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			<title>I Took A Test</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">It says:</span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Mysterious... oftentimes, a loner. You know your true friends and only them are allowed to understand the real you.<br /><br />You hide your emotions... Sometimes pretending to be always happy. Sometimes, not giving even a hint of what you really feel.<br /><br />You
search for love... you&rsquo;re a hopeless romantic and every time you enter
a relationship, you give your all and believe &ldquo;this is the One.&rdquo;<br /><br />You appreciate simple things in life... You hate complicating things that&rsquo;s why you&rsquo;re typically up-front in any aspect.<br /><br />You&rsquo;re
an ideal boyfriend/girlfriend... You don&rsquo;t care if your partner doesn&rsquo;t
really love you as long as you love him/her. You give your all...<br /><br />You&rsquo;re
undoubtedly good-natured! Most of the time, people are confident to
approach you because they know you will consider them.<br /><br />You&rsquo;re independent! You&rsquo;re also risky just like the bajaken who sail in the vast and dangerous ocean to look for treasures!</span></p>]]></description>
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			<title>Do You Know That..</title>
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<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Lately, I don&rsquo;t know why but I have
been eagerly listening to sappy sad love songs. I&rsquo;m not bitter or
whatever.. I just appreciate how the message of the songs flows through
my cold veins as it pumps blood into my numb heart.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">For now, I can attest to the saying that<i> who can say why your heart cries, when your love lies.. only time.</i></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Unconsciously, I can sleep well as I hit the sack after my shift. I
love seeing the sunshine as it peeks through the window of my bedroom.
I enjoy taking a nice looooonnng (take note: LONG ) shower and play
with my dresses in my closet.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">The pain that I have been hiding from the whole world to see is long gone. I didn&rsquo;t know when but <b>it&rsquo;s gone</b>.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Whenever I try to remember the events that shattered my life, I just
laugh at myself for I never realized that I was too blinded by my
emotions. One thing I can say without any hesitations is I do not have
any REGRETS with what I had done in the past.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">When we&rsquo;re in-love, we do things way beyond what we normally do. We act as if there&rsquo;s no tomorrow.. in short,<i> insanity</i>.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">It&rsquo;s really ironic but that is the bittersweet truth. The pain may
take forever to descend in my heart but only time will tell when will
it end&hellip; and it did!</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">If only the world knew what I had experienced, they will understand
why I decided to leave it and be on my own. Honestly? It&rsquo;s shocking and
very traumatic for me. I learned a lot from all those things that
happened to me.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">For now, I&rsquo;m thankful that I managed to survive another adversity that once colored my life hue.</span></p>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 08:57:51 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>Out Of The Blue, I Asked..</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Rose, tara kape tayo.. sa Tagaytay.&rdquo;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">November 11, 2009</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I woke up way too early yesterday. I believed I had slept around 12
MN then I got up at 3 AM. Well, I need to be at the office that early
because I&rsquo;ll be seeing Ram and Cyril after their respective shifts. I
was at the office around 5:30 AM then Ram and I headed to SM Mall of
Asia to fetch Cyril. Around 6 AM, we were there at the mall to meet
Cyril.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">However, Cyril had a call and he came out around 7:30 AM. Long call, huh?</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">First stop. We decided to grab a coffee at Starbucks while waiting
for Rose and Ella. It&rsquo;s funny because while the Barista was trying to
build a rapport as we took our order, he just asked out of curiosity
and this line was the one I will never forget:</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><i>&ldquo;So, you&rsquo;re a balikbayan right?!&rdquo;</i></span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">We laughed out loud and I answered back, &ldquo;<i>Hindi ah, taga Imus lang ako. We&rsquo;re currently working at Makati</i>&ldquo;.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Let these pictures do the talking. *winks! </span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">&nbsp;</span></p>
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<div style="text-align: justify;">
<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I was kinda anticipating to see someone but I guess, we&rsquo;re not meant to see each other during that day. o.O</span></div>
<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><br /></span></div>
<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Till next time guys and I hope complete attendance na tayo! =)</span></div>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 15 Nov 2009 15:35:59 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>I wanna go home although</title>
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<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Here I am, listening to the music that I had uploaded in my <a href="http://lss.kidbaliw.com/">playlist</a>.
