<?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-8687952</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:53:59.962+10:00</updated><title type='text'>is this love?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-421393444817262777</id><published>2008-10-03T01:29:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:23:23.672+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>should i continue to care and listen to the ever deafening thoughts of people about my major life decision?  not to use my meek power of telepathy and read people's mind, but basing the thoughts to the strong signals i received via all sorts of factors - like the tones of their silence, flex of their misleading smiles, and discerning stares. how come i couldn't just easily be apathetic and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/421393444817262777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=421393444817262777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/421393444817262777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/421393444817262777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2008/10/should-i-continue-to-care-and-listen-to.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-3392187747840478708</id><published>2008-08-09T10:08:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T10:08:37.797+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>         maari bang mamalimos ng pag-ibig at mabigyan ng pantay o higit pa sa hinihiling? at paano kung naambunan ka nga ng pagmamahal, ngunit ito ay hindi parin sapat?  pagpapatuloy mo pa rin ba ang pamamalimos?  maari bang matutunang mahalin ang isang tao na hindi natin gusto?  hindi hustong gamitin ang salitang palimos sa sitwasyong ito, pero wala na akong ibang maisip pa.  sa kalsada, habang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/3392187747840478708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=3392187747840478708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/3392187747840478708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/3392187747840478708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2008/08/maari-bang-mamalimos-ng-pag-ibig-at.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-1029745238590087607</id><published>2008-07-17T23:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:54:16.735+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hatol.</title><summary type='text'>         xxxx,      hindi husto kung kanino man ang hindi masuklian ng pantay na pagmamahal.       hindi ko alam kung nararapat na masaya ako sa mga sinasabi mo at nararamdaman.  dapat masaya dahil nandyan ka at nagmamahal sa akin, pero nalulungkot ako dahil ito ay hindi ko masuklian.  dahil sa ngayon, ang tunay kong nararamdaman sa iyo ay pawang pangkaraniwang pagkakaibigan lamang. hindi ko </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/1029745238590087607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=1029745238590087607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/1029745238590087607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/1029745238590087607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2008/07/xxxx-hindi-husto-kung-kanino-man-ang.html' title='hatol.'/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-6816938401504484428</id><published>2008-07-05T08:00:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:52:04.162+10:00</updated><title type='text'>namamaalam muna...</title><summary type='text'>         ... hindi ko alam. pero sa ating paghihiwalay, sigurado na ang lahat ay mananatili - ang magandang relasyon na hindi nadampihan - malinis sa selosan at pagkamuhi.  hindi husto sa atin na magkarelasyon na lagi na lang may salubong na mga tanong at aregluhan  ikaw ay magiging parte ng aking buhay magpakailanman. salamat sa pagbahagi ng buhay mo sa akin.  lagi kong matatandaan ang mga </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/6816938401504484428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=6816938401504484428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/6816938401504484428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/6816938401504484428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2008/07/namamaalam-muna.html' title='namamaalam muna...'/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-1681383682157622300</id><published>2008-06-29T20:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:49:56.279+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sigurong pagmamahal</title><summary type='text'>         Ikaila man natin na hindi tayo nagkakagustuhanalam nating dalawang na ito'y matinding kasinungalingandahil ang naramdaman natin ay iba sa ordinaryong pagkakaibigan  siguro tayo ay takot na masaktandahil malayo na ang tahanan natin sa isa't isa.  (ngayo'y tayo'y hindi na magkapiling)  siguro pinoprotektahan natin ang ating pagkakaibiganat ito na nga siguro ang dapat nating gawin.  siguro </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/1681383682157622300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=1681383682157622300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/1681383682157622300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/1681383682157622300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2008/06/sigurong-pagmamahal.html' title='sigurong pagmamahal'/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-112677764796034560</id><published>2005-09-15T19:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T19:47:27.966+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Basag ang puso ko.  Ang hirap ipaliwanag at ibahagi ang isang problemang ganito - lalo na kapag winawalis pa ang mga bubog na sariwang-sariwa.Bakit ba ang malas ko? Bente Quatrong taon na akong nagiisa, naghihintay at naghahanap sa kanya.  Bakit laging kapag may nahanap na ako ay may nakahawak na sa kamay nya? At kapag nalaman ito ay huli na dahil hindi na mapigilan ang nararamdaman.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112677764796034560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=112677764796034560&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/112677764796034560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/112677764796034560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/09/basag-ang-puso-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-112057761839564484</id><published>2005-07-06T01:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T01:33:38.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i feel some people are obliged to love. they become prisoner's of their lover. and yet they stay in the relationship for the sole benefit of having company; for following society's dictation; for shelter &amp; money.