<?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-8083218849552741491</id><updated>2011-08-01T12:24:07.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my em0 side</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-8469583738023906102</id><published>2009-11-18T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T01:11:07.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last post was 48 years ago!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;exaggerating&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;for just a matter of 8 months, millions of events have occurred in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;well, most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; of my stupid love life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;the latter post hasn't been updated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we BROKE UP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but i don't mourn so much about it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;a minute of tears is already enough for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;the former post about the girl in the church...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uhm&lt;/span&gt; a romantic story happened but ended disgustingly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;eheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;well, i was able to have a chance to court the girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh no, this will be a long narration...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;(the first events happened through text)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she was the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; one to, somehow, "confess" to me that if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she was given the chance, she would LOVE me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i asked why... she told me that if she would tell me her reason,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;nothing will happen, "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hanggang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tinginan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;naman&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tayo&lt;/span&gt; eh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i then told her that if she would ask me the same, i too will say what she said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she laughed and later called me her "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;langga&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;to make this very long happening shorter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;we were able to went out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i made her a specialized poem... which i planned to make a blog of poems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she accepted it then she dumped me ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WAAT&lt;/span&gt;???? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i thought i was nearing my aim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;to have 3? girlfriends &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt; ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;oh yeah, though she dumped me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i still continued my "flirting" with her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she reacts nicely as if she is VERY INTERESTED with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; cautious now, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i keep myself checked, i wont be hurt twice with the same girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;now, she gave me the STRONGEST reason why i should stop loving her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;her ex-boyfriend has been checking up on her and they're hanging out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she posts her pictures on her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; and on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; also seen some of they're comment-chat on both sites..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;though i am not jealous that they're hanging out, i don't own her anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i still cant stand her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LIES&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;earlier in our chitchats,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;she told me that she will do her studies first,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;damn, is this the best line that girls choose so that guys wont get hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;damn what a lie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;there are still other stories to tell but i need to cook rice now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;so til next time.. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;dodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&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/8083218849552741491-8469583738023906102?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/8469583738023906102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=8469583738023906102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/8469583738023906102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/8469583738023906102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-post-was-48-years-ago.html' title='the last post was 48 years ago!'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-3693544887581453023</id><published>2009-03-21T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T03:29:10.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we came late because.... haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;saturday, march 21, 2009&lt;br /&gt;late celebration of charisse m.'s burtday...&lt;br /&gt;i was there, my friends were there, my bestfriend was their, and saris of course haha&lt;br /&gt;saris celebrated her burtday in Sta. Lucia Royale Cebu (village luyo ra sa amoa) sa pool didto&lt;br /&gt;i planned this day to be the day that i'll court my bestfriend...&lt;br /&gt;so, i kept on staying with her...&lt;br /&gt;waiting for a chance to do my thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden, a change in the story occured...&lt;br /&gt;saris, freya, razzie, ug uban pa cant plunge theirselves in the pool kay kinahanglan mag sando or any swimwear...&lt;br /&gt;so, kay duol ra man amo balay, they decided to borrow from my mother, i volunteered man sad,&lt;br /&gt;i volunteered nga ako nalng mo uli kay para mag enjoy sad sila,,&lt;br /&gt;then i asked my bestfriend to come with me...&lt;br /&gt;she did come with me...&lt;br /&gt;well, they teased us but i did not negotiate with it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived home,&lt;br /&gt;i was stunned to know my parents were out, only our helper is home,, and she's upstairs..&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriend turned on the laptop and browsed the net,,,&lt;br /&gt;i started to search for sandoes and shorts upstairs...&lt;br /&gt;nya, nangawagtang man kaha ang mga inutaw,,&lt;br /&gt;nangutana ko sa among helper she answere nga wa sya kahibaw pud,,&lt;br /&gt;i just said nga ako lng tan awn sa silong,,,&lt;br /&gt;pero actually, wa jud ko nangita sa silong...&lt;br /&gt;i went straight to my bestfriend and hugged her,,,&lt;br /&gt;we both felt MY HEARTBEAT.. we began to laugh,,,&lt;br /&gt;i asked if she can be mine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the previous blog is the answer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(continue reading)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-3693544887581453023?