, san na lang ako pupulutin. Hayy, Hakuna Matata nalang. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-645151062075229045?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/645151062075229045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=645151062075229045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/645151062075229045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/645151062075229045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/share-ko-lang.html' title='share ko lang. =]'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TO6uewFgAyI/AAAAAAAAAls/2E5iT1IwRY8/s72-c/Photo2108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5659425856723232318</id><published>2010-11-21T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:32:14.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's gay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TOmd4cK4aiI/AAAAAAAAAlk/NxgcZlk-70E/s1600/41598_309437834693_4311_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TOmd4cK4aiI/AAAAAAAAAlk/NxgcZlk-70E/s1600/41598_309437834693_4311_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a maiden in-love for months.&lt;br /&gt;And just a while ago have I turned to a fallen angel.&lt;br /&gt;I liked him so much and I thought I had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;But it's all false, he's damn gay, what a great epic fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness lingers in my heart, disturbance is created within my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I'm shattered, I never knew I was such a turtle, been so slow.&lt;br /&gt;He was so sweet to me that I thought I was playin d girlfriend role.&lt;br /&gt;And now I know, I was such a feeler, carried away with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at house, I stomp over things, screaming "He's gay! He's gay!"&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do, I can't understand why and how,&lt;br /&gt;He's so damn masculine and attractive that he would always make my day,&lt;br /&gt;but now it's no more, it's over, and again it ended, another failed vow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw gays who won't tell the truth. Pssssh :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5659425856723232318?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5659425856723232318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5659425856723232318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5659425856723232318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5659425856723232318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/hes-gay.html' title='He&apos;s gay.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TOmd4cK4aiI/AAAAAAAAAlk/NxgcZlk-70E/s72-c/41598_309437834693_4311_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6515910714077430866</id><published>2010-11-17T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T08:14:01.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With a Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TOP_NfvG5OI/AAAAAAAAAlg/b4RAzSztRJY/s1600/tumblr_kxmnyu2HGE1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TOP_NfvG5OI/AAAAAAAAAlg/b4RAzSztRJY/s200/tumblr_kxmnyu2HGE1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate liars, users, posers, betrayers,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes I mostly hate damn players.&lt;br /&gt;They play with you and all,&lt;br /&gt;makin you fall for nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to test that person first,&lt;br /&gt;before his real intentions burst.&lt;br /&gt;And when at last the time comes I have proven it&lt;br /&gt;I realized I was just stupid as it is and so damn it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of this throbbing ache knowing I was completely treated as a fool,&lt;br /&gt;I furiously came out of my silent shell with burning rage losing my cool.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am an educated woman, so I painstakingly freed that boy from prison,&lt;br /&gt;and so in the end even though I know he deserves it, to God I left the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's too much to expect to have a serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;It's like holding on to a slippery pole to survive in a sinking ship.&lt;br /&gt;I hope the next time I fall in love even if it's merely an infatuation,&lt;br /&gt;I won't experience any agony nor pain for a change in situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;You Player:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;span id="goog_864671270"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_864671271"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6515910714077430866?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6515910714077430866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6515910714077430866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6515910714077430866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6515910714077430866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/with-player.html' title='With a Player'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TOP_NfvG5OI/AAAAAAAAAlg/b4RAzSztRJY/s72-c/tumblr_kxmnyu2HGE1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2746214757562366767</id><published>2010-11-15T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T10:53:54.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fusion I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/photography" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="photography Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" height="320" src="http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h385/JaleneOnRepeat/Photography/happyalbum.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regard my hobbies as my very own passion.&lt;br /&gt;That's why people told me I have a weird obsession.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care, I'm happy and it's because of various reasons.&lt;br /&gt;They are my true friends, their presence shines in all seasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play drums and never get tired of it each session.&lt;br /&gt;I love cute stuffs, anime, manga, in short I am an otaku in action.&lt;br /&gt;I dream of being a president, I am afraid of no cautions.&lt;br /&gt;I am a creature of grandeur, I won't be someone of foolish treasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I was such a little bitchy girl with fair complexion.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am a big matured girl who changed because of devotion.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back in the past of my life which I colored with crayons,&lt;br /&gt;It transformed with rainbow colors and is now full of stars of zillions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With those little things in life I set my eyes with admiration,&lt;br /&gt;I never thought of those as my secret obligation.&lt;br /&gt;This passion was made out of my pure and untainted dedication.&lt;br /&gt;And thus set my humble declaration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my lone intention not to be someone of the world's pollution.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I have made no violation of rules, no need for negotation.&lt;br /&gt;I am the one and only product of the universal collision.&lt;br /&gt;I seek of the one and only truth of reality's illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Fusion I: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2746214757562366767?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2746214757562366767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2746214757562366767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2746214757562366767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2746214757562366767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/fusion-i.html' title='Fusion I'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i1107.photobucket.com/albums/h385/JaleneOnRepeat/Photography/th_happyalbum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5842093463525191890</id><published>2010-11-14T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T02:49:00.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shy Man's Toughness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TN7hVDT1MUI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6iqQFmc4AN8/s1600/Houkago+Kiss+Story+01+-+012.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TN7hVDT1MUI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6iqQFmc4AN8/s400/Houkago+Kiss+Story+01+-+012.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;under the table?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TN7hXH_S2iI/AAAAAAAAAlU/b6X93yFeRao/s1600/Houkago+Kiss+Story+01+-+013.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TN7hXH_S2iI/AAAAAAAAAlU/b6X93yFeRao/s400/Houkago+Kiss+Story+01+-+013.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;inside the trash can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wherever you are, no matter what happens, I'll still find you and get you back into my arms again~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are different from the other girls I've met,&lt;br /&gt;In my whole life, you were the first to touch my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Things have gotten good, bad, better and worst,&lt;br /&gt;Yet you never showed weakness neither pain nor hesitance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am enlightened, to think that someone like you still exists.&lt;br /&gt;In this world, I couldn't find anyone better and best than you.&lt;br /&gt;You are my red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.&lt;br /&gt;You completed the colors missing in my lone white and black world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem cheesy, but I wonder how can I say this to you.&lt;br /&gt;I never did confess in my whole life, and later, I am about to.&lt;br /&gt;I am afraid you reject me, I am afraid you don't even like me.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'll wait no matter how long, for this infatuation to bloom into love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry if I was harsh in any way, but I need to be tough.&lt;br /&gt;Cause a man like me is shyly, madly and truly in love with a woman like you.&lt;br /&gt;So, even if I crash the places you are hiding from,&lt;br /&gt;And steal you from your silent and frightened shell,&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid, I won't make you cry, I won't harm you, I won't bite, because I respect you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Shy Man's Toughness:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5842093463525191890?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5842093463525191890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5842093463525191890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5842093463525191890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5842093463525191890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/shy-mans-toughness.html' title='Shy Man&apos;s Toughness'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TN7hVDT1MUI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/6iqQFmc4AN8/s72-c/Houkago+Kiss+Story+01+-+012.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7763425234356732695</id><published>2010-11-13T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T08:36:58.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Build A New World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l384/chevygirl1064/my%20love/928476yqhwghka8d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l384/chevygirl1064/my%20love/928476yqhwghka8d.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much hardships and difficulties may cause us pain.&lt;br /&gt;But it is never the reason to stop searching for what it meant.&lt;br /&gt;We must keep on standing, fighting, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;Because time is precious, we must cherish each moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows how painful is it to start anew.&lt;br /&gt;But to succeed, to feel happiness, let's rebuild a new future.&lt;br /&gt;Let's not waste our time being blue.&lt;br /&gt;Hope and faith will keep us moving for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each coming day is a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Believe, don't stop believing, it comes with magic.&lt;br /&gt;Fly and flee upon the sky, go on soaring.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on with the flow and follow the beat of the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Build a New World: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7763425234356732695?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7763425234356732695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7763425234356732695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7763425234356732695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7763425234356732695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/build-new-world.html' title='Build A New World'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i329.photobucket.com/albums/l384/chevygirl1064/my%20love/th_928476yqhwghka8d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3523394525543089908</id><published>2010-11-12T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T01:59:20.994-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>RollerCoaster~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i602.photobucket.com/albums/tt107/Nanalann93/rollercoaster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i602.photobucket.com/albums/tt107/Nanalann93/rollercoaster.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Treat today like it's a ride on your favorite rollercoaster. It's thrilling! It's exciting! It's kind of scary! The closer you get to the top, the scarier it is! You may or may not be aware of the sounds of seagulls, cotton candy vendors and the ocean. You may or may not feel your stomach about to hit the top of your mouth. You may or may not scream. One thing is for sure though: Once you've climbed to the top, there is nothing you can do to stop the ride. Whee!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TNvglhOESkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/eoqTVlOmrCY/s1600/rollercoaster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TNvglhOESkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/eoqTVlOmrCY/s400/rollercoaster.jpg" width="400" /&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/4597251932725261223-3523394525543089908?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3523394525543089908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3523394525543089908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3523394525543089908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3523394525543089908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/rollercoaster.html' title='RollerCoaster~'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TNvglhOESkI/AAAAAAAAAlM/eoqTVlOmrCY/s72-c/rollercoaster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8065655903272905069</id><published>2010-11-11T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:20:00.121-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalokohan'/><title type='text'>Sa lahat ng Friendships sa Mundo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y107/tblinkies/Icons/Miscellaneous/friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y107/tblinkies/Icons/Miscellaneous/friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You're the Apple Of My Eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mango Of My Pie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Palaman of my Tinapay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Keso of my monay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Teeth of my suklay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Finger of my kamay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tagasunog of my kilay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Blood in my atay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Bubbles of my laway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sala of my bahay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Seeds of my palay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Clothes in my ukay-ukay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Calcium in my kalansay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Calamansi of my siomai,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Vitamins in my gulay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tungkod when I'm pilay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Feeling when I'm high,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Shoulders when I cry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cure to my aray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;In short, you're my friend habambuhay! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVELOTS, you ALL~!&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/4597251932725261223-8065655903272905069?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8065655903272905069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8065655903272905069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8065655903272905069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8065655903272905069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/sa-lahat-ng-friendships-sa-mundo.html' title='Sa lahat ng Friendships sa Mundo~'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3229205917456531139</id><published>2010-11-11T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:58:57.864-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;colors XD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Photography/color1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Photography/color1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun is yellow-orange.&lt;br /&gt;Sky is soaring blue.&lt;br /&gt;Trees are green.&lt;br /&gt;Trunks are brown.&lt;br /&gt;Flowers are violet.&lt;br /&gt;Smokes are gray.&lt;br /&gt;Some souls white.&lt;br /&gt;Some souls black.&lt;br /&gt;Tears are purely clear.&lt;br /&gt;Blood is purely red.&lt;br /&gt;Love is flushing pink.&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow has indigo.&lt;br /&gt;And Life is full of colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i297.photobucket.com/albums/mm208/xorainbowxo/tumblr_ksddcrNJCO1qa8mnyo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://i297.photobucket.com/albums/mm208/xorainbowxo/tumblr_ksddcrNJCO1qa8mnyo1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad252/31gummy31/2122228595_b143de2910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-3229205917456531139?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3229205917456531139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3229205917456531139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3229205917456531139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3229205917456531139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/colors.html' title='Colors'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4332279861361320844</id><published>2010-11-06T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:58:57.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Acknowledge Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1112.photobucket.com/albums/k497/Glambertx96/DSCI2358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://i1112.photobucket.com/albums/k497/Glambertx96/DSCI2358.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes down, life goes up&lt;br /&gt;There's no such thing as crap&lt;br /&gt;We need to accept things as they are&lt;br /&gt;Unless we do want a bloody war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got so many choices to believe in&lt;br /&gt;but we got such tiny faith to use from within&lt;br /&gt;We walk many paths, we cross many bridges&lt;br /&gt;But some gave up and wasted many chances&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get our spirits high cause we must stand up and fight.&lt;br /&gt;Let's gather all the courage and go on through many lengths.&lt;br /&gt;Cause life doesn't end that simply, we must collaborate and unite.&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more in this world left to see with our own strengths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk like a princess, gallantly but don't trip, it's a shame.&lt;br /&gt;Flee through the sky, escape but don't evade, it's a knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;Run as if you've just been freed from a cage, don't think it's lame.&lt;br /&gt;Pause and stop, as if all freezes, then search for the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Acknowledge Life:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; by Ren Concha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4332279861361320844?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4332279861361320844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4332279861361320844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4332279861361320844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4332279861361320844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/acknowledge-life.html' title='Acknowledge Life'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-886982280060716007</id><published>2010-11-01T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:58:57.865-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Treat me as a Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh265/taytayfairy1995/tomboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh265/taytayfairy1995/tomboy.jpg" width="202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like a girl with matching long hair and stuffs. Just no make-up.&lt;br /&gt;But either way, no one particularly cares. After all, I'm just a big fat loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I act like a boy, and people got used too it.&lt;br /&gt;I got pretty used to it too. But things are going too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys think as if that it's okay to hurt me (physically) cause I'm strong, cause I'm not like those usual girls.&lt;br /&gt;And damn it hurts me. When they actually punched their hungry fists to my shoulders, it actually hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel the pain physically but I was emotionally dumbfounded.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like I want to cry but I thought it was ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughh. For once in my lifetime, I want to be treated as a girl, as a woman, I want to feel it. And it sucks since it's impossible with me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat me as a woman, like a girl you've always known.&lt;br /&gt;Treat me as a girl, who have been wanting to wear a gown.&lt;br /&gt;Don't look up upon my strength, cause I'm truly weak.&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you try to know me first before you speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treat me as a woman, like a usual girl who has mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Treat me as a girl, who wants to be protected from cautions.&lt;br /&gt;Don't just punch me and think it's okay; Be more mindful.&lt;br /&gt;And most of all choose your words to say; Be more careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a little short, make me feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty unfair, but don't be unreasonable, don't ever run.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a little scary, make me feel secured.&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty chaotic, but don't forget, I'm still a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Treat me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/kirby19/tomboy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b199/kirby19/tomboy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-886982280060716007?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/886982280060716007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=886982280060716007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/886982280060716007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/886982280060716007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/11/treat-me-as-woman.html' title='Treat me as a Woman'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8903641342119967116</id><published>2010-10-31T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T04:17:16.117-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notice'/><title type='text'>Haaaaaappy Hallloooweeeen~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww173/prestonjjrtr/Halloween/Halloween-6.