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112057761839564484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=112057761839564484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/112057761839564484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/112057761839564484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/07/sometimes-i-feel-some-people-are.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-112022552316293279</id><published>2005-06-25T23:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T21:46:53.823+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>24ako lang ang hindi nagbabago.hindi pa rin natututo.dalawang pung apat na taon at hindi pa rin matanaw -ikaw.dalawang pung apat na oras...dalawang pung apat na minuto...dalawang pung apat na hininga...dalawang pung apat na segundo...parating na - sana.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/112022552316293279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=112022552316293279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/112022552316293279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/112022552316293279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/06/24-ako-lang-ang-hindi-nagbabago.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-111901526655994256</id><published>2005-06-04T23:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T01:14:53.830+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nasa pampanga na rin ako sa wakas!ang daming nagbago dito mula ng huling kong dalaw dalawang taon na ang nakalilipas.una sa lahat, ang kababata kong pinsan, may anak na. nahirapan sya dahil wala syang kapiling sa kanyang pagdadalang-tao. hindi ko na sya tinantong kung anong nangyari maski kinukulit na ako ng isip ko. kusa na siyang nag-kumpisal sa akin - dinaan namin sa "maboteng" usapan. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111901526655994256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=111901526655994256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111901526655994256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111901526655994256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/06/nasa-pampanga-na-rin-ako-sa-wakas-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-111555327082024474</id><published>2005-05-08T21:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T21:08:25.180+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bakit nga ba ang ningas ay hindi lumagosa halip, ito'y unti-unting naglalaho.ito ba ay na-ambunan o na-ulanandahil ito'y hindi sinilungan; pinabayaan.kaya pala ang lamig ng iyong labikaya pala ako ay giniginaw sa yakap mokaya pala walang init ang aking disyembresabihin mo man o hindi, ako ay masasaktanlagi naman masakit ang nakikipaghiwalayanmaghihintay at baka magbago ang isip moat pati na rin </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111555327082024474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=111555327082024474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111555327082024474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111555327082024474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/05/bakit-nga-ba-ang-ningas-ay-hindi.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-111382766523709713</id><published>2005-04-18T22:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T22:34:25.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head where I would impress you with every single word I said. It would come out insightful, or brave, or smooth, or charming and you'd want to call me and I would be there every time you need me. I'd be there every time.  But for now I'll look so longingly waiting for you to want me,  for you to need me,  for you to notice me. "- c. carrabba-----------------</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111382766523709713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=111382766523709713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111382766523709713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111382766523709713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-starting-to-fashion-idea-in-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-111382672392160246</id><published>2005-04-11T21:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T00:17:14.746+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sms of the day:v: "u envy those who left me? "r: "I envy dem bc0z dey hav u.Bc0z u take time 2 m0urn 4 dr l0ss..."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111382672392160246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=111382672392160246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111382672392160246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111382672392160246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/04/sms-of-day-v-u-envy-those-who-left-me.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-111296730845809986</id><published>2005-04-08T23:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T23:35:08.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I look in your direction But you pay me no attention, do you? I know you don't listen to me 'Cos you say you see straight through me, don't you? And on and on From the moment I wake, to the moment I sleep I'll be there by your side; just you try and stop me I'll be waiting in line, just to see if you care Oh… Did you want me to change? Well I changed for good And I want you to know that you'll</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111296730845809986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=111296730845809986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111296730845809986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111296730845809986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-i-look-in-your-direction-but-you.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-111184318089997771</id><published>2005-03-26T23:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T23:19:40.900+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im going to the moon...guide me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111184318089997771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=111184318089997771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111184318089997771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111184318089997771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-going-to-moon.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-111077464759924829</id><published>2005-03-14T02:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T14:31:58.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>magpasalamat na lang dahil maski binasag ang salamin ng kotse nyo ay walang nasaktan. magpasalamat na lang dahil pitaka't bag lang ang ninakaw at hindi ang (iyong)minamahal. magpasalamat na lang at magdasal.