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/3693544887581453023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=3693544887581453023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/3693544887581453023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/3693544887581453023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-came-late-because-haha.html' title='we came late because.... haha'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-979144800548185473</id><published>2009-03-21T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T05:16:08.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>she said: i'm already yours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hear me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;it's my first time to clearly express my feelings for the girl i so much love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and first time to have a girlfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oh yes, definitely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i want to shout for joy now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and laugh  and cry and sing HIS praises..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she gave her heart to me and i promised her,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i wont give it up for any challenge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;she's my bestfriend... we know each other so well,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i seem to be seeing the future that i will be meeting you in the church central isle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so in love with my bestfriend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;dodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-979144800548185473?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/979144800548185473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=979144800548185473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/979144800548185473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/979144800548185473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2009/03/she-said-im-already-yours.html' title='she said: i&apos;m already yours...'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-1653776811641945179</id><published>2009-03-19T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:21:54.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i fell in love with my bestfriend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;yeah! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so much into her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bestfriend&lt;/span&gt; whom i shared almost all my secrets suddenly became the one the my heart is beating for right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;i so much love her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;the feeling i have for her is different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;so different because this time,,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;i know she can be mine... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;she made me do these things for the first time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;1. say i love you personally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;2. hug a girl so tight with my heart beating so fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;3. chat with all afternoon though &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not into chatting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;4. i want to court her.. she'll be my first girl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;weeee&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nalanag&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;gugma&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000099;"&gt;dodge&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/8083218849552741491-1653776811641945179?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-6609488443849184166</id><published>2009-03-13T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T23:57:28.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;nganu sad kaha nga sa kadaghan na niyag na uyab ug sa kadaghan na nga gi share sa akong bestrfriend nga iyang ganahan ni end up man hinuon nga ganahan na hinuon xa nako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;unsaonz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000099;"&gt;dodge&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/8083218849552741491-6609488443849184166?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/6609488443849184166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=6609488443849184166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/6609488443849184166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/6609488443849184166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-6587949231016871751</id><published>2009-01-03T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T05:31:45.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe it's her!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i saw her in the church during our First Friday Vigil...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't expect a pretty gal to be there...&lt;br /&gt;i noticed her when she was just sitting in the corner with her phone...&lt;br /&gt;i looked at her for a matter of seconds...&lt;br /&gt;she suddenly looked up and looked straight to my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;it seemed to be a piercing arrow of cupid...&lt;br /&gt;she smiled and because of this torpeness in me...&lt;br /&gt;i looked down and sit down...&lt;br /&gt;she was a choir member while i was the one operating the projector for the mass songs and readings...&lt;br /&gt;time to time i started to look at her... and the same thing happened...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah... she was in pink jacket and she looks cool and cute with it...&lt;br /&gt;the vigil was 8:00 pm to 4:00 am..&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time to attend this vigil...&lt;br /&gt;now, i have a second reason why i must attend the monthly vigil...&lt;br /&gt;though it's tiring, her beauty is soothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffff00;"&gt;naghun-huna ghapon niya,&lt;br /&gt;-dodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-6587949231016871751?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-160934050289111702</id><published>2008-10-31T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:33:35.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that was a stupid quarell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wew...&lt;br /&gt;i had a one week cold war with a very close friend...&lt;br /&gt;Ra and i always go home together this made us very close with each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some time before the second quarter ended...&lt;br /&gt;she suddenly told me "ayaw na pagkig kuyog nako oi, pagkat.on sad ug uli ug ikaw ra..."&lt;br /&gt;i told her in a joking manner "ngeee.. ako diay magkig dungan nimo???"&lt;br /&gt;she kept on tellnig me those words for almost a week...&lt;br /&gt;i already got pissed off with her but... she's my friend... i think she's just concerned with me... or what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october 20 was the deadline supposed to be for the submission of application forms for usc-tc&lt;br /&gt;but it was extended till october 21 since most of the students don't have their 2x2 pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went down with some friends to have our picture taken...