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww173/prestonjjrtr/Halloween/Halloween-6.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Halloweeeen~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May souls be blessed~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8903641342119967116?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8903641342119967116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8903641342119967116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8903641342119967116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8903641342119967116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/10/haaaaaappy-hallloooweeeen.html' title='Haaaaaappy Hallloooweeeen~!'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i717.photobucket.com/albums/ww173/prestonjjrtr/Halloween/th_Halloween-6.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3512349277326485456</id><published>2010-10-22T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:58:57.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>If I can Just Withdraw my Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TMIIJE7XIPI/AAAAAAAAAjk/395k0-PH7NY/s1600/__sad_and_alone___by_AnesitA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TMIIJE7XIPI/AAAAAAAAAjk/395k0-PH7NY/s200/__sad_and_alone___by_AnesitA.jpg" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had never said farewell.&lt;br /&gt;It made me sad since you never did tell,&lt;br /&gt;what you really feel, what you really want&lt;br /&gt;All this time, I wish you'd be blunt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sad, goodbyes do hurt too much&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, now I fall, who's to catch?&lt;br /&gt;Poor me, left alone with sullen wishes&lt;br /&gt;Pity me, slowly dying to ashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting near the fire I continue to think&lt;br /&gt;Whether it is right to go off and sink&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I just need to let go, stand and move on&lt;br /&gt;Or if I can't do it, so just sit back, relax, and wait on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;If I can Just Withdraw my Farewell: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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/&gt;Loads of potential within me&lt;br /&gt;No one has ever appreciate nor see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledgment, I need more.&lt;br /&gt;Love and Care, I long for.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to open my door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever nonphysical things I do want,&lt;br /&gt;Yes it comes to me, but scant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is painstakingly hard to continue leading this harsh way.&lt;br /&gt;Every step leaves a scar that won't stop hurting even a day.&lt;br /&gt;Agony and anguish, grief and sorrow, only the eyes do portray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever happy or unhappy, it doesn't matter, people don't care&lt;br /&gt;In this huge world, I don't belong, I don't have a share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Deprived:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-3404739327707642887?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3404739327707642887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3404739327707642887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3404739327707642887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3404739327707642887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/10/deprived.html' title='Deprived'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4765489242838161919</id><published>2010-10-01T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:58:57.867-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Torment of a Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TKYx6ZsFcjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/57F3tEUIQQs/s1600/photography074.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TKYx6ZsFcjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/57F3tEUIQQs/s320/photography074.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy at one night&lt;br /&gt;Trust of the foolish woman&lt;br /&gt;Disgust of the playful man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loitering shadow&lt;br /&gt;Reflection near the window&lt;br /&gt;Fantasies at dark&lt;br /&gt;Fire with no spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tormented Soul&lt;br /&gt;Blackening Charcoal&lt;br /&gt;Jinx and Hades&lt;br /&gt;Cutters and Blades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Torment of a Night:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4765489242838161919?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4765489242838161919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4765489242838161919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4765489242838161919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4765489242838161919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/10/torment-of-night.html' title='Torment of a Night'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TKYx6ZsFcjI/AAAAAAAAAjY/57F3tEUIQQs/s72-c/photography074.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2352457583013269775</id><published>2010-09-20T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:59:40.696-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>College.</title><content type='html'>I am near college.&lt;br /&gt;I think its so far away from me.&lt;br /&gt;I am just a girl who considers herself as a woman who just turned 15 last 3 weeks and 6 days (dunno if correct) :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking UPCAT.&lt;br /&gt;and USTET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the UP College of the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;and the University of Santo Thomas Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE I CAN PASS! ^/////^&lt;br /&gt;Please support and help me! &gt;TTT^TTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exams here in abroad are held in OCTober 11 at IPSJ (International Philippine School in Jeddah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE HELP ME GOD and friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2352457583013269775?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2352457583013269775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2352457583013269775' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2352457583013269775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2352457583013269775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/college.html' title='College.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2594551533440016008</id><published>2010-09-14T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:58:57.867-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Clutter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TJApizCfcpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/S-EGCYnUnpI/s1600/Euphoria.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TJApizCfcpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/S-EGCYnUnpI/s320/Euphoria.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never easy, never hard. it's just a matter of mindset.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how you open a slippery or rusty faucet.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a matter of a can do or can't do.&lt;br /&gt;Strong resolve, strong will, courage and determination will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is just a complicated web with many holes.&lt;br /&gt;In different lives, we come to play different roles.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why some can't bring themselves to accept&lt;br /&gt;that we are all meant to experience the consequences of going right and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what we are meant to be, what we can, our potentials would be.&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on, move forward, chin up, chest out, let's not flee.&lt;br /&gt;Why not try to believe in ourselves and have confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Be proud, stand strong, smile happily and to your old bad self say condolence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Clutter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2594551533440016008?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2594551533440016008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2594551533440016008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2594551533440016008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2594551533440016008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/clutter.html' title='Clutter'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TJApizCfcpI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/S-EGCYnUnpI/s72-c/Euphoria.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-1750619421268025421</id><published>2010-09-13T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T04:00:15.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TI7OR__YaxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yESHcPSHc3g/s1600/featherpen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TI7OR__YaxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yESHcPSHc3g/s320/featherpen.jpg" /&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Poetry makes nothing happen;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yet, men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there."    &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poetry is simply a couple of words in a beautiful pattern and rhythm which implies a deeper meaning in within. Playing along the lines of the poems are different emotions, different feelings, and different thoughts. The most usual thing that you can find or see in a poem, is the wonderful meaning of life. In the quote it says that poetry makes nothing happen. It seems true since it's just a language of the heart and mind, yet men die miserably everyday for lack of what is found there because in poetry you can see, feel, and understand the inner beauty and grace of life. Maybe you know that nothing happens; yet unconsciously, your soul is gaining something valuable, something significant, something beautiful. Usually when we read poems, we can relate, and as the poem goes on, as the rythms flow, we can feel better inside. It can heal some pain or aches in our hearts, it makes us smile while reading it as we find it amazing, it touches not only our heart, amazes not only our mind but as well as our inner soul. It lifts up our spirits, we can find hope, faith and inspiration in between the lines.  It can change some of our looks, points and views about life; it can even change something inside us. Yet still, it can't help that some may not appreciate or will find it just a waste of time. In the quotation, the phrase 'men die miserably' is just like a flower that you cared for and just withered. It's similar to that because the flower is just like our life  and everyone cares about their own life. Understanding poems, going deeper in the field of poetry is like you're going into the another dimension of the world you're living in. You'll find figments of different things not found in your real world. It's like an adventure or a journey that is within the lines.  It's even miserable if a man really die without even seeing or knowing the thing found beyond the verses of his life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(some article i made around 2007 i think, found from my old stuffs, just sharin it out here.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-1750619421268025421?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/1750619421268025421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=1750619421268025421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1750619421268025421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1750619421268025421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TI7OR__YaxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/yESHcPSHc3g/s72-c/featherpen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8290691587409752409</id><published>2010-09-11T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T03:58:57.868-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Radiance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIxk7Gj74RI/AAAAAAAAAjA/zV-SZrCZMks/s1600/Be_With_You_V3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIxk7Gj74RI/AAAAAAAAAjA/zV-SZrCZMks/s320/Be_With_You_V3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have awaken this bright radiance from inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;Just with one little kiss, you've won my heart so easily.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life too predictable and insane?&lt;br /&gt;With one word "love" everything is around the lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just one circle where only the two of us is inside,&lt;br /&gt;A power in within shines off so brightly that we can't see the line.&lt;br /&gt;It's just like a ribbon that's cut to half leaving us aside.&lt;br /&gt;To conquer the very rest till the skyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beneath, behind the clouds, I hope he is standing there (God).&lt;br /&gt;Watching us together grow as time is passing.&lt;br /&gt;With him just smiling up over there.&lt;br /&gt;As he found our little story amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Radiance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8290691587409752409?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8290691587409752409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8290691587409752409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8290691587409752409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8290691587409752409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/radiance.html' title='Radiance'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIxk7Gj74RI/AAAAAAAAAjA/zV-SZrCZMks/s72-c/Be_With_You_V3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4532681095348944563</id><published>2010-09-09T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:12:30.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>My Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIkg9eEj68I/AAAAAAAAAi4/6XowNo5VIzs/s1600/ladydark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIkg9eEj68I/AAAAAAAAAi4/6XowNo5VIzs/s320/ladydark.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my queen&lt;br /&gt;In our castle unseen&lt;br /&gt;Only the two of us is the king&lt;br /&gt;In the kingdom we are dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be at ease, Our dream will come true&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll love it I promise you&lt;br /&gt;Harmony and peace we will experience&lt;br /&gt;Love in the atmosphere at silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those days are soon my queen&lt;br /&gt;As for now I'm your servant whom you can lean&lt;br /&gt;Be carefree and rule me my mighty love&lt;br /&gt;For I'm forever yours my belove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Queen:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4532681095348944563?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4532681095348944563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4532681095348944563' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4532681095348944563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4532681095348944563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-queen.html' title='My Queen'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIkg9eEj68I/AAAAAAAAAi4/6XowNo5VIzs/s72-c/ladydark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5012291577325957576</id><published>2010-09-08T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:12:30.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Who Am I? 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIhhHkkXT1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/t_m-dHIGx6w/s1600/desktoptopo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIhhHkkXT1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/t_m-dHIGx6w/s400/desktoptopo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asked of what's my purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I am questioned of my value.&lt;br /&gt;I may be dead because of love.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it may be because of hatred.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always hated,&lt;br /&gt;always judged.&lt;br /&gt;They say I'm cruel,&lt;br /&gt;and so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be in a state of darkness,&lt;br /&gt;but I may be lead in light.&lt;br /&gt;I may look distorted,&lt;br /&gt;but my beauty will never vanish.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many tried to save me.&lt;br /&gt;But many continuously tries to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;Many keeps on destroying me,&lt;br /&gt;but many still tries to change me.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be full of pain,&lt;br /&gt;but I am also full of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;If you can just find the courage,&lt;br /&gt;to start over again and seek it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am "Life"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you figure out why,&lt;br /&gt;here's a thought,&lt;br /&gt;What do you commonly hear from people about what life is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 01, Who am I (Life): By Ren Concha =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5012291577325957576?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5012291577325957576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5012291577325957576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5012291577325957576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5012291577325957576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/who-am-i-01.html' title='Who Am I? 01'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIhhHkkXT1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/t_m-dHIGx6w/s72-c/desktoptopo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6515735336174640215</id><published>2010-09-07T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:12:30.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIZYVgjdwsI/AAAAAAAAAig/vwqFSuPfuBE/s1600/in+the+stones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIZYVgjdwsI/AAAAAAAAAig/vwqFSuPfuBE/s200/in+the+stones.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I can't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;No spark, no flame, all pieces won't fit.&lt;br /&gt;It's plain emptiness like in space.&lt;br /&gt;It is the truth, puzzling, like in maze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that truth, for it is confusing me.&lt;br /&gt;But everything isn't going smooth, it's tiring me.&lt;br /&gt;So don't blame me if I walked away, closing my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I have to leave you astray and break our ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm Sorry, but I can't dig deeper, I can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't make up a lie and make you fall for it.&lt;br /&gt;I like you, you are like my sister but that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more than that, nothing at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6515735336174640215?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6515735336174640215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6515735336174640215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6515735336174640215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6515735336174640215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIZYVgjdwsI/AAAAAAAAAig/vwqFSuPfuBE/s72-c/in+the+stones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-443803245677578987</id><published>2010-09-07T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:12:30.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Nais Magbago</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIZeav8qqII/AAAAAAAAAio/3RvgadgHSMM/s1600/gikrl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIZeav8qqII/AAAAAAAAAio/3RvgadgHSMM/s320/gikrl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong lumigaya muli,&lt;br /&gt;pero buhay ko'y puno ng pagkakamali.&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ba ang hirap baguhin?&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba ang dapat kong gawin?&lt;br /&gt;Para maiba ang pananaw sa buhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pa akong tinatago,&lt;br /&gt;isa akong taong puno ng sikreto.&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko nang sabihin,&lt;br /&gt;pero pano ko ito gagawin,&lt;br /&gt;Kung wala namang nais makinig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring, Korny, Nakakasawa.&lt;br /&gt;Ayokong maniwala, tanga na kung tanga.&lt;br /&gt;Kung alam lang nila kung ganu kasakit,&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng sinabi nila aking naalala kahit nakapakit.&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, paano ko ba maiibsan ang kalungkutan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon, ngayon, bukas, parehas lang.&lt;br /&gt;Eksistensiya ko ay balewala lamang.&lt;br /&gt;Para akong hangin hindi nila mapansinpansin.&lt;br /&gt;Ni isa wala man lumalapit sakin.&lt;br /&gt;Masakit, pero sa huli kailangan ko rin tanggapin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon nakitingin na lamang ako sa kalangitan.&lt;br /&gt;Nagdarasal na darating ang araw ng kaginhawaan.&lt;br /&gt;Na bukas, maging isang taong kinakailangan.&lt;br /&gt;Maging isang taong iyong maasahan..&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na isang taong kay hirap mahalin..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-443803245677578987?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/443803245677578987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=443803245677578987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/443803245677578987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/443803245677578987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/nais-magbago.html' title='Nais Magbago'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TIZeav8qqII/AAAAAAAAAio/3RvgadgHSMM/s72-c/gikrl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-645951361441033912</id><published>2010-09-01T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:12:48.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>o1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TH5Rk0MUudI/AAAAAAAAAiY/U5HSAD7OMwI/s1600/vintage-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TH5Rk0MUudI/AAAAAAAAAiY/U5HSAD7OMwI/s320/vintage-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how beautiful the beast is,&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have let myself get seduced by him.&lt;br /&gt;because once i've come to my senses,&lt;br /&gt;i'll lost any chance i ever had of escaping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-645951361441033912?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/645951361441033912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=645951361441033912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/645951361441033912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/645951361441033912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-matter-how-beautiful-beast-is-i.html' title='o1'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TH5Rk0MUudI/AAAAAAAAAiY/U5HSAD7OMwI/s72-c/vintage-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3578857016902775820</id><published>2010-08-30T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T22:12:30.574-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Ika'y sa akin, ako'y sayo, ngayon at magpakailanman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THuTE71eReI/AAAAAAAAAiI/37kKx8AfCnI/s1600/0545-07-25-2009.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THuTE71eReI/AAAAAAAAAiI/37kKx8AfCnI/s320/0545-07-25-2009.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam kong hindi ako pinagbigyan ng tadhana.