<?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-8208151684828406615</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:33:46.106-08:00</updated><category term='pencil'/><category term='song'/><category term='problematic'/><category term='candid'/><category term='love'/><category term='life is like a pencil'/><category term='dedicated'/><category term='hope'/><title type='text'>Me and my Sweetie</title><subtitle type='html'>Here's a photo of my Sweetie (in black) with her twin, Nica (in green) at the beach :D</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Markz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06977545551095192028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s214/c0olmarkz/1_583495330m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208151684828406615.post-7853234925992860011</id><published>2008-07-20T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T06:37:04.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dedicated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candid'/><title type='text'>Candid :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8HFxfOvvA4&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's a song My Sweetie dedicated to me, it's really nice and so sweet!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I open my eyes, only to see,&lt;br /&gt;Just how sad this world could be..&lt;br /&gt;That I often cry alone… ohh..&lt;br /&gt;I look at the sky, longing to see,&lt;br /&gt;There’s a chance out there for me..&lt;br /&gt;For my heart to be set free,&lt;br /&gt;My friends had say that it’s ok..&lt;br /&gt;When rainbow’s fade in clouds of gray,&lt;br /&gt;But in my heart I know someday..&lt;br /&gt;True happiness will come my way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew love till I found you,&lt;br /&gt;It’s magic in your smile..&lt;br /&gt;Never knew love till I saw you lookin’ in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly our sadness disappears..&lt;br /&gt;True love has fin’lly shown its smilin’ eyes on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m searching the skies hopin’ to see,&lt;br /&gt;If there’s someone out there for me..&lt;br /&gt;Who will set my poor heart free,&lt;br /&gt;No ones believe that love was just a fairytale..&lt;br /&gt;But each time you hold me,&lt;br /&gt;Those fairytales come true… on you.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208151684828406615-7853234925992860011?l=mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/feeds/7853234925992860011/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208151684828406615&amp;postID=7853234925992860011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default/7853234925992860011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default/7853234925992860011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/2008/07/candid.html' title='Candid :)'/><author><name>Markz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06977545551095192028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s214/c0olmarkz/1_583495330m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208151684828406615.post-5023773465222490736</id><published>2008-06-28T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T03:56:19.284-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problematic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life is like a pencil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><title type='text'>A suspense week it was! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xde6-4b0hhI/SGYWpsEvndI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BCeullEAyOk/s1600-h/images.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216882123816803794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xde6-4b0hhI/SGYWpsEvndI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BCeullEAyOk/s320/images.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whew! It's been a week since I've last created a post here, it's just because of the busy week.. Well, talking how busy it was, let me begin the week-long story..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Tuesday when it all started, I was placed on waiting list in my section, since I'm attending the section 2C class, which I used to since the first day.. However, one of my professors told me that she can't find my name on her class list.. That time I was shocked and I started to think that I belong in the other class, since it was printed in my registration card that my section is 1C.. So from there I have created my biggest problem for this month, I feel so stupid for not fixing it last vacation, now I have to face my nerve-tickling brain-shocking heart-pounding problem! Just thinking about seeing the professors, the College Dean, and the University administrators makes me sweat-like-a-falls, and it's not the typical sweat huh, I mean, it's like melted ice rolling down my head! Ha ha! LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day, I've lost no courage, but lost some weight, I think.. For everyday, every dismissal of my classes, I'm walking and walking and walking just to find myself looking for a needle on a field.. Nah, I'm so stupid! I thought.. I remembered a quotation about the pencil, it says, “&lt;em&gt;in life you have to go through painful sharpenings...”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my Sweetie and I met everyday, she always asks me how’s my day was, and I always nod my head, then told her it’s a great day, since I was with her again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knew about my problem, and she’s always nervous than me.. I just told her, &lt;em&gt;“Its okay Sweetie, life’s more enjoying when you are always nervous and thinking about so many things...”&lt;/em&gt; Then she smiles sweetly like a little girl having a lollipop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, which I felt was a lucky day, after my Sweetie and I had our lunch together, that’s the first time since the opening of the classes, we had a great time, of course, it’s always a great time with the one you love most.. I’ve brought her to her classes and after all of those walks, which I think if converted into money, I’ll be a millionaire, whoa, when I followed up my papers, the administrator told me that I’ve lost.. I’ve lost my problem! Haha! I’m so great! Changing six subjects in just one conversation with the Dean makes me feel special! Thank god it's over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie’s classes’ ends at 5p.m. that day, so the moment the bell rang, I was so excited to tell her the news, I mean, the good news. She was then smiled sweetly again, like an angel, and told me, &lt;em&gt;“Wow, you’re great Mark!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life is just like that, you’re always problematic, still, don’t lose hope, yet life’s more of great memories than that... My professor told us, it’s like the pencil, you have to go through painful sharpenings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now I’m a I-CAN-DO-WHATEVER-YOU-PASS-ME person, I believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll told them, life’s just like the pencil, you ACHIEVE when you’re SHARP but you FAIL when you’re BLUNT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208151684828406615-5023773465222490736?l=mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/feeds/5023773465222490736/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208151684828406615&amp;postID=5023773465222490736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default/5023773465222490736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default/5023773465222490736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/2008/06/suspense-week-it-was-d.html' title='A suspense week it was! :D'/><author><name>Markz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06977545551095192028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s214/c0olmarkz/1_583495330m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xde6-4b0hhI/SGYWpsEvndI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BCeullEAyOk/s72-c/images.