&lt;br /&gt;we just went to a nearby photo center...&lt;br /&gt;we had our picture taken then we can claim it after 15 mins...&lt;br /&gt;my friends asked me to claim their pics because they'll be going home nah...&lt;br /&gt;i said yes and i ran back to school to get my bag and go home with Ra and Fr waiting for me upstairs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got there.. it was almst 5 pm&lt;br /&gt;i saw Ra, Fr with Hartel... they said we'll go nah coz it's almost 5...&lt;br /&gt;i immediately agreed because i'll still go and get the pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we packed up and went down...&lt;br /&gt;when we were nearing the gates they stopped and continued chatting...&lt;br /&gt;i told them i'll go ahead na lng coz i'll still get the pics and i'll just ride "ibabao-lacion.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ra said, "ayaw lang magdungan tah... "&lt;br /&gt;Hartel also insisted that we'll go home together...&lt;br /&gt;i told Ra, "abi ko dili na ka ganahan magkuyog tah..."&lt;br /&gt;Ra immediately took back everything she said, "oi! wa jud ko na ingon ana! kuyog ta ha!"&lt;br /&gt;"ah! dali a naka bali ug storya oh!..."&lt;br /&gt;Hartel said, "kuyog nlng gud tah pao..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cooled down... and said yes to her invitation...&lt;br /&gt;she said we'll just meet at Julie's bakeshop... then i hurriedly went to the photo center...&lt;br /&gt;it was just for a very short while because the pics were all done when i got there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i immediately ran to our rendezvouz...&lt;br /&gt;when i got there... tsk3.... they weren't there yet... and i really hate waiting...&lt;br /&gt;i went back to school... when i reached the school.. they were stll there...&lt;br /&gt;talking chatting blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;out of my anger i shouted even though i was outside the gate... "pagklaro mo diha oi!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked towards the church place... and was about to ride a "compre-lacion" jitney...&lt;br /&gt;Hartel hurriedly shouted...&lt;br /&gt;i waited for her and she kept on saying sorry and i told her i'm not angry with her...&lt;br /&gt;Fr asked where i will be heading.. i told them, "going home"&lt;br /&gt;Ra asked where... i didn't answer her coz i might say something wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night i talked with one of my closest girl friend...&lt;br /&gt;i told her everything that happened and came up with a solution...&lt;br /&gt;i was planning to "tagad" her on wednesday.. not on tuesday just to cool down everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october 21 afternoon... i went home immediately without even telling them that i'll be going ahead of them...&lt;br /&gt;in a phone call, my friend told me nga gitabangan daw xa nila ni Fr and Ra with N...&lt;br /&gt;she said that Ra was crying, Fr was was murmuring and N was just standing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fr and N stood their ground saying that it's my fault...&lt;br /&gt;Fr instantly condemned me saying.. "ayaw pagsorry niya! iya man nang sala!"&lt;br /&gt;that very moment, i decided that since they've judged me even without asking me what was the cause...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the room was very quite for half a week...&lt;br /&gt;our barkada circle was divded into 3... MC ate alone... clueless of what's happening, Ze and I ate together with Hartel, N and Ra ate together, Fr with Harvey...&lt;br /&gt;that was the setting of the classroom till monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cl tried to reconcile both of us, but i guess it didn't work...&lt;br /&gt;told her that if i'll be asking for Ra's forgiveness, it will just seem that i'm accepting their judgement...&lt;br /&gt;i told Cl that if it wasn't for Fr's immediate reaction, we could have already cooled down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, unexpectedly, while i was slouching Fr approached and said that we need to talk...&lt;br /&gt;she said sorry for reacting that way... "nahangin ra mn gud ko... sorry ha..."&lt;br /&gt;i said nothing and smiled... and went back to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i planned to reconcile with Ra as soon as possible...&lt;br /&gt;the next day Oct 28, Ra sent me a chocolate with a letter... letter of apology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on oct. 29, mdm Flo tld me that Ra and I need to reconcile...&lt;br /&gt;then that's it... i approached her and told her what is needed to be told...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanghayhay sa kakapoi,&lt;br /&gt;dodge&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/8083218849552741491-160934050289111702?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/160934050289111702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=160934050289111702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/160934050289111702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/160934050289111702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-was-stupid-quarell.html' title='that was a stupid quarell...'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-6913755070752913054</id><published>2008-10-10T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:22:54.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a time in my life....</title><content type='html'>wahahah... ^_^ let me laugh first before i proceed...&lt;br /&gt;during our P.E practical test...&lt;br /&gt;the practical test was all about those dancing and stuff...&lt;br /&gt;at first, our group, group 1, was assigned to dance the samba on October 10...&lt;br /&gt;i had a mixed emotion i want to cry coz i don't know how to dance at the same time i want to be happy because Shawie was in our group...&lt;br /&gt;Shawie picked me as her partner...&lt;br /&gt;Zendy, Razzie, Ragner, Charmaine A., Nikki E., Josame, Shawie and I were in the same group...&lt;br /&gt;October 6, Monday, our section watched the performance of section C...&lt;br /&gt;after their performance, Mdm. Cumpio asked us if we are ready for our dances...&lt;br /&gt;she even dared us to dance dirty dancing....&lt;br /&gt;unpredictable was Shawie and Julie's answer...&lt;br /&gt;they both said YES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaH!!! me??? gonna dance dirty? whaaaat????&lt;br /&gt;Razzie's face cannot be drawn, she was bursting in laughter.... (as usual, her wahahah laugh)&lt;br /&gt;Shawie asked us if we agree...&lt;br /&gt;but none of us disagreed nor agree...&lt;br /&gt;so it was decided ... we're goin to dance dirty...&lt;br /&gt;October 9, we went to Sam's house to practice...&lt;br /&gt;we stayed there until 9 in the evening...&lt;br /&gt;we kept on practicing our dance steps with our music... "Touch my Body"&lt;br /&gt;waaaaH! i really hate dancing and then i end up dancing a very flirtatous dance... &gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even promised to mself that i'm gonna do it only once in my lifetime...&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, mdm cumpio announced that we will be dancing a dance related to it during our right of passage, the love dance!&lt;br /&gt;nah ambot nlng jd tawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wa nakarecover sa nahitabo,&lt;br /&gt;dodge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-6913755070752913054?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/6913755070752913054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=6913755070752913054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/6913755070752913054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/6913755070752913054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-upon-time-in-my-life.html' title='once upon a time in my life....'