&lt;br /&gt;Pero ito ako ngayon, hinding-hindi na mawawala.&lt;br /&gt;Sa mata mo, sa tabi mo, sa utak mo, at sa puso mo.&lt;br /&gt;Mananatili akong tapat at mapagmahal sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Ika'y sa akin, ako'y sayo, ngayon at magpakailanman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korny, Cheesy, kahit ano pang sabihin mo,&lt;br /&gt;Sana'y umabot ang nararamdaman ko sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Labis na katotohanan lamang ang aking sinasambit.&lt;br /&gt;Labis na pagsusuyo ang taglay ng aking awit. &lt;br /&gt;Pagkatandaan mo, ika'y sa akin, ako'y sayo, ngayon at magpakailanman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko sasabihing iaalay ko ang langit at mga bituin sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Dahil simula't sapul hindi ito naging at magiging akin.&lt;br /&gt;Sana'y mabigyan mo pa ako ng pagkakataon na iparamdam sa iyo,&lt;br /&gt;Kung gaano kita kamahal at gaano ka kahalaga sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;Muli, ika'y sa akin, ako'y sayo, ngayon at magpakailanman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ika'y sa akin, ako'y sayo, ngayon at magpakailanman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THuTGfUVMeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/R9kzPxYsM4c/s1600/0125-03-16-2009.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THuTGfUVMeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/R9kzPxYsM4c/s320/0125-03-16-2009.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-3578857016902775820?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3578857016902775820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3578857016902775820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3578857016902775820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3578857016902775820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/ikay-sa-akin-akoy-sayo-ngayon-at.html' title='Ika&apos;y sa akin, ako&apos;y sayo, ngayon at magpakailanman.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THuTE71eReI/AAAAAAAAAiI/37kKx8AfCnI/s72-c/0545-07-25-2009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4448109731281121806</id><published>2010-08-27T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T15:25:34.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Video Games</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhJOiCePsI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MvNQZf9nozM/s1600/pakivideogames.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhJOiCePsI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MvNQZf9nozM/s320/pakivideogames.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love games, video games, sim games to be exact&lt;br /&gt;Cause it moves my heart, lures out my teary act&lt;br /&gt;Best part of it is, I can always restart every time I fail.&lt;br /&gt;Many lives to use, and at least I can create my own fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't stop playing, even if my hands go numb.&lt;br /&gt;It's my only happiness, don't care even if you call me dumb.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my world close, than open it and let the problems load.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather keep myself in fantasy, than in reality to abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me stupid, call me addict, call me names, it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;I have my own way of doing things, I'm not like you who's clever.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand complicated things and am lazy enough to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I'll set my game in easy mode where there is no such sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Video Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4448109731281121806?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4448109731281121806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4448109731281121806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4448109731281121806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4448109731281121806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/video-games.html' title='Video Games'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhJOiCePsI/AAAAAAAAAhY/MvNQZf9nozM/s72-c/pakivideogames.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8129775361751654482</id><published>2010-08-27T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:27:49.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parts'/><title type='text'>Bare Hands III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhOVlc7UpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ZhrzvVhK-mE/s1600/20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhOVlc7UpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ZhrzvVhK-mE/s320/20.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G:&lt;br /&gt;That night was exceptional, especially when we joined together&lt;br /&gt;All night long, we desperately, passionately searched for pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:&lt;br /&gt;Ever since that very night, there hasn’t been a day I haven’t thought about you&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how long I’ve waited? To be able to touch and kiss you like this again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:&lt;br /&gt;Look just how wet you are from simple smacks and kisses&lt;br /&gt;Look, just having your nipples played with, give you many ecstasies.&lt;br /&gt;Look at those teary eyes of yours, it is so attractive,&lt;br /&gt;Looking at me like that, I can’t really resist, it is so seductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:&lt;br /&gt;Now I want to make you cry, see more of your precious tears.&lt;br /&gt;Let out and let me hear your most beautiful moans.&lt;br /&gt;I desperately want to see that erotic sight again&lt;br /&gt;Feel and taste that sweet nectar of yours once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G:&lt;br /&gt;And now it is really becoming the same as that wonderful night&lt;br /&gt;Such another great masterpiece within sight&lt;br /&gt;My body is wrapped up with very sweet tingles&lt;br /&gt;Just from your red-hot and spicy kisses &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes is clouded with so much passion&lt;br /&gt;When I thrust my big stuff into you&lt;br /&gt;You cried out like you were in pain.&lt;br /&gt;And you sucked my cock in so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:&lt;br /&gt;Being inside you is still wonderful as ever sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;That night, I thrust so deep inside you so many times&lt;br /&gt;I even actually thought I’ll break you apart&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t care even if it’s one of the crimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhOb9rLJNI/AAAAAAAAAiA/sgJqkWAg6nk/s1600/photography-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhOb9rLJNI/AAAAAAAAAiA/sgJqkWAg6nk/s320/photography-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bare Hands III&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;*NOTE: Trippings lang to. This is for fun. But I am not experienced or whatsoever. I am just OBLIGED to continue the fun from Bare Hands I. Yea, obliged, because in my school, many likes it, and they are impatiently waiting for the next part.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8129775361751654482?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8129775361751654482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8129775361751654482' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8129775361751654482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8129775361751654482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/bare-hands-iii.html' title='Bare Hands III'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhOVlc7UpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/ZhrzvVhK-mE/s72-c/20.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2015924161622530234</id><published>2010-08-27T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:55:00.481-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parts'/><title type='text'>Play Girl 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhMVDg6M7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/7u7wtc2rQF0/s1600/78.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhMVDg6M7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/7u7wtc2rQF0/s320/78.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are too easy to predict&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;It seems I am incorrect.&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to be promising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I walked out from your sight&lt;br /&gt;Added your name in my collection&lt;br /&gt;Wandering who's next that night&lt;br /&gt;For tomorrow's playful action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm a girl, playgirl to be exact&lt;br /&gt;Just a sweet revenge for you guys&lt;br /&gt;Who played and hurt us women a lot.&lt;br /&gt;So then get ready for another bunch of lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Playgirl 01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2015924161622530234?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2015924161622530234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2015924161622530234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2015924161622530234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2015924161622530234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/play-girl-01.html' title='Play Girl 01'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhMVDg6M7I/AAAAAAAAAhg/7u7wtc2rQF0/s72-c/78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6107621404312141691</id><published>2010-08-27T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:55:16.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Glimpse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhNxcjgFQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/S0VRlb_VHO0/s1600/03new.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhNxcjgFQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/S0VRlb_VHO0/s320/03new.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seek adventure, I seek action, but what I found is romance.&lt;br /&gt;I want to run, I want to escape, but destiny left me no chance.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bound to this rusty chain, now I've become a prisoner of love.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go, stop, be free, soar beautifully like a dove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is crazy, so insane, now slowly I become madly in love.&lt;br /&gt;Without knowing, I'm giving all that I have&lt;br /&gt;But gradually, your presence is drifting away from me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid, I'm scared, now, I don't want to be free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a prisoner doesn't matter to me anymore&lt;br /&gt;But why, what are you leaving for?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you left, next I'm free... now I feel so empty.&lt;br /&gt;Crap fate, the hell with destiny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Glimpse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6107621404312141691?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6107621404312141691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6107621404312141691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6107621404312141691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6107621404312141691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/glimpse.html' title='Glimpse'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhNxcjgFQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/S0VRlb_VHO0/s72-c/03new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2447646761737775902</id><published>2010-08-27T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:55:31.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Come to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhMkCfifMI/AAAAAAAAAho/bT6f9QSSpLg/s1600/jkjkjkj.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhMkCfifMI/AAAAAAAAAho/bT6f9QSSpLg/s320/jkjkjkj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove this sweet poison within me&lt;br /&gt;Come, destroy this chain binding me&lt;br /&gt;Unleash the hidden power inside you&lt;br /&gt;Reign then come, take me to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make your mind wander to the farthest of the farthest&lt;br /&gt;Make your heart beat with the rate of the fastest of the fastest&lt;br /&gt;Come, climb, crawl, like an almighty scorpion&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop, don't give up, just come and be my greatest possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hold my hand, don't dare let me go&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone, for sure you'll be a man of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Those power, those efforts and actions you made,&lt;br /&gt;Will just be a part of our little and sweet serenade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Come to Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2447646761737775902?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2447646761737775902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2447646761737775902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2447646761737775902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2447646761737775902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/come-to-me.html' title='Come to me.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THhMkCfifMI/AAAAAAAAAho/bT6f9QSSpLg/s72-c/jkjkjkj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2840406024126687049</id><published>2010-08-27T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T16:45:40.564-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Seven clash of thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THgjExOwpLI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/YJ4tTu_yiBs/s1600/Question_mark_by_Ochrasy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THgjExOwpLI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/YJ4tTu_yiBs/s320/Question_mark_by_Ochrasy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I feel remorseful.&lt;br /&gt;I really regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I deeply regret.&lt;br /&gt;From the depths of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I did doubt.&lt;br /&gt;And all those reasons I made,&lt;br /&gt;are nothing but lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all,&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I did feign ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;I know, you had thought of vengeance.&lt;br /&gt;But your love for me prevailed,&lt;br /&gt;yet reaching me still failed.&lt;br /&gt;How can I say sorry?&lt;br /&gt;Will you still accept me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third of all,&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. It's because I need you. And it is all because I love you.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I was damn happy when you told me you still love me.&lt;br /&gt;My mind went blank, my eyes stared into space.&lt;br /&gt;Your words echoed in my mind, and so, I seriously thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;But I was damn frustrated, cause my mind badly, so badly rejects you.&lt;br /&gt;You know why? Because I am still trapped in the state of what you call doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth,&lt;br /&gt;In my dictionary, it says it's still infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;These feelings I have for you is transitory.&lt;br /&gt;Yes it exists now, but later, surely it will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, tell me, how shall I interpret this?&lt;br /&gt;Am I now running back and forth inside a maze of confusion?&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't find my way, the right way going to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth,&lt;br /&gt;May I know what's doubt again?&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty about the truth, factuality or existence of something?&lt;br /&gt;So now going back to you, don't you have someone special already?&lt;br /&gt;Goin back to me, does that mean, I am wasting efforts for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;Then what's this uncertainty all about? Does the truth even involves me?&lt;br /&gt;Now that I think about it, no it isn't! It became a wall that I can't even break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth,&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I can't understand what I'm saying anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is clouded with many thoughts, they are even clashing,&lt;br /&gt;can even hear them fighting.&lt;br /&gt;What shall I do? I am becoming this insane.&lt;br /&gt;Though this is a freestyle writing, does an ordinary human like you,&lt;br /&gt;can even understand the meaning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh, lastly...&lt;br /&gt;So infuriating, I can't find the right words to say.&lt;br /&gt;Now, all I know is that I changed my perception.&lt;br /&gt;About things, about the world, and about love.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to figure out. It is a continuous cycle of doubt and lies.&lt;br /&gt;But that is what makes it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;On how to make those doubts disappear, how to make those lies useful&lt;br /&gt;into making one's love a profound evidence of distorted beauty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2840406024126687049?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2840406024126687049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2840406024126687049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2840406024126687049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2840406024126687049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/seven-clash-of-thoughts.html' title='Seven clash of thoughts.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/THgjExOwpLI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/YJ4tTu_yiBs/s72-c/Question_mark_by_Ochrasy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5832228803047146373</id><published>2010-08-11T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:53:01.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Intoxicating.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TGMngh_BnRI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-CcS1WXgjU8/s1600/raiin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TGMngh_BnRI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-CcS1WXgjU8/s200/raiin.jpg" width="149" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The night is so long to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The day is soon to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What shall I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I just want to vanish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Into thin air, can you feel my breath?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm exhaling hard, inhaling hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I feel like I'm near to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Will you save from being retard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I just feel nothing now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I just want to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm now taking a bow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;With a peaceful sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Intoxication:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5832228803047146373?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5832228803047146373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5832228803047146373' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5832228803047146373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5832228803047146373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/intoxicating.html' title='Intoxicating.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TGMngh_BnRI/AAAAAAAAAhA/-CcS1WXgjU8/s72-c/raiin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8745609408495552138</id><published>2010-08-05T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:53:44.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Losing Grasp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TFscnpF40iI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0C4u_7LR3L8/s1600/lala1-184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TFscnpF40iI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0C4u_7LR3L8/s320/lala1-184.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't conquer my weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But I know God is my witness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He knows this pain I'm going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He has plans for me even though I'm blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I lost, I am a failure and that's what I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But God has plans for me, and again that's what I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I suck, I am always negative inside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but what i'm pretending is positive outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am facing the truth, but the courage that I used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;emptied all of me, I am not anymore amused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now I dont know what to feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am just nothing, Nothing but a person from hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Losing Grasp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8745609408495552138?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8745609408495552138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8745609408495552138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8745609408495552138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8745609408495552138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/08/losing-grasp.html' title='Losing Grasp'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TFscnpF40iI/AAAAAAAAAfo/0C4u_7LR3L8/s72-c/lala1-184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5957649523412887712</id><published>2010-07-27T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:30:44.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alumni Homecoming Speech in our English Subject.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TE8XlgbgeEI/AAAAAAAAAfg/eEsyE-yuyJw/s1600/DSCN7581.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TE8XlgbgeEI/AAAAAAAAAfg/eEsyE-yuyJw/s400/DSCN7581.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;my shot. :)) guess what? this shot is from a painting :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alumni Homecoming Speech&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Good afternoon to all my fellow schoolmates, batch mates, to all the teachers, to the principal, and to the directress. Thanks for this wonderful opportunity to address you today. Batch mates, I hope you don’t mind even if today’s auspicious occasion is our reunion and teachers, fellow schoolmates, I hope you don’t mind if in any case I’m disturbing your classes. Mrs. Belma A. Regis, on the behalf of my batch mates, thanks for inviting us to our dear Alma Mater and another thanks for asking me to deliver a speech of inspiration to my fellow schoolmates. I feel privileged and happy to be standing here, representing the batch 2010-2011 and I am grateful that you could all be here this morning to listen and understand my words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; As an introduction, in case you don’t know me, my name is Ren. For starters, I would describe myself as a little wanderer in a large city, ordinary citizen in an extraordinary country, one tiny creature in the one huge universe, but look out at the future, "coz' from a little wanderer, I'm going to be an elite lawyer, from an ordinary citizen, I'm going to be the president of the country, and from a one tiny creature, I'm going to be the one who will change the world. It's not a DREAM, it's a REALITY. I’m just waiting for the season when I’ll hatch from this egg or when I’ll break through this shell. And that’s what I thought years back when I graduated from this school. Unfortunately, I am just one of the “with honors” when I graduated from high school, therefore I didn’t have the chance to express myself back then. But fortunately, you might not believe this, but what I’m going to say is nothing but the truth. I graduated in UP College or University of the Philippines in Manila as a Summa Cum Laude with the course of Business Management/Administration. In case you don’t know what Summa Cum Laude is, it is the valedictorian or the highest rank when you graduate in college, with grades ranging from 1.00-1.20 or 97% to 100%.  