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111077464759924829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=111077464759924829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111077464759924829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111077464759924829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/03/magpasalamat-na-lang-dahil-maski.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-111010061446877693</id><published>2005-03-06T18:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T03:11:56.803+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tumbalik at binangga ng pwersa - masakit.dinukot ang aking kaibigan at sya'y umiyakmag-isa na naman sa daanan ng buhaybakante na naman upuan sa kotse ko...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/111010061446877693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=111010061446877693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111010061446877693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/111010061446877693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/03/tumbalik-at-binangga-ng-pwersa-masakit.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110954837925488702</id><published>2005-02-28T09:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T16:30:12.706+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bakante na naman ang upuan sa tabi ko. sa pagmamaneho ako’y huminto, pumarada, at nagpahinga. Subalit ika’y nagbukas ng pinto, tumayo at sumakay sa magarang kotse. Nilisan; mag-isa na naman akong tatahak sa daanan ng buhay. Magkita pa kaya uli tayo?San na ako pupunta?Kumaliwa sa kalye, hinahanap ka . May naghihintay at kumaway. Hihintuan at isasakay ko ba sya? Dumeretso; ilang beses nilampasan </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110954837925488702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110954837925488702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110954837925488702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110954837925488702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/02/bakante-na-naman-ang-upuan-sa-tabi-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110864704780130167</id><published>2005-02-16T23:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T00:25:56.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mga bulong sa hangin: hindi maintindihan, marinig, mabasa; makuha.masakit sa pusoang paghihintay ko sa iyongunit ito ay napawidahan-dahansa mga sulyapat nakaw-tinginsa iyong mga matasa tamis ng iyong ngiti at labisa paghawak ng iyong kamaysa iyo giliwdahil ikaw.bulkan? inahalingtulad sa aking pusosubalit ang bulkan'y biglaanat hindi mapigilan.bibigyan kita ng posporokaskasin -tulungang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110864704780130167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110864704780130167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110864704780130167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110864704780130167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/02/mga-bulong-sa-hangin-hindi.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110846133281489257</id><published>2005-02-15T19:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T19:57:48.913+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>from valentines (chocolate miniature like brandy bottles)it says:My heart is sparkling todayNothing ismore importantthan you.Can't stop mylove for you.Please, openyour heartand eyes for me.I'm waiting foryour love.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110846133281489257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110846133281489257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110846133281489257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110846133281489257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/02/from-valentines-chocolate-miniature.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110820859848984115</id><published>2005-02-10T00:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T21:43:18.490+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*excerpt/friendster/replywell, some updates... i have been very busy lately - not at work. i haven't met "love" yet (i think).  im in the stage of confusion right now.  everything is happening so fast.  usually with me, emotions starts before the actions.  meaning, i get attracted to someone then i will proceed and initiate the actions. but this time, i didnt initiate and actions started before </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110726975254897992</id><published>2005-02-02T01:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T00:55:52.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at 1720 i saw the florist at worki asked, "how is the arrangement?"pat on the back, "it's finish!"then i thought, "did he deliver it this time?"1800 was the agreed time"tell me that's from you" said the curious"yes, did she loved it?"its scent rushed through my systemair in the back office filled with loveit was beautifulbetter than my suggestionpink white and redtulips or similar</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110726975254897992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110726975254897992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110726975254897992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110726975254897992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/02/at-1720-i-saw-florist-at-work-i-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110708995534005609</id><published>2005-01-30T22:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T22:59:15.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 2 13 = hours2 = you + me1 = kiss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110708995534005609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110708995534005609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110708995534005609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110708995534005609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/01/3-2-1-3-hours-2-you-me-1-kiss.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110553627795271403</id><published>2005-01-12T23:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:40:05.476+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>let's cruisearound the beautiful island.just the 2 of uson the golden hour.this is like yours,it just flies high everywhere.unable for me to capture;preventing me to love it,and love you.how can i celebrate? whocan i celebratewith? i miss life.i miss you.im not starving of food.im hungry of lovecan you feed n save me?u r truly a rosewen i huggd n loved u,ur thorns stabbd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110553627795271403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110553627795271403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110553627795271403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110553627795271403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/01/lets-cruise-around-beautiful-island.