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208151684828406615.post-3330305684636650097</id><published>2008-06-23T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:26:16.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God It's Saturday! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Last Saturday, June 21, we had our first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NSTP&lt;/span&gt; class, so as usual, I went to my Sweetie's house to fetch her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;We had a good time knowing our professor.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Then after our class, we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; to fill our tummies.. We also take some walk at the mall to buy her brother a Rubik's cube.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Off we go to their house, I'm always glad to see her family during weekends, their all home except her twin sister who is taking her Saturday classes..&lt;br /&gt;Then his brother told me that he wants to learn how to solve the cube, so I taught him,&lt;br /&gt;whoa, he's a fast learner, I thought.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;That day, her Auntie went to their house, we ate some snacks.. I love the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chicken-feet-from-HenLin's&lt;/span&gt;" which is cooked by her mom, whom I used to call "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy Bebot&lt;/span&gt;", all her dishes makes me feel special..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;As night came, I still don't want to go home.. We've waited for her twin sister with her "special friend" to come..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;At last, at 6:00 pm, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nica&lt;/span&gt; - her twin sister, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt; - same as mine's huh, got home.. I'm sure they're so tired from the traffic jam, as always.. We had some bondings and lots of laughing then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Then there comes rain, so I decided to go home - I mean, to ride for 1 hour and 20 minutes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's how much I love my Sweetie..&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208151684828406615-3330305684636650097?l=mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/feeds/3330305684636650097/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208151684828406615&amp;postID=3330305684636650097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default/3330305684636650097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default/3330305684636650097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/2008/06/thank-god-its-saturday-d.html' title='Thank God It&apos;s Saturday! :D'/><author><name>Markz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06977545551095192028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s214/c0olmarkz/1_583495330m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8208151684828406615.post-2149131899897738741</id><published>2008-06-22T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T08:38:16.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little poem for my Sweetie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;This poem is actually unfinished.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I made it weeks ago, but stopped since my classes had started.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;This is all about my first semester in our university, still I have no title for it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Here it goes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was just the first day of the class,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still, I remember that beautiful lass.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's so wonderful to my eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet, she's so simple, I realize..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How I wish somehow we get close,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To start, how am I suppose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That day, I know, you'll be just like a dream,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's impossible, to have you as a queen..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Days had came,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still, I don't know your name.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I heard from the class,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's Bea Santos Nicolas..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow! It sounds so amusing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reminds me of a face that's so amazing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's like seeing a needle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the ocean floors middle..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Still, I don't know what to do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be a friend, and to be known by you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to be part,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When and where to start..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For every morning you're saying "Hi",&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've got me smiling as a reply..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's because words can't come out of my mouth,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking of you, is what I'm talking about..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For all of those moments, I had perfect days,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Thank you", is all my heart says..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Oh.. It's bed time now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Good night everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Hope you liked it somehow.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8208151684828406615-2149131899897738741?l=mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/feeds/2149131899897738741/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8208151684828406615&amp;postID=2149131899897738741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default/2149131899897738741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8208151684828406615/posts/default/2149131899897738741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mysweetielovesme.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-little-poem-for-my-sweetie.html' title='Just a little poem for my Sweetie..'/><author><name>Markz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06977545551095192028</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s214/c0olmarkz/1_583495330m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