Are you surprised? As for me, I am surprised; I can’t believe that I am the top student of this prestigious school. And this, I owe to my dearest Alma Mater, Al Hekma International School, for lighting up the flame of my soul therefore leading me to unleash the hidden potential sealed within me.               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;It is not as easy as you think, I worked to my bones, and I live my life like hell. Therefore, it became fruitful enough. It just justifies that if there’s no pain, there’s no gain. And again, I will be studying Law Proper in Ateneo University the next school year. Wish me luck, and hopefully I’ll graduate again as a Summa Cum Laude. In case you’re wondering why, as I said in my introduction, I want to be an elite lawyer and someday the president of the country. Therefore I must take these steps and endure all of these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Present students of Al-Hekma, I hope you won’t forget that you will inevitably face loads of trials, hardships, obstacles, difficulties and challenges along the route of your careers, for with the honor of becoming one with your dream comes with tremendous and rattling responsibility. Remember when you achieve your goal, accomplish it with pride. Through the years, you invested your time, you polished your skills, and you have set your own goals and met each and every challenge with courage and determination to overcome those that you’ve encountered along the way. Always bear in mind that success is never measured out by fulfilling the expectations of others, but by sincerely and honestly living up to your own expectations. Moreover it is not a place at which, one can come to, but instead it is the state and spirit which one undertakes to continue his journey. In result of becoming true and honest with yourself, of becoming a man or woman of integrity, you have made through it and earned this moment with the right to be proud of your fulfillment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; One advice from your senior, while going through every circumstances in your life, use both your head and heart, not one over the other. Be balanced and fair about everything and don’t be bias. Don’t ever judge. And if you do, don’t even think that you are just observing and can’t help it. When you observe, don’t judge, but instead understand why and accept it from the bottom of your heart. If you give the people around you your respect, trust, love, friendliness, forgiveness and loyalty, you will be surrounding with people who value these qualities and return the favor back to you. If you do everything within your own principle, dignity and conviction, your thoughts and actions will reflect it. If all your words contain truthfulness and consideration, people will welcome you into their presence. If you came from a place of steadfastness, perseverance, and faithfulness, you will surely withstand any challenge and overcome any trials and obstacles. If you bring to your work diligence, excellence, enthusiasm, confidence, obedience, reliability and modesty, your work will show it and your livelihood will prosper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; I am hoping and expecting that you will all live your lives to the fullest, to your hearts’ content and to take the course of life that will guide and lead you to your desired destination. For your futures, I hope you won’t be discouraged and continue on pursuing your dream and make it real. I hope you won’t think that there’s any limit to your success, because even the mighty sky is not the limit. You can make it, just attempt and try hard and most importantly, pray to God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Remember that some may try to negatively influence you. So you must be aware of the dangers and temptations of the world. Be confident and follow your own lead. Stand up for what you believe, and listen to your own voice. Have faith and know you are never alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Finally now, I’ll share you my essay. Life runs along the way, last for miles, but as for some it cuts short, and for others so short. So let's look ahead. With our wishful dreams and hopes for the future.  The darkness of sorrow, the light of happiness. The swift breeze of morning, the warm atmosphere of noon.  And now we've come across the path. All things we ought to know, now full of doubts. Tears fall so heavily yet no one sees.  Cries, echo, ears itself can't hear. Broken hearts all around. Shatters and fall all around us. As they fall to their knees, clutching their chests and weep in pain, does no one see? Both broken life and broken dream? As we are a part of nature, the sky cries a broken song, as we cry along to its shattering melody, studded rhythm and of a once beautiful love song. And as our relationships broaden there comes our friends. Friends may come and go, some move along with their lives, leaving us behind. Yet some stay and never let go.  Hands reach out as others never even try. And everyone has a family. A father that holds a young and talented daughter. A mother that holds a strong and proud little boy. The future's bequest that they do see yet you do not see. The world turns and spins. And in the middle is where we stand. In a twisting web, a tree of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To my fellow batch mates, classes of Neon, Nickel, and Nitrogen, “Be happier than ever, live a healthy life! Thanks to you, my life is pretty messed up before and fun right now.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To my teachers and the new ones, “Thanks for showing me the world in front of my eyes, I hope you’ll continue to inspire more students!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To my fellow schoolmates, one phrase to all of you, “It is your time to shine!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Thank you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-created by Ren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;[P.S. i'm just a 4th year highschooler right now :))]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5957649523412887712?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5957649523412887712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5957649523412887712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5957649523412887712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5957649523412887712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/07/alumni-homecoming-speech-in-our-english.html' title='Alumni Homecoming Speech in our English Subject.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TE8XlgbgeEI/AAAAAAAAAfg/eEsyE-yuyJw/s72-c/DSCN7581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-1795079895089215979</id><published>2010-07-05T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:54:20.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophies'/><title type='text'>Playing The Game of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TDI-oltaBGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/5mJMRR9rR6c/s1600/vintagephotography1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TDI-oltaBGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/5mJMRR9rR6c/s320/vintagephotography1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="quote"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="quote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's not whether you win or lose, its how you play the game. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Playing The Game of  Life&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Along with choosing your the goal of your life, you get to choose how you will play the game. The popular saying goes " the means justifies the end", and in this case ... how you play the game changes the game itself. Think about it. If you steal and cheat ... your life is going to be spent thinking about how to steal and cheat and avoid getting caught. And if you are caught, you are going invest a lot of time and emotions in handling the unpleasant consequences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Why Choose To Develop &amp;amp; Use Virtues?&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Simply put, if you develop and use virtues in your day to day life ... your path becomes smoother. People will both like and respect you ... and welcome you into their lives. It will be easy to get along with people ... and spot the ones to avoid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;It is a fact that some people just do not get it ... and they bring chaos, turmoil, drama and toxic energy and events into your life. You know the ones -- everything wrong is because of someone else.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;For a bird's &lt;acronym lang="green" title="eue"&gt;eye&lt;/acronym&gt; view of the virtues and how using them can improve the way you play as well as the game of life itself ... see how they help you get along better with your fellow man and thrive on the planet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Shall we get started? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Right Concentration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; : If you focus your attention on peacefulness, responsibility, detachment and tolerance ... your life is going to attract people and events with these qualities into your life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Relationship &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: If you offer the people around you respect, caring, trust, honor, love, friendliness, forgiveness and loyalty ... you will surround yourself with people who value these qualities and offer them to you in return.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Intention&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; : If all your words and actions come from an attitude of service, trustworthiness, fairness, purposefulness, determination and cleanliness ... people will sense this and respond in kind. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Mindfulness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; : If you keep in mind ... and thus your thoughts and actions reflect ... idealism, reverence, self-discipline and gratitude -- you are going to attract people and situations where these virtues are valued, needed and rewarded. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Thinking &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: If your thoughts reflect your innate courage, creativity, honesty and generosity ... your speech and actions will demonstrate them to the people around you more clearly than if you shouted it from the treetops. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Speech&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; : If all your words reflected and embodied truthfulness ... tact ... helpfulness ... understanding ... thankfulness ... and consideration ... people will notice it and welcome you into their presence. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Effort &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: If you come from a place of steadfastness, resourcefulness, perseverance, moderation, and faithfulness ... you can withstand any challenge and overcome any obstacle. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Action&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; : If all your actions reflect the integrity, courtesy&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;kindness&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; gentleness, justice and mercy you believe everyone is entitled to ... you will get these same qualities in return from your fellow man as well as the universe. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Livelihood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; : If you bring to your work diligence, excellence, enthusiasm, confidence, obedience, reliability and modesty ... your work will show it and your livelihood will prosper. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right Timing &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;: If you embrace the qualities of humility, and balance patience with assertiveness, and orderliness with flexibility ... you will act in harmony with the events and trends around you. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right View&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; : If you view the world with joyfulness and see the inherent unity of all things ... then you will start to see a new world and heaven will appear out of thin air before you.     &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-1795079895089215979?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/1795079895089215979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=1795079895089215979' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1795079895089215979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1795079895089215979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/07/playing-game-of-life.html' title='Playing The Game of Life'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TDI-oltaBGI/AAAAAAAAAfY/5mJMRR9rR6c/s72-c/vintagephotography1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5252602342663397021</id><published>2010-07-03T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:54:20.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophies'/><title type='text'>The most</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC-zgYluC1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/q64gbPQvEIE/s1600/PlacetofindaPeace.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC-zgYluC1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/q64gbPQvEIE/s320/PlacetofindaPeace.png" width="172" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most destructive habit: &lt;i style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Worry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The greatest joy: &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Giving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most endangered species: &lt;b style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dedicated Leaders&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our greatest natural resource: &lt;i style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our Youth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The greatest "shot in the arm": &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Encouragement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The greatest problem to overcome: &lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most effective sleeping pill: &lt;i style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Peace of Mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most crippling disease:&lt;i style="color: cyan; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Excuses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most powerful force in life: &lt;b style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most destructive pariah: &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Gossip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most incredible computer: &lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Human Brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The worst thing to be without: &lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The deadliest weapon: &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The two most powerful words: &lt;b style="color: orange; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can Do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The greatest asset: &lt;i style="color: red; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most worthless emotion: &lt;i style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Self-Pity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The worst thing you can lose: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Self-Respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most satisfying work: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Helping Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The ugliest personality trait: &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Selfishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most beautiful attire: &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;A Smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most prized possession: &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;Integrity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most contagious spirit: &lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The most powerful communication: &lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC-1Jw6OP3I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/JEGzr2le3M4/s1600/RejoiceintheLord.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC-1Jw6OP3I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/JEGzr2le3M4/s320/RejoiceintheLord.png" width="170" /&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/4597251932725261223-5252602342663397021?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5252602342663397021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5252602342663397021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5252602342663397021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5252602342663397021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/07/most.html' title='The most'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC-zgYluC1I/AAAAAAAAAfI/q64gbPQvEIE/s72-c/PlacetofindaPeace.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8030830698834386508</id><published>2010-07-02T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:54:38.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>So don't give up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC6bWWBBjyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/IJTM7ZWMt-k/s1600/vintagephotography1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC6cPB8KJ3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/95wA9dkc1iE/s1600/kissing-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC6cPB8KJ3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/95wA9dkc1iE/s320/kissing-1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't lose hope too easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe that if you persevere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you'll definitely succeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're only two types of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Those who work hard&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and those who don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't say I'm the strongest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this is my responsibility.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to cry, do it in my arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me your troubles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you feel insecure, I'll hold you tight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So don't give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8030830698834386508?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8030830698834386508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8030830698834386508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8030830698834386508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8030830698834386508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-dont-give-up.html' title='So don&apos;t give up.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC6cPB8KJ3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/95wA9dkc1iE/s72-c/kissing-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4283606215843688584</id><published>2010-07-02T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:54:47.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophies'/><title type='text'>Swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC2UY6HfCnI/AAAAAAAAAew/7eJpVfSGkSc/s1600/Holga_MSenior_swingset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC2UY6HfCnI/AAAAAAAAAew/7eJpVfSGkSc/s320/Holga_MSenior_swingset.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging makes me remember my childhood. It's so funny that I'm too happy before. But now I can't find a glimpse of real happiness in this heart of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like an idiot when I watch my shadow while I'm swinging up and down then I came to realize that I'm laughing and enjoying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wondering if I can do the same with life, that even though I am at the top or even down, I can still smile and enjoy the feeling. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4283606215843688584?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4283606215843688584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4283606215843688584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4283606215843688584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4283606215843688584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/07/swing.html' title='Swing'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TC2UY6HfCnI/AAAAAAAAAew/7eJpVfSGkSc/s72-c/Holga_MSenior_swingset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7014042262583409783</id><published>2010-06-30T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T15:54:58.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>You don't even deserve me. =XX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;╭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: x-large;"&gt;∩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;╮&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;≧&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;◡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;≦&lt;/span&gt;╭&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13; font-size: x-large;"&gt;∩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;╮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lose, I win.&lt;br /&gt;By Ren Concha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand years is what it feels&lt;br /&gt;After being ignored and now back to normal&lt;br /&gt;A million tears in between those smiles&lt;br /&gt;After playing dumb and now being real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaningless, significant imagination lingers&lt;br /&gt;In this dull memory, and now purposely caters&lt;br /&gt;To both mind and soul, it deliberately delivers&lt;br /&gt;Telling me the unrealized truth that only matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That a person like you isn’t even half-deserving&lt;br /&gt;To someone like me who keeps on trying&lt;br /&gt;To give love more than anything and everything&lt;br /&gt;All left to say is, “You lose, and I win.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;know why? you're so stupid to not notice me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You're such a foolish person to only ignore me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;play with me and say things that only makes me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;expect something. I'm not 'feeler', but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;anyone who is in my position will really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;assume that way. But one thing that matters,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You lose because I really don't like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;or even loved you &lt;b&gt;after all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I win because I hurt your selfish pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;and useless ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7014042262583409783?