Thanks to Don Domeng for the mp3&rsquo;s available in our servers and I&rsquo;m
currently enjoying the avail time on my shift. It&rsquo;s already in the
middle of my shift and we were able to harvest all the admin works at
the office. *chuckles* Joke!</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Kidding aside..</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">As I silently looked past the bay on my way home, I somehow tried to
remember some of the memories that I already burned away in my mind. I
miss my childhood life, college friends, being a student (just trying
to pass all the curriculum), being active in church and of course, the
persons who had once touched my life.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I somehow pitied the person who asked me that pop question just
recently. No, actually I pitied myself. Why? I know to the fact that I
cannot afford to give love as much as I can like before.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Some were trying to induce me to love them as if I was never hurt. I
admire those people who can truly love a person without using them as a
rebound. Who keeps on accepting love with arms wide open.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I know to the fact that I am finally over with all the shits I had
gone through recently. I&rsquo;m proud to say that I was able to get <b>him</b> out of my system. For I do not have any urge to win him back like before . <i><b>I&rsquo;m no longer that pathetic who&rsquo;s really crazy to a person who never saw my worth -</b></i> like any ordinary girl who falls in love to any ordinary guy.</span></p>
<p><b><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Sad to say that I used to be that stupid who got caught in her own emotions and was blinded by love.</span></b></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I remember when Marcos asked me, &ldquo;<i>Bern, kailan mo ba balak lumgay na sa tahimik?</i>&rdquo;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I didn&rsquo;t answer him because until now I still can&rsquo;t provide any answer to myself, if I should be deciding to settle down or not.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">As this line goes &ldquo;<i>There&rsquo;s tons of fishes in the water, so the waters I will test</i>&ldquo;, I decided to go out and be the way how was I before. I mingle and date with other guys out there, enjoying the benefits of <i>no strings attached</i> rule.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I manipulate. I lie. I used lame excuses. So what?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Maybe somewhere along the way, I might meet the person who will take
me away from the life I&rsquo;m currently living. The one who will accept me
at my worst or my best, which possesses long patience to change me and
bring me home to where I belong.</span></p>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 08:18:32 +0000</pubDate>
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			<title>Marcos</title>
			<description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">October 30, 2009</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I was at home when I decided to be at home and be busy in front of
our desktop. The usual thing that I do is login to my yahoo messenger
account and check my kitchen if my dishes are ready to server and
harvest my crops from my farm. Until I heard..</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">*toot*</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">him: hi</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">me: hello, musta?</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">him: ayos lang. asan ka?</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">me: nasa bahay, naglalaro. sayang wala ka nung umuwi si joey.. you missed a lot of inom moments!</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">him: uu nga eh, tatampo xa. hindi na nga ako pinapansin.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Then we continued to have a small talk about my life and his life.
It&rsquo;s been four years, since we saw each other and usually, ym is our
way to communicate. There were times that he&rsquo;ll never reply or will say
emotional things to me because of our bitter break up. Let&rsquo;s call him
Marcos.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Well at least, he&rsquo;s now matured and ready to speak up with me and be
casual.. I think. Joey once told me that till now, Marcos told her that
he&rsquo;s still in love with me after all these years. She had advised
Marcos to ask me out and try to be with him again.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Anyways, I told Marcos that I was pretty emotional during that day.
