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      <title>Top ten Questions</title>
      <link>http://acolyteboi.blogdrive.com/archive/107.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 03:24:52 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Wala akong magawa at hindi ako makatulog... wala ako katext kaya nagisip na lang ako ng mga sagot sa mga kalokohang tanong.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes there are questions about life that we are afraid to ask. &lt;br&gt;
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Am I just a...&lt;br&gt;
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Ok, next time na yan.. eto muna.. =)&lt;br&gt;
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1.Q.  Pwede bang bumili ng hapi meal ang isang taong malungkot?&lt;br&gt;
    2. Q. Pwede bang uminom ng softdrink kapag coffee break?&lt;br&gt; 3. Q. Pwede bang gamitin ang a.m. radio pag gabi na?&lt;br&gt;
     4. Q.  Ang fire exit ba ay labasan ng apoy? &lt;br&gt; 5. Q. Ang uod ba pag namatay inuuod din?&lt;br&gt; 6. Q. Totoo bang ang manok na pinatay sa Jolibee ay masaya kaya sila tinawag na &quot;chickenjoy&quot;?&lt;br&gt;
7. Q. Mayroon bang kahit isang langgam na mahilig sa maalat?&lt;br&gt;
     8. Q. Kung ang 7-11 store ay bukas 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, at
365 day a year. Bakit may lock pa ang pinto nila? Bkit? Bakit?&lt;br&gt;
9. Q. Bkit di mataas ang highway?&lt;br&gt;
     10. Q. Bakit walang lumilipad na sasakyan sa flyover?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>There's always something in the way</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 08:27:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;There's always something&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;in the way&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;There's always something&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;getting through&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;but it's not me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;it's You, it's You&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;sometimes ignorance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;rings true&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;but hope is not in&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;what i know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;it's not in me..me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;it's in You, it's in You&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;it's all i know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;it's all i know&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;it's all i know&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The process of letting go is not easy. Why do we choose to move on. I  want to overcome the hardness of this process, become who i wanna be,  live the way i want things to be. Maybe now I know you better, maybe i  know the reason why this has to happen. I guess its part and parcel of  life, a part where almost everyone has to experience. I know that this  situation will come when I will have to let you go but still its a hard  pill to swallow. Maybe all along this was a mistake from the beginning,  maybe maybe i should have been better to you, maybe you were something  which i thought you weren't, maybe i was just an asshole, maybe i'm  regretting what i did, maybe i don't give a damn bout you anymore, maybe  you just toyed on me. There are plenty of maybe(s). Hope this everything  will be over... CAUSE I CANT FIND ANY REASON TO WHY YOU AREN'T WORTH  EVERYTHING TO ME. I still love you and will always do. Stupid? nope i  just learned to be selfless.... i just know the price i'm going to pay  for loving. Go on and keep your heart beating.. I wish you luck&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     
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      <title>You Are My Sweetest Downfall!</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 08:22:23 GMT</pubDate>
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       Thus, I now feign maturity and make the choice I should have made days before. A part of me wishes that I have let go and a part of me dreads the day when I will. But in general, it doesn't matter so much to me because calling her(with a little token of our friendship) was closure enough for me. It's crazy because I woke her up in the middle of the night just to answer my call. And even though I fell&amp;nbsp; in love with her all over again when I heard her voice, I knew that I was free from the chains that bound me to her or from the love that I felt for her. I'm telling you, I slept a whole lot better that night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Its been quite a long time. I really can't write anything about my situation right now so I just decided to pin down a great article.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love is the sweetest thing, I know. It's the greatest feeling. That is, if the one you love loves you back. There can't be anything better than that. But if the situation is wherein you're falling for someone who just considers you as i dont know, that's a different story. As much as possible, evade from those heart-wrenching situations. Love is hard to control, but try anyway. Give your best shot at falling out of love. You're lucky if you detect the absurdity and the pain of unrequited love right away, because it spares you from going through a lot of hell. All you have to do is simply occupy yourself with other things. Have fun with your life. You will fall soon, and this time you will not get hurt, because she will reciprocate the same feeling. It will not be now, but it will come in due time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love is all about sacrificing, giving oneself freely with no strings attached, you say. Hell, I know that. I know love is supposed to work that way. Love is really supposed to hurt, but that what makes love love. But this is my stand. And I know you respect that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love has pained me too much to actually believe that it is better to have not loved at all. &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&quot;It's hard to hold on to something that you know would never be yours in any way you think of. You just have to learn to let go and face the fact that while some good things never last, some don't even start.&quot;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://acolyteboi.blogdrive.com/images/1_991155642l.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/PC04%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/PC04%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;&gt;    
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      <title>im sorry but ive got to move on with my own life</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 01:41:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I am on the verge of cracking. Sometimes I just want to wring people's necks while screaming &quot;Pede bang sayo na problema ko?!!?!&quot;. Sometimes I just want to cut my throat and say, &quot;Ok I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!&quot; while flipping my hair over my shoulder then walking out in the manner of a priss. But then I realize, that is not the mature way to solve things. And it was never my nature to easily give up on things.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Due to these realizations, my latest tactic emotionally&amp;nbsp; was to admit mistakes and take responsibility for screwing up. I really hate complaining about love in my blog.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No one wants to be hurt. And no one deserves to be hurt. You see, all these years I've been building a wall between me and the word &quot;LOVE&quot;, and I've been digging moats and trenches so that I could protect myself from it because I didn't want to get hurt. I built such a thick armor of defense around me so that no one could ever ever hurt me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So forgive me if I'm not an expert at handling these things. I was so used to trying to just being on the defense. And during those times that I turned to you and begin a cycle of talks. It's just me being a kid. It's just me wanting you to be pleased with me.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It's just me being inlove with you.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I finally found out that there is something more important than yourself or your dreams... it is the person or the people you care about. If you cant find any reasons to live for, just try to think of those people or the person you value so much. As for me I found her but i just think that life itself was being unfair to me not to give her fully. I must admit that i had learned to value my life because of her and now that she's gone im still trying to live for the same reasons i have when she's still here. I just woke up finding myself facing the world alone, like nobody cares for me. Arggh so tired of thinking.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/260349/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/260349/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Facolyteboi.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F104.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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