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7014042262583409783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7014042262583409783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7014042262583409783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7014042262583409783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-dont-even-deserve-me-xx.html' title='You don&apos;t even deserve me. =XX'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-182017921305873767</id><published>2010-06-29T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:35:57.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notice'/><title type='text'>Teen Creed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCpMWJzUKxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/6XmPAxGDjxo/s1600/Diary.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCpMWJzUKxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/6XmPAxGDjxo/s320/Diary.png" width="204" /&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;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Words to Live By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stick to your Values&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They will guide you always to do right.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Honor your Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;They will always be on your side.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Respect yourself and Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No one will respect you until you do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Choose your Friends Wisely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some may try to negatively influence you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Exercise Caution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Be aware of the dangers and temptations of the world.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Follow your Own Lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Stand up for what you believe,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and listen to your own voice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Laugh Often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's good for mind, body and soul.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Have Faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; know you are never alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-182017921305873767?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/182017921305873767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=182017921305873767' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/182017921305873767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/182017921305873767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/06/teen-creed.html' title='Teen Creed'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCpMWJzUKxI/AAAAAAAAAeo/6XmPAxGDjxo/s72-c/Diary.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8115435513250098583</id><published>2010-06-29T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:53:23.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Basic Simple Complexities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCnj9nLgxNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DmYhdkZFe7w/s1600/einstien-quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCnj9nLgxNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DmYhdkZFe7w/s400/einstien-quote.jpg" width="397" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEARNING to wake up, that is a problem within itself, literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As there is no lesson plan, nothing at all to conceive of, and there is no secret recipe to guide you toward enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there is no secret at all. It is yours to have, even if you do not know it, you HAVE it, within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only your mind causes it to be seemingly unattainable and even non-existent. You are asleep in your psyche and you are shrouded with a veil that is made up of patterns of your behavior. A scarf cloth of your own ideas and concepts of what REALITY is to you and as only you see is , for your reality is= MY illusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your conditioned thoughts are like the dark clouds of a summer storm.&lt;br /&gt;Their haze and fog have blurred and distorted your perception.&lt;br /&gt;Now your view is all but camouflaged, hidden inside of your mind’s&lt;br /&gt;masquerade, withing it's feaux facade is an imitation of your so-called crystal clear copies of delusions and nightmares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can uncover and awaken to your "other" self . You can try to separate your "other self" from yourself once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in a place inside of you, a place that is free of everything and empty of anything; and although yet it it is empty, you sense the sensation that you are filled with something you can only sense and never say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often it speaks to you of so many important things. It speaks to you, whispers into your ears with a voice so silently soft, that now you have grown accustomed to listening to it without ever truly hearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is necessary every once in a while, to have some sort of a conversation with yourself but I would advise you be alone and make sure that alone you stay; otherwise, you never know WHO will call WHO to come and pick you up because you are talking to your "self"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognize and know it (this place) as the impenetrable abyss that is behind your mindful thoughts and then you can disentangle it from your worldly conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place in you holds something that is more to you than anything else you've ever felt and it is made up of everything else you have ever felt .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It almost speaks to me as if in another language that is all of our own. It is a language spoken from only the deepest, most reverent and innermost heart of your heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the shield of your soul and the window of your spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will feel it as the strongest/weakest, hardest/softest, thickest/thinnest, fullest/emptiest and largest/smallest part of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can almost be described as a “void” into which eventually will fade your past thoughts, past regrettes and past lives! The dark and cloudy haze of your perception might then decide to relieve itself right on top of MY head... but if it does, then please accept my gratitude in being able to help you to clear up all that you have inside of yourself. Everything outside of you, all that you see, is seen from your eyes, perception and yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to those in which you allow their energy to "enter" into yourself as your energy "exits out" and enters into them. Remember to treat others as you would want to be treated yourself and this will work for you, as this will manifest into your own true nature. It also will bring out the true nature of another just by being out itself .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally never, never search for truth as truth is all that you are. Do not look for enlightenment and will come to you. Many times there are things much too simple to even be considered, things much too fragile to reach out and grab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look too deeply into the words and you will get lost; however, if you let the words barely touch into your mind, only the words and nothing else, you will be suprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave as much as you can of yourself in a state of simplicity, and try as hard as you can not to roam far from the basics. It is the simple and most basic of things in life that has a tendency to become the most complicated after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copied from Think Deeply :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMAZING!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8115435513250098583?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8115435513250098583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8115435513250098583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8115435513250098583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8115435513250098583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/06/basic-simple-complexities.html' title='Basic Simple Complexities'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCnj9nLgxNI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DmYhdkZFe7w/s72-c/einstien-quote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3521948604607226538</id><published>2010-06-28T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:43:47.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><title type='text'>A Thankful Heart Is the Way to Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCkHvyvmHKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/h8fg-p48_tE/s1600/happiness.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCkHvyvmHKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/h8fg-p48_tE/s400/happiness.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people go through life looking for happiness? Dogs and cats look for food and comfort, but they certainly don't go to all the trouble that people do in their continual search for happiness. I suppose the reason is that we are the only ones who can align ourselves with the hado of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago, I had a discussion with a well-known international economist, and he said something that has stuck with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think people continually search for happiness? The reason is because we people have a link to unlimited existence. But many of us make a serious mistake. We set up conditions for happiness based on riches and fame, momentary pleasures, and things that are limited and always changing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are those who are rich beyond most of our imaginations, and yet they continue to want more as they strive in vain to find happiness. The reason it's in vain is because they are looking to find unlimited happiness in limited money and riches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless we can become one with the unlimited existence, we will never find true happiness. This requires that we raise our consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that can be seen with the human eye is of this limited world. Sooner or later, the material trappings will end, and as long as that is how we define happiness, our hearts will always feel hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I understand that casting aside all desire is not possible or even advisable. In fact, desire is not what's preventing us from finding happiness. An appropriate amount of desire is needed to make people strive for something better, and it's what made it possible for human society to rise to its current level. The problem arises when we become slaves to our desires. Our modern society operates on the ability to stir up desire in the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no easy task to find happiness in a society established on insatiable desire. So what is it that we need to do to escape never-ending desire and find happiness? The answer is to have a thankful heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than ever, we live in a time when love and appreciation is truly needed. And I think the right ratio for appreciation and love is 2:1 -- the exact ratio of hydrogen to oxygen in the H2O molecule!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen where words of appreciation and love result in crystals of indescribable beauty. There are no conditions needed for appreciation. We can be thankful for life and for our freedom to move about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you align your soul with the hado of appreciation and love, a small drop of happiness will seep into your heart and spread throughout your body. This will link you to the vibration of happiness, and happiness will become a part of your daily life. And this is the secret for finding happiness right now wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by Masaru Emoto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isn't it amazing? To me, it is superb, indeed amazing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-3521948604607226538?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3521948604607226538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3521948604607226538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3521948604607226538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3521948604607226538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/06/thankful-heart-is-way-to-happiness.html' title='A Thankful Heart Is the Way to Happiness'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCkHvyvmHKI/AAAAAAAAAdw/h8fg-p48_tE/s72-c/happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7645398728350034325</id><published>2010-06-24T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:43:11.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>I'd rather be a fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCP4eY1XQbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XARhSPTFRS8/s1600/storm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCP4eY1XQbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XARhSPTFRS8/s400/storm.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be a fool and live being hurt&lt;br /&gt;than to be wise and live being hated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather love and make others happy&lt;br /&gt;than to be self-serving and disappoint others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather smile and act cheerful&lt;br /&gt;than to be an emo-much and cause attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather look ugly, plump and simple&lt;br /&gt;than to be beautiful, sexy that is being toyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be clueless and senseless&lt;br /&gt;than to know everything and dream an impossible dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be dumb and numb in everything&lt;br /&gt;than to be a feeler to something but actually I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because being wise makes me think that&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be her.&lt;br /&gt;She who never sacrificed anything but liked and loved my many.&lt;br /&gt;She who never attracted attention but being the center of it.&lt;br /&gt;She who everyone admired and adored.&lt;br /&gt;She who have a thousand true friends.&lt;br /&gt;She who I thought was never capable being a friend but actually the best one.&lt;br /&gt;and most of all she who have the true love I never experienced before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7645398728350034325?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7645398728350034325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7645398728350034325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7645398728350034325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7645398728350034325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/06/id-rather-be-fool.html' title='I&apos;d rather be a fool'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCP4eY1XQbI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XARhSPTFRS8/s72-c/storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7757912116907869546</id><published>2010-06-21T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:56:46.106-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCntgubYL7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/bjTufojwFFE/s1600/best-friends.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCntgubYL7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/bjTufojwFFE/s320/best-friends.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Best Friends&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both have different worlds by then&lt;br /&gt;But I was attracted in one thing&lt;br /&gt;So I introduced my name, I'm Ren&lt;br /&gt;And oh I'm amazed with her upbringing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to like each other's personalities&lt;br /&gt;And then we laugh at each other's stories&lt;br /&gt;And now we share thousands of secrets&lt;br /&gt;We even have each other's pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best Friends is what we are&lt;br /&gt;Wishing at the same star&lt;br /&gt;Having the same dream&lt;br /&gt;Fighting together in one team...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7757912116907869546?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7757912116907869546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7757912116907869546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7757912116907869546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7757912116907869546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/06/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCntgubYL7I/AAAAAAAAAeA/bjTufojwFFE/s72-c/best-friends.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3089276657577056311</id><published>2010-06-10T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:43:30.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;Im not a plaything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(poem-version)&lt;br /&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/photography/?action=view&amp;current=mhmmm2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/photography/mhmmm2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make me fall for you a million times&lt;br /&gt;make my heart beat for you a billion times&lt;br /&gt;make me smile for eternity&lt;br /&gt;make me live in serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't fall for you so fast&lt;br /&gt;but i expect you will last&lt;br /&gt;i won't play hard to get either&lt;br /&gt;i promise I won't be a bother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just prove me I made a right choice&lt;br /&gt;let me know im not one of your toys&lt;br /&gt;make a vow, dont mess with me&lt;br /&gt;make a promise, don't joke with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather smash this feeling to bits&lt;br /&gt;than to be with you as a plaything&lt;br /&gt;and i won't think twice i'll call it quits.&lt;br /&gt;than to spend the rest of my life hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ren&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-3089276657577056311?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3089276657577056311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3089276657577056311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3089276657577056311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3089276657577056311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/06/seriously.html' title='Seriously.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/photography/th_mhmmm2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8264409187448733688</id><published>2010-06-08T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:59:14.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>Love Intended For Everyone - LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCnuES7l8hI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0ubLibOIDXg/s1600/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCnuES7l8hI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0ubLibOIDXg/s320/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is more complicated than life. But if you look at life in a different way. You'll see that life is originally easy. :) We are just blinded by our own fears and sorrows. We are just afraid to face those facts and still continue to live in undying opinions. In short our eyes are seeing not reality but illusion and our ears are hearing not truths but lies. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me LIFE is GREAT&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ove &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;ntended &lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;or &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;veryone)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; a (&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;rand &lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;eality &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;veryone's &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;pproaching &lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;hrough)&lt;br /&gt;but for others they say LIFE is&lt;br /&gt;CRUEL, since they&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;ant &lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;eally &lt;b&gt;U&lt;/b&gt;nderstand &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;ven &lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;ittle)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look. People have the right to be stupid, but some people abuse that privilege. We didn't even tried to understand. We didn't even tried to pause and reflect. Some are just a couple of acting ignorant idiots. Some are so afraid to open their mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Justice depends on us. We must create it, not find it.&lt;br /&gt;And look, originally, no one is meant to be alone. No one is meant to suffer. No one is meant to cry. But look now, there are couple of emos and loners in society wasting their life living under the darkness. We just don't try to understand our fellow humans. We are just a couple of greedy beings thinking all about ourselves not as a whole. That's why we say Life is cruel, or Life is Unfair, and whatever damn things about life. :( Why don't we learn to open our eyes once again, and now learn the proper way to view life's perspectives. Why don't we learn to open our ears again, for us to take the pain upon hearing those truths. Why don't we learn to speak so our inner voice may really come out. Let's go back being a baby and learn how life plays again. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ren. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8264409187448733688?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8264409187448733688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8264409187448733688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8264409187448733688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8264409187448733688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-intended-for-everyone-life.html' title='Love Intended For Everyone - LIFE'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCnuES7l8hI/AAAAAAAAAeI/0ubLibOIDXg/s72-c/4081601044_f962e3762d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7709197374411969002</id><published>2010-06-02T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T06:32:59.639-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>How to make a LoveSong.</title><content type='html'>The 1st part of this song, I guess&lt;br /&gt;Should start with something sweet&lt;br /&gt;Cause lovesongs often do, and you know me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a geek&lt;br /&gt;For songs that I can sing to you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm hoping this could be one&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that you would like&lt;br /&gt;Me... I mean (este)... like it when I'm done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd part is easy to mess up with&lt;br /&gt;Somethng cheesy&lt;br /&gt;So I better choose my words cause I&lt;br /&gt;Don't want it to be mushy...&lt;br /&gt;Coz' that's the thing with love songs&lt;br /&gt;And that's the tricky part&lt;br /&gt;It's hard not to sound corny when you're&lt;br /&gt;Singing from the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the chorus comes, I must come up&lt;br /&gt;With something clever&lt;br /&gt;Cuz For you it's just a lovesong but for me&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never!