He asked me out if it is okay to roam around and have a couple of
drinks or so. I can&rsquo;t say yes to him because I was waiting from a reply
of my Team Lead if my VL was approved or not.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Funny thing here is it took me I think 6 hours to decide and we met
in our meeting place. What really caught my attention was his weight! I
never imagined him seeing that way.. he gained a lot! I was like, &ldquo;<em>Hi Marcos, ang taba taba mo na! Tabaching ching ka na!!</em>&rdquo; He just looked at me and said, &ldquo;<em>Akala ko ba emo ka? Meron bang emo na naka mini skirt at naka PINK bag</em>?!&rdquo; I just answered, &ldquo;Ako lang yun.&rdquo;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">We checked for any available place wherein we can talk and have some
time together. We went to the place where we (college friends) used to
hang out when we like to sing our hearts out. We even visited our
school and well, they were also surprised to see us together again. <em>Lakas nga nila mang asar, grabe!</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Anyways, since there were no available place near the area, he asked
me if it is okay if we head our way to Petron. The very memorable
Petron, I told myself then I agreed.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">We had a lot of conversation and as I looked at him, he seems really
okay and happy with his girlfriend. He was funny as he tried to reverse
whatever happened between us in the past. I was like, excuse me, you&rsquo;re
the one who had an affair with your best friend then I got even and I
decided to ditch you and be with *o**t. &ldquo;<em>Isang buwan nalang, one year na sana tayo Marcos</em>.&rdquo;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">He just answered, &ldquo;<em>Akala ko ba ikaw may kasalanan? Iniwan mo nga ako db kasi you decided na sumama sa Batangas saka ayaw mo ako isama.&rdquo;</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I answerd back, &ldquo;<em>Gagu, nakipaglandian ka kasi kay E*r* kaya pala lakas ng loob mong maki pag hiwalay sa akin nun ah!</em>&rdquo;</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Marcos replied, &ldquo;<em>Hindi no, si George may kasalanan nun! Na misinterpret niya yung CD.&rdquo;</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">then I said, &ldquo;<em>Tanga, hindi ka lang marunong magtago ng kalokohan
mo. Concern nga sa akin si George nun. Buti nga sinabi niya sa akin
yung nakita niya no!&rdquo;</em></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-158" title="08." src="http://www.kidbaliw.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/08.-300x225.jpg" alt="08." width="300" height="225" /></span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Me and Marcos five years ago @ Petron</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Before he left, he kept saying that after all these years, he still can&rsquo;t move on at<em> nanghihinayang siya </em>after
what had happened to us. Marcos never failed to look at me and hold his
hand over mine. As I glanced upon him, I really saw his facial
expression, he mean it. I told him whatever happened between us is
finally over and he needs to love his girlfriend and be loyal with her.
We&rsquo;re now separated and God has a reason why our story had ended up
that way.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Honestly, for the month of October, I managed to meet up my ex&rsquo;s and
be able to close whatever happened between our relationship. I had
forgiven them and I hope they&rsquo;re happy with their current significant
other.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I still need to accomplish one thing for me to totally get over from
all the shits I had in my past. Although, I&rsquo;m still deciding if I&rsquo;ll do
it or no. I know if I decided to do it, it will help me fully forgive
and move on with my life.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em><strong>I know to myself that I had moved on, I just want to say my last thoughts to him then leave.</strong></em></span></p>]]></description>
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<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I decided to paste the pixies that I
had printed out last week in my planner. It&rsquo;s my interest to take
pictures then compile it or make a collage.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-154" title="collage" src="http://www.kidbaliw.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC06696-300x225.jpg" alt="collage" width="300" height="225" /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Besides, it is another way for me to keep the memories that my mind tends to forget by force.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I locked in my ears with Taylor Swift&rsquo;s album as I look back at the
events that were involved in the pictures. I wasn&rsquo;t contented and I
decided to look at my 2008 Planner and read through the pages.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">When I hit the first page for the month of December, I was surprised that I wrote the following notes:</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-155" title="dec_page" src="http://www.kidbaliw.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/DSC06698-300x225.jpg" alt="dec_page" width="300" height="225" /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">12/3/08 5:55 PM PS (PeopleSupport) 4th Floor</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em>Everything falls in their right places right now. There was a
lot of depression that happened this year. I had lost and found new
things that really changed me right now.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em> </em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em>I let go of ***** and then I met ******. I got a new LOB at
workplace and I&rsquo;ll be on training for TSS. My stats are all okay except
for QA (hehe). I&rsquo;m trying to love my work and get used to the <a href="http://gagetganda.tabulas.com/2008/04/14/alas-stress-na/#comments" rel="autolink" class="autolink">stress</a>
level it gives me everyday. I love my friends&rsquo; right now coz they were