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-2588944047676503029</id><published>2008-09-18T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:10:50.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>n0thing's g0nna change my l0ve f0r y0u....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;oh yeah! i'll never forget september 11, 2008...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;during our music period...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;with mdm. querikiol... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;around 10:20 am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;after a short quiz of 15 items...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;my friend Ra saw one of our teacher's visual aid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;she shouted and raised it in front of the whole class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;she shouted..."Hala! Nothing's Gonna Change my Love For You!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;the class howled and started shouting my name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and requesting a duet for N...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;to cut a long story short...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ni barog nalang ko then she also did stand up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;then we start to sing the song... ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hangtud karon wla karecover,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;dodge&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/8083218849552741491-2588944047676503029?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/2588944047676503029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=2588944047676503029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/2588944047676503029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/2588944047676503029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/09/n0things-g0nna-change-my-l0ve-f0r-y0u.html' title='n0thing&apos;s g0nna change my l0ve f0r y0u....'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-8260297445605731358</id><published>2008-08-17T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:17:27.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>august 1 (first friday mass)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;during the first friday mass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;our barkada sat together except for Cl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;i sat beside N...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;time-to-time, i leaned to her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;she didn't even react to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;during 'The Our Father' ^_^ i got used to not holding hands anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;i didn't mind to hold her hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;N suddenly grab my hand! *0h heaven!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;we were holding hands...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;i tightened the grip of her hand that as if i don't want to let it go again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;kakuyapon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;dodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-8260297445605731358?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/8260297445605731358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=8260297445605731358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/8260297445605731358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/8260297445605731358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/08/august-1-first-friday-mass.html' title='august 1 (first friday mass)'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-6779301586438728759</id><published>2008-08-17T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:01:36.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ze's birthday (august1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt; stayed late last august 1, friday, because we still need to do some school stuffs...&lt;br /&gt;we were in the auditorium then, together with the dance troupe who is also practicing for their presentation for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Buwan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wika&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;our adviser told us that she'll give us '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;balato&lt;/span&gt;' since it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ze's&lt;/span&gt; b.day and we'll get it in the faculty office...&lt;br /&gt;we went back to our classrooms to get our bags...&lt;br /&gt;we decided not to get the money because we're 'shy' ^_^&lt;br /&gt;we directly went downstairs...&lt;br /&gt;our adviser saw us and called us to get the money...&lt;br /&gt;we told her never mind...&lt;br /&gt;it was so coincidental that the dance troupe was also dismissed, she told almost all of them to call us...&lt;br /&gt;and when we were about to went out of the gate...&lt;br /&gt;mostly of the dance troupe members overtaked us and told us to go to the faculty room because mdm called for us...&lt;br /&gt;it so happened that only N and i was left inside the school grounds...&lt;br /&gt;without any word, N decided to go up... i hesitated to follow her...&lt;br /&gt;but i did follow her...&lt;br /&gt;she walked so fast that i only got up to her when we were up in the faculty room...&lt;br /&gt;N called for mdm...&lt;br /&gt;i told her, 'wla pa xa?'&lt;br /&gt;she replied, 'nah, naglangay-langay jd xa...'&lt;br /&gt;i was then leaning towards the steel handrailings...&lt;br /&gt;she was near the room of the faculty room...&lt;br /&gt;usually, she avoids being with me coz of the teases and anything... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;but this time, it was her who approached me...&lt;br /&gt;she actually stood beside me!! *0h heaven!&lt;br /&gt;she asked me if we could bring cellphone the next day coz we'll be having our NCAE review...&lt;br /&gt;i told her 'magda sa diay kuno ka?'&lt;br /&gt;she replied 'o kay mgpractice pa raba tah nig human...'&lt;br /&gt;we continued talking...&lt;br /&gt;mdm came out and she smiled at me coz she knows about me and N (pero di mi uyab ha)&lt;br /&gt;she gave us Php130.00...&lt;br /&gt;we smiled at each other...&lt;br /&gt;we went down together, i asked her where we will eat...&lt;br /&gt;she replied with laughter in her voice...&lt;br /&gt;she said 'ikaw asa mn tah...'&lt;br /&gt;i told her, 'julie's nlng tah nah...'&lt;br /&gt;we went down faster...&lt;br /&gt;and that's it...&lt;br /&gt;our whole barkada went out to eat... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling heaven,&lt;br /&gt;dodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-6779301586438728759?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/6779301586438728759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=6779301586438728759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/6779301586438728759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/6779301586438728759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/08/zes-birthday-august1.html' title='Ze&apos;s birthday (august1)'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-8965765373653363835</id><published>2008-08-12T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:44:04.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the best dream that i wished it all come true!