&lt;br /&gt;And though I tried my best to make it&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful and true&lt;br /&gt;I Could Never Make A Song As&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful As You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Adopted from the song &lt;b&gt;Parokya ni Edgar - How to make a Love Song&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I opened the door&lt;br /&gt;a face of a boy appeared in front of me&lt;br /&gt;He suddenly grabbed my hand and caused an uproar&lt;br /&gt;but for me it felt that it was my heart which is grabbed harshly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/Manga/?action=view&amp;current=Akuma_de_Koibito_Story03_-_028.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/Manga/Akuma_de_Koibito_Story03_-_028.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hand is hot, perfect for my hand that's cold&lt;br /&gt;I looked at her and I felt a strike of lightning&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to show the pain, that's why I glared&lt;br /&gt;But what is this feeling, am I falling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are deeply staring and some were glaring&lt;br /&gt;And as for me, I have no idea what's happening&lt;br /&gt;Then he glared at me and went closer&lt;br /&gt;He whispered 'bear with me, I'm a prisoner'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no choice but to tell since me being a prisoner is the truth&lt;br /&gt;And as a proof here I am holding her hands, stuck with this unbearable fate&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm wrong to drag her to my world but I need to go back to the root  &lt;br /&gt;The root of my life, and I no longer have the patience to wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbfounded, I was supposed to be the prisoner here&lt;br /&gt;Yet those words sent shivers to my soul&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him, somehow something became clear&lt;br /&gt;I want to care for him, then there I started to play the role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope she'll gladly accept the role to be my bearer&lt;br /&gt;I have no chance to tell her the story of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I think she understands&lt;br /&gt;I hope this'll go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm going to be the bearer.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell is happening&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what his story is.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I'll help him work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, my soul will be enlightened,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to her help, I'll be free again.&lt;br /&gt;I hope nothing will become weird.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I am feeling so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I played my role, I'll be gone.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere unknown to him,&lt;br /&gt;Yet what is this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;It feels that I know him for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it is impossible for that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;But wait, I saw a birthmark in her shoulder&lt;br /&gt;It was so familiar, but again&lt;br /&gt;this dull memory of mine can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I remember something,&lt;br /&gt;He was my childhood friend&lt;br /&gt;It was so obvious from those posters of him&lt;br /&gt;My heart is in panick, I hope he'll notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember anything but damn,&lt;br /&gt;the stage seems so long to reach enough&lt;br /&gt;I feel like everything is in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;What about her? What does she think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this to finish,&lt;br /&gt;I want to introduce myself to him.&lt;br /&gt;Yet everything is in a slow-mo.&lt;br /&gt;What about him? What does he think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, we've reached the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, I can soon introduce to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Everyone, this girl beside me,&lt;br /&gt;Is the girl who stole my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone will accept her.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. I can't stop myself from talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Mom, dad. For 18 years of my life,&lt;br /&gt;I was stuck, forced to love this girl,&lt;br /&gt;who honestly, I don't have any feelings for.&lt;br /&gt;And now I hope you'll accept this girl beside me,&lt;br /&gt;since she is the one who changed my life.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't joking. All of these are the truth.&lt;br /&gt;She truly changed my life. The moment I held&lt;br /&gt;her hands. I felt greatness in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'She saw right through my soul.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is he saying? I'm blushing here.&lt;br /&gt;What is this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I feel that something is pinching my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'She is my one and only childhood friend,&lt;br /&gt;from 12 years ago. :) The only one who my&lt;br /&gt;subconscious mind loved and still loves.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'And along these years.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find anyone else to love&lt;br /&gt;but her. Don't blame me. Don't blame her.&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame my heart. Blame my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;For I can't see anyone other than her. :]'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks for listening.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to go down the stage,&lt;br /&gt;yet she grabbed the microphone&lt;br /&gt;and said those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Everyone. Nice to meet you. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll accept me.&lt;br /&gt;I love this boy next to me.&lt;br /&gt;He is the one who my&lt;br /&gt;subconscious self loved and still loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I saying?&lt;br /&gt;I'll end it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Thanks for hearing me out.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing those words makes me want to be with her for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It made me remember that when we're little kids she promised to be my bride.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't impossible now, but will she accept this proposal of mine?&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm free and after I heard those, do I still need to hesitate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are walking again down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;The door is near, will this end so fast?&lt;br /&gt;I missed him, and after seeing him, I can't let go of him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Tears start running down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the right time, in front of these crowd&lt;br /&gt;I need to do that. Or else I'm just killing myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like tragedies and I know this is destiny.&lt;br /&gt;But why is she crying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it won't end this fast.&lt;br /&gt;Minutes later, we'll reach the end.&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Why does he stopped?&lt;br /&gt;Why is he kneeling before his knees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Hey. Years we haven't seen each other.&lt;br /&gt;Now that we've reunited, I can't take to&lt;br /&gt;seperate anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your blushing cheeks, Your kissable lips&lt;br /&gt;Your marble eyes, Your crystal tears&lt;br /&gt;Your heart of gold, Your soul so pure,&lt;br /&gt;Will you let it be mine?&lt;br /&gt;No, will you be mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you be by my side forever?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be my bearer forever? Will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GIRL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what I'm hearing.&lt;br /&gt;It's as if he was reading my mind all these time.&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this end either.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't care what other people would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I may not be good for you. Some have changed these&lt;br /&gt;past few years. But I promise you, I'll be by&lt;br /&gt;your side forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blushing cheeks will make you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;My kiss will give you courage.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes will see through you.&lt;br /&gt;My heart will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;My soul will be always with you.&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already yours since I'm born.&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be till forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your bearer. I'll bear your&lt;br /&gt;pain. I'll bear your hardships. I'll bear your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I'll bear your sadness. I'll be there each moment of your life.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I'll marry you!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/Manga/?action=view&amp;current=Ouji_Romantica_v01_Story3_0030.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/Manga/Ouji_Romantica_v01_Story3_0030.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6271598460049914669?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6271598460049914669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6271598460049914669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4778759624123174609</id><published>2010-05-31T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:43:56.854-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Soul-Mate. 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/?action=view&amp;current=love_laboratory_ch2_05.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/love_laboratory_ch2_05.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Soulmate 01&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;read the message&lt;br /&gt;just meant for only you&lt;br /&gt;"please find me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to find me,&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for you,&lt;br /&gt;even if I grow white hairs&lt;br /&gt;you're the only one&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to be with&lt;br /&gt;even after-death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we could be together...&lt;br /&gt;Sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever you might be&lt;br /&gt;im prepared to accept&lt;br /&gt;you with all of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;im prepared to love you&lt;br /&gt;whatever it takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only need your soul&lt;br /&gt;to linger beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've been waitin&lt;br /&gt;for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;I swear upon the name of our&lt;br /&gt;love that I will love you&lt;br /&gt;for infinity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4778759624123174609?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4778759624123174609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4778759624123174609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4778759624123174609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4778759624123174609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/05/soul-mate-01.html' title='Soul-Mate. 01'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7131242128879487390</id><published>2010-05-26T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T06:05:07.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parts'/><title type='text'>I want to soar II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCnvcyE6IgI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SeUeQr2MPos/s1600/Holga_MSenior_swingset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/TCnvcyE6IgI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/SeUeQr2MPos/s320/Holga_MSenior_swingset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;I want to soar II&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that someday the wind will change it's direction,&lt;br /&gt;at the same time the water will change it's flow,&lt;br /&gt;and someday at the same time, I can be the main protagonist in action,&lt;br /&gt;yet I was so foolish to dream, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I don't know if I'm trying my best.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing these and those but I still feel empty.&lt;br /&gt;I'm desperately trying to think, but please give it a rest,&lt;br /&gt;cause nothing, I can only think of nothing but things that are unworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reality, I'm useless,&lt;br /&gt;in fantasy, I'm a hero&lt;br /&gt;Look at the difference&lt;br /&gt;There's too much to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually now, I fear so much that I can't open my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any confidence to speak,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to listen to those words which I call lies,&lt;br /&gt;I feel so disgusting that it makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any strength to fight!&lt;br /&gt;Even though I continue to live with just might&lt;br /&gt;I'll still end up losing&lt;br /&gt;Just like how my life right now is ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know it doesn't end here or there.&lt;br /&gt;right now I'm still working with my resolve.&lt;br /&gt;A resolve stronger than the strongest thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;And all left to do is to believe, have faith and win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hereby promise, once again, I will soar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7131242128879487390?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7131242128879487390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7131242128879487390' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5509679713864751005</id><published>2010-04-11T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:38:25.742-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>Cute Doggy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S8KVWzVNJ8I/AAAAAAAAAbs/BN1ffVFhsZ4/s1600/1024x768_01373541-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S8KVWzVNJ8I/AAAAAAAAAbs/BN1ffVFhsZ4/s320/1024x768_01373541-1.jpg" /&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;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;A really cute doggy! Arf Arf!&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/4597251932725261223-5509679713864751005?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5509679713864751005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5509679713864751005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5509679713864751005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5509679713864751005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/04/cute-doggy.html' title='Cute Doggy!!'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S8KVWzVNJ8I/AAAAAAAAAbs/BN1ffVFhsZ4/s72-c/1024x768_01373541-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7177618491120994821</id><published>2010-04-10T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:41:33.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>My Last Shot. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;My Last Shot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did anything and everything,&lt;br /&gt;and there's one more thing left.&lt;br /&gt;I shoot, aiming for the moon&lt;br /&gt;purposely missing to land among the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though, I purposely missed it,&lt;br /&gt;I never expected that it would land in that place,&lt;br /&gt;yet, luckily, I'm thankful, coz it landed&lt;br /&gt;in the place where it really belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's not just a star,&lt;br /&gt;it's where the star was born.&lt;br /&gt;it is your heart, your soul that shines.&lt;br /&gt;it's where it landed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally with that, my last shot,&lt;br /&gt;my heart which I have used to shoot&lt;br /&gt;have entered the world&lt;br /&gt;where it really belongs.&lt;br /&gt;where it is wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Where it is not forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;where it is needed.&lt;br /&gt;and where it is forever loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as I open my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I found myself in a paradise.&lt;br /&gt;beside him, beside Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;as he let me know, by dreams,&lt;br /&gt;what treasure I have found&lt;br /&gt;in the journey, I had back on Earth...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7177618491120994821?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7177618491120994821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7177618491120994821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7177618491120994821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7177618491120994821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-last-shot.html' title='My Last Shot. =)'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7894744096083108325</id><published>2010-04-03T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:40:22.554-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Harapin mo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Harapin Mo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni Ren Concha&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Harapin ang bukas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;wag matakot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;matutong magtimpi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Labanan ang pagkatakot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Magkaruon ng tiwala sa sarili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Nang tuluyan mo nang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;malampasan mga hadlang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Na sa kinabukasan mo'y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;pilit humaharang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Matutong tumayo sa sarili mong paa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Nang hindi naa umasa pa sa iba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Walang mapapala kung patuloy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;kang magkukubli sa isang sulok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Pilitin mong makawala sa kadiliman;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;sa iyong sariling pagkabusabos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Buksan mo ang bintana nang kalinawagan;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;nang makalaya ang siyang kaluluwang batid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Huwag magsinungaling sa sarili.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Harapin ang katotohanan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Buksan ang mga matang may lakas ng loob;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Hanapin mo ang katotohanan na bumabalot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;sa kasinungalingan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Nang maging maliwanag;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;ang daang pinapatag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Magmahal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Magtiwala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Maghintay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Magsaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Umasa sa walang hanggang kasiyahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;-REN. (akin toh) ;)&lt;br /&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/4597251932725261223-7894744096083108325?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7894744096083108325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7894744096083108325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7894744096083108325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7894744096083108325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2009/11/harapin-mo.html' title='Harapin mo.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4789474340377595620</id><published>2010-04-02T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:39:15.609-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Tell me How</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;Tell me How&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me how am i supposed to live without you&lt;br /&gt;especially now that i don't even know how to forget you&lt;br /&gt;tell me how am i supposed to open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;when all i've been seeing is what i call lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was almost near to being out of life&lt;br /&gt;only your love is keeping me alive&lt;br /&gt;everything doesn't matter to anymore&lt;br /&gt;all i want is for you to come and open the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz no words can express how much i've been missing you&lt;br /&gt;coz no feelings could tell how much i've been wanting you&lt;br /&gt;coz no words can say how much i've been needing you&lt;br /&gt;and no feelings could tell how much i've been loving you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4789474340377595620?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4789474340377595620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4789474340377595620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4789474340377595620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4789474340377595620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/04/tell-me-how.html' title='Tell me How'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2478421983255512899</id><published>2010-04-02T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:54:54.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><title type='text'>Eleksyon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Eleksyon ba kamo? Dito naghahari ang kasinungalinan. Lumilitaw ang mga taong sadyang mapalinlang. Tukso ay lumalapit. Pera ang katapusan ng usapan. Panalo ang may pinakamaring pera."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Kaawa-awang ating ibang mga kababayan na habang sinusulat ang pangalan ng kanilang boto'y nakangiti't taos pusong umaasa sa mga salita at kung anu pa mang platapormang pinangako ng mga kandidato. Ngunit sa kabilang kamay naghahari ang utak na maraming planong lingid sa kaalaman ng masa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Kung iisipin ay nakakaawa rin ang mga taong nagpapagamit sa demonyo. Nang dahil sa pera. &lt;b&gt;'DAHIL SA PERA.'&lt;/b&gt; Magbabayad ng marami para lamang sila ang botohin. Gagamitin ang kanilang tauhan para subukang patayin ang kalaban. Gagawin lahat lahat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;para makuha ang puwestong magpapayaman sa kanila.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Hindi ko tinutukoy lahat. Ngunit ang iba rin ay mapipilitang maging ganyan. Kung hindi man mapalitan, pag sila ang nasa puwesto ay tiyak kong sinasabi lilitaw ang kanilang kaswapangan. Hindi ko rin sinasabi na ganun sa lahat. Ngunit kung sa kailalim-ilaliman ng iyong kaluluwa'y ninanais mong serbisyuhan ang mamamayan ay walang alinlangan ikaw ang tanging pinunong nararapat parangalan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Isa nating mahahalimbawa ang ating yumaong Corazon Aquino sa isang magiting na pinuno. At ang isang halimbawa ng tukso at kaswapangan sa pwesto ay ang yumaong Marcos. Nuong una'y oo, gumanda ang ating ekonomiya. Nararapat siya. Ngunit nilamon siya ng kanyang kaswapangan at nagdeklara ng isang kasuklam-suklam na pangyayari ang martial law. Kayraming tao ang nawala sa dilim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kawawang Pilipinas na wala nang inasenso. Mga buhay na nasira. Mga kaluluwang nasusunog sa impyerno. Mga nilalapitan ng tukso. Mga pusong umiiyak.