there when I needed someone to comfort me.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em> </em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em>I got my planner from Starbucks and I&rsquo;m planning to get something for my mom as well.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em> </em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em>Hoping things will be better next year.</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em> </em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em>&ldquo;I wish normal people have a heart that vampires do.. Once they fall in love, they never FALL out of love.&rdquo;</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em> </em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em> </em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em>-Twilight</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I was like, wow.. I managed to write this kind of cheesy stuff? It
saddens me, yes but I guess this is how it should be. Things will never
be the same as it used to be. I will go on and move forward for I had
decided to erase the things that will remind me of both of them. The
event that happened on October 4 really changed me.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I know that in time, both of them will regret after all what they
had done to me. For now, I know they&rsquo;re happy with their respective
partners and I don&rsquo;t care. I maybe alone for now but I&rsquo;m more than
happy than living a complicated life and compromising my happiness.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">When I&rsquo;m gone, I will never allow any means of communication. After
what had happened, I can&rsquo;t treat them as it was before&hellip; not even as<strong> friends.</strong></span></p>
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			<title>You know what</title>
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<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Really annoys me? Is the fact that
things doesn&rsquo;t turn out way beyond that I had expected. I know I tried
to meet their expectations yet.. *shrugs*</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Although, I know this one is another challenge for me. Frankly
speaking, I&rsquo;m really pissed at the moment but for sure this one will
surely pass.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I&rsquo;m still weighing things at the back of my head.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">We&rsquo;ll see..</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I'm still thinking how am I going to write down what had happened next on
the aftermath.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">One thing I know is that, it was my wake up call to step up. I had realized
that I should end up my insanity and live my life the way it was before the
changes happened.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">It really saddens me but not because of love.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Paolo was right, I knew him inside and out. I had the chance to get involved
not only to him but to his family as well. Even though his mom hated me at
first, we got to get along as time passes by. My parents liked him too because
they have trust over him that he will take care of me when we were in a
relationship.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Even though we used to have big fights, I still keep the good memories I had
with him.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">However, on October 4, 2009..<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">When I decided to have a conversation with him around 2 AM, he changed a
lot. BIG time! He's not the one that I used to love who knows my worth.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Since then, I decided to let go <i>both</i> of them.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I don't want to involve myself again in a complicated relationship. I will
not compromise my happiness and wait in vain anymore.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">One of these days, I will be gone and there will be no means of
communication to both of them. They had decided to let me go... and so be it.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">&ldquo;1<em>0 minutes nalang Pao, birthday mo na!</em>&rdquo;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">He looked at me (that odd look) and said, &ldquo;<em>yah, matanda na ulit ako</em>&ldquo;.
Almost everybody left the place since they have shift for tomorrow. I
think five of us were left and we&rsquo;re discussing what&rsquo;s the next
interinary.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I wanted to move to another bar and watch gig or dance around.. But
then Michelle needs to go home and I was like, okay.. need makisama.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">We didn&rsquo;t go somewhere and decided to leave the place. As we walk
towards our respective destination, Paolo seems to keep on bringing
back the memories we used to have even though Michelle&rsquo;s at his side. I
just tried to be cool and chat around with his guy friends instead.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">When three of us were left, I remember he said..</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">&ldquo;Yan si Burn.. mali Nicey pala.. ayaw niya kasi tinatawag sa buo niyang name.. <em>Minahal ko yan</em>. Alam niya lahat lahat tungkol sa akin.&rdquo;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Before I answered back..</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I looked at how will his girlfriend react and I just added, &ldquo;<em>Hay naku, malalaman mo din yun Michelle later on..</em>&rdquo;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">She just smiled.. (alam kong plastic na smile)</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I was like the third wheel sa kanilang dalawa and sa tricycle, tabi
kami while Paolo&rsquo;s riding at the back. There were long silence between
us. Well, I think it&rsquo;s normal.. since we&rsquo;re not close.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Although, I felt how she&rsquo;s feeling that night. I have been there and
I know how it sucks. Kaya, I didn&rsquo;t bother to build a rapport while we
are together.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">We stopped by sa subdivision nila Pao (actually, I don&rsquo;t know kung
ano plans nila. basta ako sumasama lang. hehe) they talked for a while
and I was left at the tricycle for I think five minutes.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">All of a sudden, I remembered the same exact feeling I used to have.