</title><content type='html'>i was all alone standing near a very clear lake when BB came along with his emo friends...&lt;br /&gt;i was stunned at BB's voice because it's already so boyish ^_^ he asked me if i'm not busy coz we'll go to a party, i answered no. we walked and walked then we met our friends back in high school, Fr, Cl, Ze, Ra, N, and HG. BB's emo friends went out of the scene (what a dream! *_*) then they asked both of us if we are not busy coz they're going to a big celebration, we decided to come with them (HG went out of the scene*_*) then, we were all walking in a narrow hallway with a paint of brown. i talked to Cl, N interfered with our conversation. she held my hand and boast it off to the whole gang. i tighten the grip of her hand^_^. then we continued walking holding each others hand. our friends kept on teasing us. i placed my hands on's hips. we reached an elevator. all of them ran to the elevator. then Cl shouted at both of us coz we walked so slow. she said "pagdali mo oy kay amo na ni i close ang elevator!" N turned my whole body and she let me face her, she hugged me and said "i love you" then Cl shouted again, i kissed her hair and we went into the elevator. we were really close to each other in the elevator. when we reached the next floor, Ra said, "tara na!" N asked "can we stay a little bit longer?" she then hugged me tighter. Ra teased us saying, "byai nana cla diha oy, uyab na bitw na cla" they all laughed. N cuddled me. we both went out. then again i placed my hands on her hips. i turned her whole body to face me. i looked her straight into her eyes, she smiled. i was nearing to kiss her when sudddenly BB shouted HG is there!!!! BB and i ran towards the door of the elevator to block him. then HG just kicked the door and off we go!!! (end of my sweet dream xd)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-8965765373653363835?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/8965765373653363835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=8965765373653363835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/8965765373653363835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/8965765373653363835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/08/best-dream-that-i-wished-i-all-came.html' title='the best dream that i wished it all come true!'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-6733253335949947924</id><published>2008-08-12T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T06:41:31.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>july 26, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i dreamt of her again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i saw her sitting on (uhm, to be exact she was leaning to her right, nagtukod xa bah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;her face was so tiresome. i approached her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i asked her if she's fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;she didn't saiy a word, instead she just smiled at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i aided her to stand up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i held her hand, then with sooo much affection i kissed her hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i told her "i love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;she again smiled and just said "let's go!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i hugged her, and we both ran,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;suddenly a girl called my name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i looked back to see who called and i saw no one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;not even n_ _ _ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;then my dream ended... i woke up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-6733253335949947924?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/6733253335949947924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=6733253335949947924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/6733253335949947924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/6733253335949947924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/08/july-26-2008.html' title='july 26, 2008'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-2334268014634476215</id><published>2008-07-23T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T07:59:01.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soulmate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;is it just a coincidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;that we both love blue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;that we both love 14?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;         i love 14 coz it's my birthdate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;         she loves 14 coz 14 is N as in count it (A is 1, B is 2 so on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;         i didn't noticed that... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;are we just soulmates or am i just so much into her that i think that we're soulmates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i wanna tell her ASAP how i feel for her and how i long for her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;now that i know that she hates torpe and she wants me, according to my friend, to tell her how i feel for her or else her feelings for me will totally be gone T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;help!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;nalanag sa iyang panagway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;dodge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-1639492975012902231</id><published>2008-07-23T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T08:05:03.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i regret this! T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i regret one thing now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i was all along loving her in silence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;not knowing that she was also waiting for me to make a move in silence!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;what!!! (i just found out from a friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tsk tsk tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;all these years i was just only waiting for myself to move instead of me waiting for her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i have also heard that she was only waiting for this "&lt;em&gt;torpe guy&lt;/em&gt;" to make a move!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(and who else is torpe in her life?!)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;accdg also to my friend... _ told her that she doesn't want someone loving her without her knowing it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she wants the guy to tell her... or somehow like that... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;she doesn't want nga ako ako ray magkumkum sa akong gi bati...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; unya feedbacks ra iya mareceive... in.ana daw T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;danghaga jd nako oy! hmmmmmmm.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hello rodmarc????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;are you there????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;she's waiting for you duh! make a move!&lt;/em&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/8083218849552741491-1639492975012902231?