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Pilipinas, akin lamang masasabi. Huwag magpalinlang sa pera o popularidad. Kilatasin ang kaloob-looban ng pinunong inyong bobotohin. Huwag matakot na makitilan ng sariling buhay kung ang maililigtas ay ang isang bilyong buhay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Ngayon, nagtataka ba kayo o natatakot sa mga magnanakaw, rapist, kidnapper, drug addict, o kung anu pa man. Kung kayo'y natatakot ipapaalam ko lang kayo rin ang gumawa ng sarili niyong multo. Bakit may rapist kung ang pinuno nang ating bansa ay mahusay magpatakbo, na magagawan pa niya ng paraan na ang bawat sulok ng distrikto ng Pilipinas mapaaraw o gabi man ay laging may nagbabantay. Bakit may kidnapper o magnanakaw kung ang pinuno ay tiyak na maaasikaso ang mga buhay ng kanyang mamamayan. Isipin bakit may mga tambay na nagiinuman na kapag malala ay nakakagawa ng mga karumal dumal na krimen kung ang pinuno ng bansa ay makakausap ang bawat pinuno ng probinsya o distrikto na bigyan ng marangal na trabaho ang mga ito. Hindi ba? Hindi lamang dahilan ang pagiging tamad. Isipin kung bakit naging tamad. At higit sa lahat nagtataka ba kayo kung bakit tayo hindi umasenso, dahil ang boses nati'y hindi iisa. Lahat ay nagsisimula sa pamilya. Eh tingnan nga natin, kung mapapansin maraming mga batang kalye na tinaboy na ng kanilang magulang. Maraming mga magasawa na laging nag-aaway na minsa'y hantong na sa pagkakaroon ng maraming kabit. Mapalinlang na simula pa. Kung ang pamilya ay ganoon paano na kaya ang buong bayan! Kaya Pilipinas simulan nating muli. Tiyak ko. Mahihigitan natin ang Amerika o Europa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Renlay &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;br /&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/4597251932725261223-2478421983255512899?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2478421983255512899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2478421983255512899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2478421983255512899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2478421983255512899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/04/eleksyon.html' title='Eleksyon?'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-982656746680780987</id><published>2010-03-25T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:08:36.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Awarding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Just got back home. Damn it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tC_BxO9uI/AAAAAAAAAao/mnDAcsWW7go/s1600/kao-a15.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tC_BxO9uI/AAAAAAAAAao/mnDAcsWW7go/s320/kao-a15.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I wasn't satisfied with my grade. I'm only a Bronze medalist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCR3BnjjI/AAAAAAAAAZg/aEOHIgaKyOs/s1600/content.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCR3BnjjI/AAAAAAAAAZg/aEOHIgaKyOs/s320/content.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well at least i'm best in computer skills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCTrE9gFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/V0jjnc9ak2c/s1600/wink.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCTrE9gFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/V0jjnc9ak2c/s320/wink.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Anyways, I'm happy and contented. Yet thinking of being the seniors the next school year makes me anxious. I know I won't do well in calculus and in physics! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCVIOdJjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vxpN7IphSpo/s1600/stunned.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCVIOdJjI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/vxpN7IphSpo/s320/stunned.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Well it makes me kinda excited since I'm a sempai (isn't it senpai?, I don't know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCPa_hKSI/AAAAAAAAAZY/gqub7521wRo/s1600/emotiface_weird.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCPa_hKSI/AAAAAAAAAZY/gqub7521wRo/s320/emotiface_weird.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And now I promise! I'll do my best in studying!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tC5irhStI/AAAAAAAAAag/WbYVUPYqOSY/s1600/tumblr_kz692noIp51qzjmxr.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tC5irhStI/AAAAAAAAAag/WbYVUPYqOSY/s320/tumblr_kz692noIp51qzjmxr.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hehehe! Wai Wai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tEhmjuMJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4TtZ3fbwiDs/s1600/kao24.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tEhmjuMJI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/4TtZ3fbwiDs/s320/kao24.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For now, I'll sleep first. I'm sleepy. Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCx2KAlVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lAlwiM8-p_M/s1600/kao-a16.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tCx2KAlVI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lAlwiM8-p_M/s320/kao-a16.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-982656746680780987?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/982656746680780987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=982656746680780987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/982656746680780987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/982656746680780987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/03/awarding.html' title='Awarding'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6tC_BxO9uI/AAAAAAAAAao/mnDAcsWW7go/s72-c/kao-a15.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-1728288181975202048</id><published>2010-03-24T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:08:22.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jpop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>cosplayers rock! kyaaa!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anime Cosplay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qY4ldFNTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/RWRKqq5vtHE/s1600/naruto_kiss.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qY4ldFNTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/RWRKqq5vtHE/s320/naruto_kiss.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kyaaa!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXQd6bAfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FCep0h14w4E/s1600/green.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXQd6bAfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/FCep0h14w4E/s400/green.jpg" width="270" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qYI4rg4JI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RZs0w15mxlE/s1600/naruto_victoire.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qYI4rg4JI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RZs0w15mxlE/s320/naruto_victoire.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She's so hot~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXVn7GW8I/AAAAAAAAAWA/IRptouTbLjo/s1600/1207099450555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXVn7GW8I/AAAAAAAAAWA/IRptouTbLjo/s400/1207099450555.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qYzH7dGjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eZrlDg5Vl_8/s1600/naruto_clapclap.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qYzH7dGjI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eZrlDg5Vl_8/s320/naruto_clapclap.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He's cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qdcGoqmeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/zNqDCqFGr70/s1600/GinIchimaru_Cosplay.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qdcGoqmeI/AAAAAAAAAYo/zNqDCqFGr70/s320/GinIchimaru_Cosplay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qZMvXJfFI/AAAAAAAAAX4/DwKiPnpy5XA/s1600/gaara13.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qZMvXJfFI/AAAAAAAAAX4/DwKiPnpy5XA/s320/gaara13.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Damn look alike.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXlUkU8zI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/30cdOL0WL0k/s1600/__Gaara_at_the_ATM___by_invisible_d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXlUkU8zI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/30cdOL0WL0k/s320/__Gaara_at_the_ATM___by_invisible_d.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qZLVWlmfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/W8Y9wjeCPhc/s1600/gaara10.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qZLVWlmfI/AAAAAAAAAXw/W8Y9wjeCPhc/s320/gaara10.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Gaara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXr_BemHI/AAAAAAAAAWY/a4EttzBhS2M/s1600/5cazic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXr_BemHI/AAAAAAAAAWY/a4EttzBhS2M/s400/5cazic.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qZGVuMGII/AAAAAAAAAXo/9THqiuPqdiM/s1600/naruto_langue.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qZGVuMGII/AAAAAAAAAXo/9THqiuPqdiM/s320/naruto_langue.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She's kinda seducing :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXsvw8ziI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZmWk0NOi3c4/s1600/705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXsvw8ziI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZmWk0NOi3c4/s320/705.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qZDl2tn9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/6pI9fBJjIGo/s1600/naruto_question.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qZDl2tn9I/AAAAAAAAAXg/6pI9fBJjIGo/s320/naruto_question.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Well, that's L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXuMchImI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nID1lOEstcU/s1600/61097c822a73b0_full.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXuMchImI/AAAAAAAAAWo/nID1lOEstcU/s320/61097c822a73b0_full.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qaDh2ZhZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fQg1foDZvDU/s1600/gaara12.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qaDh2ZhZI/AAAAAAAAAYA/fQg1foDZvDU/s320/gaara12.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Close enough right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXvSBYVOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/4iT5YruyEOA/s1600/8369468xe79d1ab08920299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qXvSBYVOI/AAAAAAAAAWw/4iT5YruyEOA/s400/8369468xe79d1ab08920299.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qadhCkgjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/27NQWIIcZ-M/s1600/usafutu.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qadhCkgjI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/27NQWIIcZ-M/s320/usafutu.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;She's sorta pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qYOpIuCEI/AAAAAAAAAXI/9NX-tmMsprY/s1600/Code_Geass__The_Black_Prince_by_behindinfinity.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qYOpIuCEI/AAAAAAAAAXI/9NX-tmMsprY/s400/Code_Geass__The_Black_Prince_by_behindinfinity.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qae2xt0vI/AAAAAAAAAYY/sYa4yNut2Ek/s1600/saru-keke.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qae2xt0vI/AAAAAAAAAYY/sYa4yNut2Ek/s320/saru-keke.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;He's awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm really into cosplays these days! &lt;a href="http://s179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/pixels/?action=view&amp;current=tumblr_kzdaj5jXh31qzjmxr.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/pixels/tumblr_kzdaj5jXh31qzjmxr.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-1728288181975202048?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/1728288181975202048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=1728288181975202048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1728288181975202048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1728288181975202048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/03/cosplayers-rock-kyaaa.html' title='cosplayers rock! kyaaa!!!'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S6qY4ldFNTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/RWRKqq5vtHE/s72-c/naruto_kiss.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4699173536600624255</id><published>2010-03-23T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:08:29.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalokohan'/><title type='text'>Manga Sensation</title><content type='html'>nyak~ I was just reading some mangas awhile ago. &lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/pixels/manga_yaru7.gif"&gt;. The manga I'm reading these days are all hentai or for mature. It really arouses me, because i share same name with some other character. And when they are making out, my goodness, they're calling my name so passionately! Uwaa! It gives me weird sensation ya know!?! &lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w288/angel8ren/graphics/heyhey3.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4699173536600624255?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4699173536600624255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4699173536600624255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4699173536600624255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4699173536600624255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake all those fears&lt;br /&gt;Let joy replace them all&lt;br /&gt;Wipe all those tears&lt;br /&gt;Let your eyes call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those feelings bitterly hidden&lt;br /&gt;In your heart which is forbidden&lt;br /&gt;Let your soul judge&lt;br /&gt;Keep no grudge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be not hurt&lt;br /&gt;Feel no more pain&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your eyes avert&lt;br /&gt;Let the decision of your soul reign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love who you want to love!&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop, don't look away!&lt;br /&gt;Don't just accept the other's love!&lt;br /&gt;Because they'll be the one to stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if there's no little chance&lt;br /&gt;Even though he says he wont&lt;br /&gt;Things may change in a glance&lt;br /&gt;Just learn to wait and wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the time comes that even&lt;br /&gt;a bit of love is gone&lt;br /&gt;But now and then&lt;br /&gt;Just love only one.&lt;div 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wait'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7119305019392810343</id><published>2010-03-10T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:44:44.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Baby this won't decay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;Baby, this wont' decay!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we'll part away&lt;br /&gt;Baby I won't forget you each day&lt;br /&gt;This is no caveat in our love&lt;br /&gt;Far or near your still my beloved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we are far away&lt;br /&gt;Our seasons will change&lt;br /&gt;Our memories would replay&lt;br /&gt;The weather may change&lt;br /&gt;Time may slow down&lt;br /&gt;Even this coldness won’t melt down&lt;br /&gt;Until you say&lt;br /&gt;Yet this feeling won’t go astray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be in reality or in fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Just grasp my hand and let destiny understand&lt;br /&gt;Even though storms may interfere and try to destroy it desperately.&lt;br /&gt;Those two souls that love may never be separated that easily&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7119305019392810343?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7119305019392810343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4746844468502004650</id><published>2010-03-07T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:45:25.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Ocean</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;Ocean&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The magnificence of the ocean is always changing,&lt;br /&gt;By one look, one breath you'll see the meaning &lt;br /&gt;With the sun, the waves, the weather, the season&lt;br /&gt;The beauty and splendor found its own reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the moonlight shine in its water&lt;br /&gt;You can see its reflection flicker&lt;br /&gt;As the mood of the surrounding gets deeper&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see, you'll feel, the one blooming flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seconds pass, along with this peaceful night&lt;br /&gt;I can see shadows, dancing across those reflections&lt;br /&gt;And as I look to my above &amp; aside,&lt;br /&gt;I saw and felt the trees, happily celebrating with us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of ocean reminds me of you my dear,&lt;br /&gt;Coz you're my moon &amp; my star, my hope &amp; my peace&lt;br /&gt;And your love for me is my beacon that will clear&lt;br /&gt;All obstacles along and seal it with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making me happy all this time.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for introducing me many things.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the precious memories,&lt;br /&gt;And now that we are back on this day again,&lt;br /&gt;Let’s start all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4746844468502004650?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6820922383240995926</id><published>2010-02-14T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:46:13.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Seven Reasons</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;Seven Reasons&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the love and caring.&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;From the first time we talked,&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were one weird person,&lt;br /&gt;For you asked me if I can be your lover.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I was so sad to know that you're just one&lt;br /&gt;of the victims of the heart that destroys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second of all,&lt;br /&gt;I want to show you the beauty of this world.&lt;br /&gt;I want to show you what a true friend is.&lt;br /&gt;I want to show you what a trust can do.&lt;br /&gt;I want to show you the link that&lt;br /&gt;connects the souls of humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third,&lt;br /&gt;I never expected that you would love me.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that you would be so sincere like this.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought you're that passionate.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that you're one great person&lt;br /&gt;Whom in the very first, and very end, I admired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I can't return back the feelings of yours.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just here receiving it, and that's what I regret.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to get hurt. I want to do something for you,&lt;br /&gt;like what you did to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I have no time nor chance to do all of that.&lt;br /&gt;My moments, my seconds, my chances are&lt;br /&gt;all dedicated to the person I love.&lt;br /&gt;I, myself, my own can't walk away from&lt;br /&gt;the person I treasured now and even before I've met you.&lt;br /&gt;I regret doing this to you.&lt;br /&gt;But simply I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth,&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll understand me!&lt;br /&gt;And I know that it would take a time&lt;br /&gt;to really forget the feeling of love.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I know you're destined one will surely come,&lt;br /&gt;and fetch you from your broken shell&lt;br /&gt;and carry you to your better world&lt;br /&gt;and show you beauty you've never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seventh,&lt;br /&gt;When that time comes,&lt;br /&gt;Expect I'm behind your back,&lt;br /&gt;Pushing you through and catching you through.&lt;br /&gt;While by your side is your fated person,&lt;br /&gt;Laughing with you, smiling with you, enjoying with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6820922383240995926?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6820922383240995926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6820922383240995926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6820922383240995926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6820922383240995926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/02/seven-reasons.html' title='Seven Reasons'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-5837276688977337887</id><published>2010-02-14T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:47:30.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Star of my Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S3hOpkzIVLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bNAijBYJENI/s1600-h/DSC07030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S3hOpkzIVLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bNAijBYJENI/s200/DSC07030.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a "Happy Hearts Day"~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Star of my Valentine&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Valentines&lt;br /&gt;Corny Pick-up lines&lt;br /&gt;Romantic Date&lt;br /&gt;Caramel Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Scented Letters&lt;br /&gt;Huge Teddy Bears&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Cake&lt;br /&gt;Blueberry Cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;Red Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only If I can spend each little second with you&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything and everything just to pursue&lt;br /&gt;The happiness and joy, the smiles and laughter&lt;br /&gt;We both dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This passion, sincerity and love will never fade&lt;br /&gt;Even if chances, moments, and times itself forbade&lt;br /&gt;Because no matter what the circumstances are&lt;br /&gt;I'll bring you what you desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, my love, for being the star of my valentine&lt;br /&gt;I'm here, very grateful for this splendid time&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how our fates and destinies entwine&lt;br /&gt;And how our feet crossed the line&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-5837276688977337887?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/5837276688977337887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=5837276688977337887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5837276688977337887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/5837276688977337887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines.html' title='Star of my Valentine'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S3hOpkzIVLI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bNAijBYJENI/s72-c/DSC07030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3039028845026908289</id><published>2010-02-11T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T07:13:41.872-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><title type='text'>tumblr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S3RRrlnP1hI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kw_jTXMGt0g/s1600-h/Tumblr-logo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="52" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S3RRrlnP1hI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kw_jTXMGt0g/s200/Tumblr-logo.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why people got so addicted to tumblr?&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to use anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-3039028845026908289?