The feeling of jealousy and so on. I just told myself, I shouldn&rsquo;t
think about it since it&rsquo;s already <em>over. </em>Even if it&rsquo;s like a
dejavu and this one&rsquo;s for real.. It&rsquo;s no use for me to reminisce or
think it back again, he&rsquo;s not coming back anyway. Para akong sinampal
ng bonggang bongga and the transition, grabe kahapon lang yung isa
ngayon siya naman.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">When I was about to cry, Paolo was already seated beside me.</span></p>
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<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Oct. 3, 2009 &ndash; Saturday</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">&ldquo;<em>Pao, happy birthday! Babatiin na kita ngayon coz I bet buong
araw ako nito tulog bukas. Hehe. Kararating ko lang from work, nag
aadik! Anyways, Take Care! Nyt</em>&rdquo;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I was about to sleep when he replied after a couple of minutes, my
phone beep. It was him, he had invited me to be at the bar where he
held his birthday. I was skeptical for a reason I can&rsquo;t understand. I
was sick and tired that day and I really deserved a long sleep (which I
usually do on my rest days). I declined the offer nicely and went back
to get my sleep again.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I got another sms from him, he said: &ldquo;<em>Punta ka na, birthday ko naman e. I have my officemates kaya madami tayo. Pakikilala kita. Please?</em>&rdquo;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Yeah, now there&rsquo;s this magic word. Besides, I was hell <a href="http://gagetganda.tabulas.com/2008/04/14/alas-stress-na/#comments" rel="autolink" class="autolink">stress</a>
throughout the week so I guess it won&rsquo;t hurt if I stop by the bar and
mingle around.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">When I arrived at the place, I send him an sms and I told him to pick me up.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">After 5 months, we saw each other again. As I looked in his eyes,
there was something he wanted me to convey but I just ignored it. I met
his friends and his girlfriend. Yes, he&rsquo;s currently in relationship and
it&rsquo;s okay. No hard feelings. <img src="http://www.kidbaliw.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_razz.gif" alt=":P" class="wp-smiley" /></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I find it really odd, I was kinda annoyed at him. I was thinking,
did he intend to hurt me or his girlfriend? His friends, obviously
compared me to Michelle. Seeing their glances from afar, I knew that I
got most of their votes. Honestly? I find it really odd. I swear!</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">All throughout the night, the song of Gwen Stefani&rsquo;s song is playing in my mind..</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em>It&rsquo;s hard to remember how it felt before<br /> Now I found the love of my life<br /> Passes things, get more comfortable<br /> Everything is going right</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;"><em>And after all the obstacles<br /> It&rsquo;s good to see you now with someone else<br /> And it&rsquo;s such a miracle that you and me are still good friends<br /> After all that we&rsquo;ve been through<br /> I know we&rsquo;re cool<br /> I know we&rsquo;re cool</em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">My phone beep again. It&rsquo;s from him, it said:</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">&ldquo;<em>Burn, ok ka lang? Akala ko hindi sasama itong gf ko. Mahal pa din kita!</em>&rdquo;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I looked at him and turned away. My heart was racing so fast..</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">Our eyes met and we gazed at each other for like one or two and the memories of the past came into my mind.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">He send me another sms and it says, &ldquo;<em>Sorry po! Pwede ba tayong mag usap? Huwag kang mag entertain ng iba ha</em>.&rdquo;</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family: tahoma; font-size: small;">I just looked at him again, showing off my evil grins.</span></p>
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