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110485013912576737</id><published>2005-01-05T01:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T00:48:59.126+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"pilit ko mang ikay limutinlagi kong natatagpuanang iyong tinig at awitintwing sasapit ang ulanat ...... pang pinagsamahanmukha yatang nilimot nang puso mong biglang lumisanmay kapiling ng iba..."- m. escueta.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110485013912576737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110485013912576737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110485013912576737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110485013912576737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/01/pilit-ko-mang-ikay-limutin-lagi-kong.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110457967874556533</id><published>2005-01-01T21:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T21:43:46.953+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear Future Girlfriend,Are you worth the wait? Are you just going to stay in my dreams? I’ve been thinking if I will meet you soon…Just basically writing to announce that I am preparing for your arrival. I have simple plans and promises…First off, I have saved money. It might not be enough but I will guarantee you that I won’t waste them on car accessories, like what many boyfriends do. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110457967874556533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110457967874556533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110457967874556533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110457967874556533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2005/01/dear-future-girlfriend-are-you-worth.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110389355731546252</id><published>2004-12-24T23:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T20:51:17.680+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello xxx!How are you? I hope your days off were relaxing. I was just thinking of what happened and decided to write it and share it with you.I’ve compared my heart with the three types of volcanoes: Dormant, extinct and active. I realized it’s not as extinct as I thought it was because my emotions suddenly exploded.It simply started when I sat next to you and you relaxed your soft hand on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110389355731546252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110389355731546252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110389355731546252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110389355731546252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2004/12/hello-xxx-how-are-you-i-hope-your-days.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110388711462823237</id><published>2004-12-24T21:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:32:15.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>December 24, 2004Dear Santa,This is my wish list (in random order)Baseball hatNotebook PCUSB Bluetooth communicatorCanon DSLR D20 cameraPhoto bookPhotolife subscriptionAcoustic GuitarJapanese-English dictionaryCanon EF 50mm 1.4f lensPocket-size Daily PlannerImported CDs of linkin park, incubus, coldplay, rivermaya,60gb HarddriveBlack beltI have one more wish. I am not sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110388711462823237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110388711462823237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110388711462823237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110388711462823237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2004/12/december-24-2004-dear-santa-this-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110410759325928581</id><published>2004-12-12T10:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:56:05.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Part II am very desperate for romance. I want to fall in love soon – actually, right now. Every time I see couple walking charmingly, with their hands held together, it saddens me – I feel jealous. My heartbeat seems to stop as I visualize myself with someone special. I close my eyes and enjoy the thought of it. A sigh signals its fakeness. I open my eyes and I see reality – the sad reality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110410759325928581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110410759325928581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110410759325928581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110410759325928581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2004/12/part-i-i-am-very-desperate-for-romance.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-109793441702104351</id><published>2004-10-16T23:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:09:38.490+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The weather today corresponds to my mood: inconsistentThe sun shines conveying hope. But it fades away instead a dark sky forms...The rain has watered down happiness. The awkwardness in the air suffocates me. I feel nervous. My heartbeats seem irregular. It's the feeling of uncertainty; feeling that I made a mistake. I couldn't even think right or write properly. I hate this feeling. I hate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/109793441702104351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=109793441702104351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109793441702104351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109793441702104351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2004/10/weather-today-corresponds-to-my-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-109776356029705526</id><published>2004-10-14T01:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T21:31:21.843+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dear xxxxxx,Your emotion resonates.Thank you for the letter. I think that is my cue to break my silence. But before I start, I want to thank you for the wonderful experience we’ve shared. They will be retained. You’re a wonderful person!Silence is both a reaction and a comment. But I want to clarify …It’s easy, yet so hardYour letters verified your true feelings. On the other hand, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/109776356029705526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=109776356029705526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109776356029705526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109776356029705526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2004/10/dear-xxxxxx-your-emotion-resonates.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-109766807501949866</id><published>2004-10-01T01:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:11:25.