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/1639492975012902231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=1639492975012902231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/1639492975012902231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/1639492975012902231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/07/regretz-as-in-so-many-regrets.html' title='i regret this! T.T'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-5221015730778692821</id><published>2008-04-25T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T02:36:39.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>super lame me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;introducing to you the latest super hero....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;"super lame man" that's me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;wohoa, nice i'm super lame damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;why don't i have the courage to court her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love her soooo much but, why?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i totally chill to the bones everytime we're together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i freeze to the core that i can't even say a word to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;damn it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;i need to court her to end this big unsolved mystery...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;the mystery if she feels the same way towards me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are sooo many questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;but only one girl knows the answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;it's her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;there are only two answers to this mystery either yes or no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;but why can't i confront her and ask her?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;asking a question is much easier than answering it di ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;lame! lame! lame!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;hahayz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;dodge&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/8083218849552741491-5221015730778692821?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/5221015730778692821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=5221015730778692821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/5221015730778692821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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together on the green ground...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i held her little soft hand with my both hands towards my chest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i placed her hand near my heart to let her fell my heartbeat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i looked at her smiling, she smiled...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i touched her face with my hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;she smiled, and i noticed the moon rising...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i laid down on her leg looking at the night sky...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then all of the sudden...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i woke up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was a dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hate this thing, duh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;nagdamgo hangtud karon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;dodge&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/8083218849552741491-4790241178829444108?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/4790241178829444108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=4790241178829444108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/4790241178829444108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/4790241178829444108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/04/last-night.html' title='last night...'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-8555517303118852989</id><published>2008-03-24T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:37:23.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepless *dawn*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;it was around 1 o'clock this dawn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i started to wake up because of my weird dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i think i was haunted by my heart since i said that I'll court her yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but i failed to because my being "torpe" dominated once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i woke up then slept again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;around 2 o'clock, i woke up again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i slept then dreamt another weird dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;around 3 o'clock i woke up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i didn't sleep till 4 o'clock..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i just kept writing her name in one notebook...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;until i finally yawned then i went to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then i dreamt the weirdest dream of the all the dreams i dreamt in that dawn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i saw her all alone standing near a cliff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i wanna go near her but i can't move...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then i saw people coming from different directions approaching her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then they carried her away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i did nothing then i woke up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i went back to sleep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i dreamt again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;this time the setting was in IPI...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i saw her with Clare Galon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then i was standing near them in the poolside...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Clare then left the two of us alone then the next thing i noticed was...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;she was sitting next to me... i trembled in my dream (ngek)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i tried to talk but my mouth won't open...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;then she left without a word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;she left behind a folder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;she wrote their:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"please keep all my confessions ..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the letter was long but i can only recall that part...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i really am depressed why i didn't make a move...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;such a an _____ T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Na alimongawan  sa silingan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dodge&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/8083218849552741491-8555517303118852989?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/8555517303118852989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=8555517303118852989' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/8555517303118852989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/8555517303118852989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/03/sleepless-dawn.html' title='sleepless *dawn*'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-2791391206721212910</id><published>2008-03-24T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:15:16.