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3039028845026908289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3039028845026908289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3039028845026908289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3039028845026908289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/02/tumblr.html' title='tumblr.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S3RRrlnP1hI/AAAAAAAAAVo/kw_jTXMGt0g/s72-c/Tumblr-logo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8040047749939172252</id><published>2010-02-03T09:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:48:28.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><title type='text'>PROM.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S2mrh-uv1tI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JMxXeoBJFpI/s1600-h/pet-princess-t-shirt-red-snd-black-checked-gyf-07-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S2mrh-uv1tI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JMxXeoBJFpI/s200/pet-princess-t-shirt-red-snd-black-checked-gyf-07-1.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;PROM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited? No, i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;It's just a damn dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An invitation&lt;br /&gt;for a little celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much expenses&lt;br /&gt;for a little experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much expectations&lt;br /&gt;Then later full of discriminations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much transformation,&lt;br /&gt;there comes admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much fun.&lt;br /&gt;yet later done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8040047749939172252?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8040047749939172252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8040047749939172252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8040047749939172252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8040047749939172252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/02/prom.html' title='PROM.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/S2mrh-uv1tI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JMxXeoBJFpI/s72-c/pet-princess-t-shirt-red-snd-black-checked-gyf-07-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6093561200917489742</id><published>2010-01-26T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:02:54.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kpop'/><title type='text'>REPLAY(Shinee) Eng. Ver. (*lovely*)</title><content type='html'>It's her own composition~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She made it by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just press the PAUSE button in my music to hear the video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2yebFQqI0k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o2yebFQqI0k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o2yebFQqI0k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replay (english version)&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics by aozorafantasii/Lisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nunan neomu yeppeoseo.." &lt;br /&gt;just when I thought I could go&lt;br /&gt;my heart is lost and you're pulling me back again&lt;br /&gt;wishing on a falling star &lt;br /&gt;wish I could be where you are&lt;br /&gt;somehow you came and changed my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*when you're not around&lt;br /&gt;I just feel a little down&lt;br /&gt;this is kinda silly right... it's not okay to me&lt;br /&gt;and I think I'm gonna hate it boy&lt;br /&gt;if you turn your back on me&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna let this go ...but I'm wondering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do I be careful&lt;br /&gt;not to show you what I dream of&lt;br /&gt;kinda crazy but I&lt;br /&gt;replay replay replay&lt;br /&gt;when we're together&lt;br /&gt;every moment that I treasure&lt;br /&gt;like a movie that I&lt;br /&gt;replay replay replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know you're my M.V.P., no one else has got what I need&lt;br /&gt;when it's just us two, I get shy but then you keep it so cool&lt;br /&gt;the way you're always watching out for me&lt;br /&gt;and although I wanna believe&lt;br /&gt;tell me I'm not just imagining..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*repeat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nunan neomu yeppeo"&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hear it no more&lt;br /&gt;cause I know it's gonna&lt;br /&gt;replay replay replay&lt;br /&gt;keep trying not to fake it&lt;br /&gt;how am I supposed to say it&lt;br /&gt;you're the song that I&lt;br /&gt;replay replay replay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how lovely~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6093561200917489742?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6093561200917489742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6093561200917489742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6093561200917489742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6093561200917489742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/01/replayshinee-eng-ver-lovely.html' title='REPLAY(Shinee) Eng. Ver. (*lovely*)'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-4163720565671546058</id><published>2010-01-24T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:02:33.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>are we still friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall narrate a story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let's label it, N, L, D, M, R, J.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon time. there were "best"friends who shared their opinions.&lt;br /&gt;N said that she don't want that girl. L agrees too.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of them agreed as well. They went too far that they wrote&lt;br /&gt;the name of that girl in R's deathnote. (fake)&lt;br /&gt;Then one day, it's so shocking that N &amp; L became too close with that girl.&lt;br /&gt;They have left D all alone.&lt;br /&gt;The roots were R, M &amp; J were always together.&lt;br /&gt;And N, L &amp; D were always together.&lt;br /&gt;Due to some reasons, R feel that they're still connected.&lt;br /&gt;Even if they're not always together, R still love them.&lt;br /&gt;Till now and im pretty sure till forever.&lt;br /&gt;But still going back to the topic.&lt;br /&gt;The thing R &amp; M feared from before happened.&lt;br /&gt;It's about N that had a boyfriend. And her bf was the ex-bf of J.&lt;br /&gt;And one day his boyfriend suddenly talked to J like kinda flirting.&lt;br /&gt;So obviously J isn't at fault.&lt;br /&gt;Then the next day, D told us (M, R, &amp;J) that N called J&lt;br /&gt;a "sulutera" or in other terms "mangaagaw".&lt;br /&gt;Which hurts like hell since her bf is the one flirting.&lt;br /&gt;Well, even if R tell N bout this, R know she won't believe her.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is I thought L &amp; R are friends.&lt;br /&gt;One day, out of the blue, N told R that L is inlove.&lt;br /&gt;R is so shocked because L told us that she will find love at Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;D is even the witness when she told that.&lt;br /&gt;Another is, L didn't allow R to borrow her cp.&lt;br /&gt;Yet R saw that N is holding her cp freely.&lt;br /&gt;R was deeply hurt yet she still respects L's decision.&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts ya know.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is R and L always talked about that girl.&lt;br /&gt;But L ate her words. She became friends with that girl.&lt;br /&gt;R noticed that both N &amp; L ate their words.&lt;br /&gt;D chose to keep quiet and just said that, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;Up to now R is deeply hurt by what's happening.&lt;br /&gt;After all, and could you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;R, L, &amp; N are childhood friends.&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is right now they have the practice&lt;br /&gt;for this battle of the bands and they'll meet in Saudia.&lt;br /&gt;N and the others told M that its not allowed to bring another person.&lt;br /&gt;M told R about that. Yet R, in the other hand, heard N&lt;br /&gt;and the others talking and heard that L will be going with them&lt;br /&gt;L by the way don't belong with the band.&lt;br /&gt;By the way L and R are just neighbors. (next flat/room)&lt;br /&gt;See? They only invited L. How about the feelings of R?&lt;br /&gt;And the thing R hate the most about them,&lt;br /&gt;is they are a bunch of liars. Both L &amp; N.&lt;br /&gt;Since D doesn't want to join us and just want to be left alone.&lt;br /&gt;It's like, R is better off with J &amp; M.&lt;br /&gt;Since for R, J &amp; M are more likely her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By the way, R is me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;More and more painful things came and will come across&lt;br /&gt;R's travel to the path of friendship.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-END-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you read this, im sorry if you're hurt by my words.&lt;br /&gt;But isn't it true?&lt;br /&gt;Im just stating facts my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I still wonder. Will you read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;Or its still a bother. :)&lt;br /&gt;then if you are lazy to read it or think that it's a bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are not my friend.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-4163720565671546058?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/4163720565671546058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=4163720565671546058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4163720565671546058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/4163720565671546058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-longer-my-friends.html' title='are we still friends?'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-1942036526813500888</id><published>2010-01-23T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:54:54.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>What I Learned Love is</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;What I Learned Love is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When are you going to stop crying?&lt;br /&gt;Why wait for someone who isn't coming,&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you see me? Just so you know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you who is waiting for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just move on! You should stop!&lt;br /&gt;That person won't come.&lt;br /&gt;Just let me be the one to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;And make me be the one you wait for every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take that person's spot and seat in your life.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do it and I will always be right by your side.&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave you like that person did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk with you into the twilight's darkness.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take your hand and make you feel happiness&lt;br /&gt;Just the thought of us being together&lt;br /&gt;Makes me cry tears that last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart that's seeing you like this can't take it no more&lt;br /&gt;It is hurting the very same way as yours&lt;br /&gt;My gaze, my eyes, my heart, and my soul that is looking at you&lt;br /&gt;is the same as your gaze, eyes, heart, and soul&lt;br /&gt;that looks at the seat that person left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you please turn around and look at me now?&lt;br /&gt;Please give me a chance too! I'll take a bow!&lt;br /&gt;I'll cover up the scar that person left in you with pride.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take it upon myself, making up for it forever by your side&lt;br /&gt;So give me a chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to give you everything I have &lt;br /&gt;And shower you with all my love&lt;br /&gt;Even if you remember the painful memories&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely erase them all and throw them in seas&lt;br /&gt;Where it'll continue to live on, oh how much I pray this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I hope you could hold this heart.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm weak so please don't depart.&lt;br /&gt;I love you this much and my heart is still like this&lt;br /&gt;If you are by my side I know there's nothing I’ll miss&lt;br /&gt;Even if something happens out of the blue&lt;br /&gt;I can reach out as long as it is you&lt;br /&gt;Even after today and till whenever&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll love each other forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that brightest smile of yours sparkling my world&lt;br /&gt;With the endless shower of flowers in my world&lt;br /&gt;I curse this path that we've always walked on&lt;br /&gt;Dye it with the brightest light ever live&lt;br /&gt;For your sake I absolutely live and survive.&lt;br /&gt;I want to do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;and this was what I learned what love is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-1942036526813500888?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/1942036526813500888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=1942036526813500888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1942036526813500888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/1942036526813500888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-tis-was-what-i-learned-what-love-is.html' title='What I Learned Love is'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-3031258412207016793</id><published>2010-01-18T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T13:50:23.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><title type='text'>Joys of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;Joys of Life&lt;/font&gt; (If only we could see what we are meant to be)&lt;br /&gt;By Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life runs along the way, last for miles,&lt;br /&gt;but as for some it cuts short, and for others so short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's look ahead.&lt;br /&gt;With our wishful dreams and hopes for future. &lt;br /&gt;The darkness of sorrow, the light of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;The swift breeze of morning, the warm atmosphere of noon.&lt;br /&gt;Thousand leaves dancing at our feet.&lt;br /&gt;Walking into the light of an anonymous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we've come across the path.&lt;br /&gt;All things we ought to know, now full of doubts.&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall so heavily yet no one sees. &lt;br /&gt;Cries, echo, ears itself can't hear.&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts all around.&lt;br /&gt;Shatters and fall all around us.&lt;br /&gt;As we fall to our knees, clutching our chests and weep in pain,&lt;br /&gt;Does no one see?&lt;br /&gt;Both broken life and broken dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we are a part of nature,&lt;br /&gt;the sky cries a broken song,&lt;br /&gt;as we cry along to its shattering melody, studded rhythm&lt;br /&gt;and of a once beautiful love song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as our relationships broaden there comes our friends.&lt;br /&gt;Friends may come and go,&lt;br /&gt;Some move along with their lives, leaving us behind.&lt;br /&gt;Yet some stay and never let go. &lt;br /&gt;Hands reach out as others never even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone has a family.&lt;br /&gt;A father that holds a young and talented daughter.&lt;br /&gt;A mother that holds a strong and proud little boy&lt;br /&gt;The future's bequest that they do see yet you do not see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world turns and spins.&lt;br /&gt;And in the middle is where we stand.&lt;br /&gt;In a twisting web, a tree of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-3031258412207016793?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/3031258412207016793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=3031258412207016793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3031258412207016793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/3031258412207016793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-only-we-could-see-everything-we-are.html' title='Joys of Life'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-2145979402147176544</id><published>2010-01-18T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:54:54.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='views'/><title type='text'>Victim of Cruelty</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=3&gt;Victim of Cruelty&lt;/font&gt; (I’m human but that is all that I am)&lt;br /&gt;By Ren Concha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why was life never made easy?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when it was ever made right.&lt;br /&gt;I’m human but that is all that I am.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not made to live life through everything all alone.&lt;br /&gt;I can't take every throw everyone's hitting at me.&lt;br /&gt;I can stand only through so many before I fall.&lt;br /&gt;And when I finally do...&lt;br /&gt;Will everyone see all the bruises and scars they have left on me?&lt;br /&gt;Then will they finally notice my tear-jerking face?&lt;br /&gt;The misty confusion in my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what...&lt;br /&gt;What have I done? &lt;br /&gt;Was I wrong for trying to be there for you?&lt;br /&gt;Was I so wrong for loving you?&lt;br /&gt;I try to stand, they tripped me&lt;br /&gt;I'm down, they stepped on my hands, I can't fight back.&lt;br /&gt;They threw an arrow and dagger both through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And as I weep I say "I’m sorry" over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Do my words reach their ears?&lt;br /&gt;Do my cries reach them at all?&lt;br /&gt;They badmouthed and laugh at my back&lt;br /&gt;They say cruel things that feel like a cut in my back.&lt;br /&gt;I feel the hurt and the pain from the betrayal.&lt;br /&gt;That is even friendship is snapping like a branch from once healthy tree.&lt;br /&gt;We used to laugh and smile,&lt;br /&gt;but now they throw stones and I’m left to take to the fall.&lt;br /&gt;Will they notice me when I’m gone?&lt;br /&gt;Will they notice me when I leave?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can no longer take the pain of them walking all over me?&lt;br /&gt;If you could, would you silence the stone for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-2145979402147176544?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/2145979402147176544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=2145979402147176544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2145979402147176544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/2145979402147176544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-was-life-never-made-easy-i-wonder.html' title='Victim of Cruelty'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-7440252273040908635</id><published>2010-01-02T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T04:17:00.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notice'/><title type='text'>belated HAPPY NEW YEAR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/Sz-hkMu1a4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/nLcH_vgg0pE/s1600-h/2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/Sz-hkMu1a4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/nLcH_vgg0pE/s320/2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well~ Happy New Year!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's 2010 after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back to the past...&lt;br /&gt;i can absolutely say that 2009&lt;br /&gt;was the worst and most painful year of my life&lt;br /&gt;yet the best and the most happiest of my life&lt;br /&gt;coz it's When we discover our Love~ :]&lt;br /&gt;simply WHEN I MET YOU~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God!!!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-7440252273040908635?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/7440252273040908635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=7440252273040908635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7440252273040908635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/7440252273040908635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2010/01/belated-happy-new-year.html' title='belated HAPPY NEW YEAR.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/Sz-hkMu1a4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/nLcH_vgg0pE/s72-c/2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-6612201657284633200</id><published>2009-12-30T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:10:03.187-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>with all of my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/SzvrZE9zpeI/AAAAAAAAATs/WYjDB3-wuIc/s1600-h/Just_A_Simple.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/SzvrZE9zpeI/AAAAAAAAATs/WYjDB3-wuIc/s200/Just_A_Simple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;i&gt;so deeply&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;i&gt;so much&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I love the sound of &lt;i&gt;your voice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;i&gt;way that we touch&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I love your &lt;i&gt;warm smile&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your kind, &lt;i&gt;thoughtful way&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;i&gt;joy&lt;/i&gt; that you bring&lt;br /&gt;To my life everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I love you today&lt;br /&gt;As I have from the start,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I'll love you forever&lt;br /&gt;With all of my heart...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-6612201657284633200?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/6612201657284633200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=6612201657284633200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6612201657284633200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/6612201657284633200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2009/12/with-all-of-my-heart.html' title='with all of my heart.'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FpFnDc0QaKc/SzvrZE9zpeI/AAAAAAAAATs/WYjDB3-wuIc/s72-c/Just_A_Simple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4597251932725261223.post-8428205935399350188</id><published>2009-12-30T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T05:54:54.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Believe in yourself.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Believe&lt;/u&gt; in yourself&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all that you are.&lt;br /&gt;Know that there is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;something inside you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;that is &lt;b&gt;greater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than any &lt;font size=3&gt;obstacle.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4597251932725261223-8428205935399350188?l=i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/feeds/8428205935399350188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4597251932725261223&amp;postID=8428205935399350188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8428205935399350188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4597251932725261223/posts/default/8428205935399350188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-speak-u-listen.blogspot.com/2009/12/believe-in-yourself.html' title='Believe in yourself.. :)'/><author><name>Ren™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12229959018753768024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCshtXz6LZA/TqbFTwp8DnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Jhs_QBam9yo/s220/Bored.Bum7g32.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