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>excerpt from text messages...."what did i do? im just writing you a letter right now. i have not 'text' you back yet. please dont cry. ""if you're mad at me, i understand. it's ok if you dont want to talk but i just want you to know that i love you. i will not make you cry. im your friend..... ""good to know that you are not mad. but what are you confuse of? im not pushing you away. just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/109766807501949866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=109766807501949866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109766807501949866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109766807501949866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2004/10/excerpt-from-text-messages.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-109758796246474440</id><published>2004-09-25T23:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:42:30.696+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't know how to start... just let me warn you that this will be a long letter as I also don’t know how to end this. you may read this when you're on your quiet corner.just basically want to write you a letter because i just couldn't say these. i keep quiet because i have the tendency to breakdown. and usually, when i talk, it's anything related to sadness which is similar to this. i dont </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/109758796246474440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=109758796246474440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109758796246474440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109758796246474440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-dont-know-how-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110410663714556597</id><published>2003-10-06T18:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:23:42.810+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Be Free...i dont know if i should be mad, sad or glad about your short email. maybe mix of emotions. but to tell you the truth, just the first few words, specifically, 'let me take this opportunity to thank you' part, angers me. as i thought opportunity is always and readily available. strangely, i felt that i never been appreciated by you. sorry. i know, im venting again because i havent been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110410663714556597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110410663714556597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110410663714556597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110410663714556597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2003/10/be-free.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-110410698557087609</id><published>2003-04-25T02:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:23:05.570+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>musta musta ang mga tao sa nagbabagang republika ng pampanga (RP)?  naimprinta ko na rin ang mga letrato.  pasensya na dahil "bite-size"  maliit.  hindi kasya yung tinta kung iimprinta ko ng 4x6 lahat. ell, letrato mo lang ang 4x6 dahil alam mo na, vip ka =) kase ayaw mong magletrato! kase ganda ng expression mo don =) sayang hinde tayo masyadong nagusap. pumalya ako sa pagkilala sa 'yo;  sa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/110410698557087609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=110410698557087609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110410698557087609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/110410698557087609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2003/04/musta-musta-ang-mga-tao-sa-nagbabagang.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-109759694267003468</id><published>2003-04-03T17:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:25:09.536+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"i will survive"kailan ka aalis? sa june na pala. ang bilis, ang aga. i hope that after few years, we'll meet again. siguro kapag may sariling pamilya at (mga) anak ka na. sana ako din -- kaya lakad mo naman ako kay grace (biro).binigyan kita ng isang letrato i named, "i will survive." it's one of 100s pictures special to me for its meaning. it's the tree saying, "i survived." it survived </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/109759694267003468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=109759694267003468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109759694267003468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109759694267003468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2003/04/i-will-survive-kailan-ka-aalis-sa-june.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-109759616895421122</id><published>2002-04-17T02:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T21:30:04.053+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hello xxxxxxgood morning...since you brought it up =), about last two nights ago, it was a good experience; thanks for sharing. i've been waiting to release that stored tension off of myself. but of course, i want to apologize. it wasn't a good start - didn't know how to initiate the questions - sorry. talking on the phone about it wasn't appropriate either =( sorry if i annoyed you much =(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/109759616895421122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=109759616895421122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109759616895421122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109759616895421122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/2002/04/hello-xxxxxx-good-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8687952.post-109767827739968373</id><published>1999-02-10T13:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:44:14.066+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's not because I have to talk to youBut because I want toIt's not because I have to kiss youBut because I want toIt's not because I have to love youBut because I want toBut I left not because I have toIt's because you want me to02-10-98</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/feeds/109767827739968373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8687952&amp;postID=109767827739968373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109767827739968373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8687952/posts/default/109767827739968373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentfeelings.blogspot.com/1999/02/its-not-because-i-have-to-talk-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>verj</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00478293729735460519</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://static.flickr.com/49/179780093_2a6e7416f4_s.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