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yesterday, patrice had her despedida party in IPI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was a very tiring day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i was suuuuuper tired!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but it was really worth it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;swimming, swimming and&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;EATING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yehey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the pool ranged from 5ft to 8ft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;even though i don't swim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i really swam since it might be our last outing with patrice T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;until now, sakit gihapon akong mga mata ambot ug ngano mata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ouchie.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nagluhaluha ang mata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dodge&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/8083218849552741491-2791391206721212910?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/2791391206721212910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=2791391206721212910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/2791391206721212910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/2791391206721212910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/03/yesterday-patrice-had-her-despedida.html' title=''/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-4061748590998070506</id><published>2008-03-18T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:04:18.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a poem for her...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're my Only Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your name is sounding in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My heart is craving for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want to be your life's part,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Permit me to stay with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I can't help myself from loving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Your charm is hard to resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I want to express this intense feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I'll never stop even how much you insist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Moments with you are so memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My love for you I can't control anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Love is really unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We don't know what the future has stored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;You're the only girl that I love this much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I can't give any girl this love so much..........&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/8083218849552741491-4061748590998070506?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/4061748590998070506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=4061748590998070506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/4061748590998070506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/4061748590998070506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/03/poem-for-her.html' title='a poem for her...'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-3530778058425098285</id><published>2008-03-18T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:53:11.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>really depressed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;some of my friends told me to stop tailing on that girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;move on ra gud... she doesn't have feelings for you anymore...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i told them, "&lt;em&gt;how i wish i can do it that easy&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;others told me that if i really love her, fight for your love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;there was even one friend who told me that if I'm really serious for that girl then tell &lt;em&gt;tell her that&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i told my friend that &lt;em&gt;I'm really serious with her&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;is our feelings for each others mutual?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't know... she told me that she has feelings for me but that was before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ouch!&lt;/em&gt; how i wish i made my move before, she could be with me right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i told myself that maybe I'm just hallucinating that i'm the one she's now loving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah i know i let my mind dominate me for all those years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;they said that &lt;strong&gt;i lost my brain because of love but now i lost my love because of my brain&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nalibog sa gugma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dodge&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/8083218849552741491-3530778058425098285?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/feeds/3530778058425098285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8083218849552741491&amp;postID=3530778058425098285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/3530778058425098285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8083218849552741491/posts/default/3530778058425098285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com/2008/03/really-depressed.html' title='really depressed...'/><author><name>dodge sanchez</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06219328819820399578</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8083218849552741491.post-8733069583602057668</id><published>2008-03-17T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:16:17.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first bLog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you may think i'm the kind of person who just sit in the corner with my reading materials, rosaries or sometimes talking, teasing, and laughing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well think again, you're just seeing the cover of my life's real emotion...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i tell you, i may not look like one but honestly if not with my friends to laugh with, i think i'm so much more than an emo kind of guy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you may seem think i'm always happy... think once more... i'm not showing the world how i really feel...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;that's one of my weakness... i can't express my feelings right... especially to that girl whom i have given my whole heart yet doesn't even care... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i want to move on yet i can't easily tell that to myself coz i'm truly into her...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Nabuang sa gugma,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Dodge&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8083218849552741491-8733069583602057668?l=emosideofdodgesanz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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