<?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-8535199</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:51:25.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RiDe WiT Me...</title><subtitle type='html'>Napagisip-isip ko lng.. maki-ride ka na lng!! hehe!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>K4rL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332450785579202825</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8535199.post-109812134930345167</id><published>2004-10-19T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T01:42:29.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Guyz...Part3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're in love with a girl who you accompany her home...not because you just want to prolong the tender bliss of being with her...but also because you will never rest easy that night if you can't personally guarantee she's safe in her home...and...you start to dislike her friends who are keeping her out till late and not bringing her home...and you get over-anxious and really worried while watching and waiting for her to call you and tell you that she is, finally, tucked in bed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're probably in serious heart trouble if, after bringing her home, you agonize on how long you still have to wait before you and her will be going home to one same house...and sleeping in the same bed...with each other's arms around you as you settle for sweet dreams shared...you feel really sad that you'd have to travel alone in the night and come home only to not see her beaming face welcoming you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And you know that this girl has really gotten under your skin when you try not to sleep before she does...whether in bed or while you're travelling somewhere...and mainly because you want to just hold her...and just watch her dream her tiredness away....you try to skip from sleep for a while longer just enough to watch her in all vulnerability...with her face stripped off of pretensions and tensions...&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/8535199-109812134930345167?l=karl28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/feeds/109812134930345167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8535199&amp;postID=109812134930345167' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109812134930345167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109812134930345167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/2004/10/for-guyzpart3.html' title='For Guyz...Part3'/><author><name>K4rL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332450785579202825</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8535199.post-109714231418525538</id><published>2004-10-07T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T17:45:14.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kwentong VAN..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;sinong nagvavan(colorum) sa papuntang skul or khit san? sana maka-relate kau lalu na ung mga taga lasal-d..hehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 yrs. nakong sumasakay jan, iba't-ibang klaseng bagay na ang na-experince ko.. well, ganun tlga! araw-araw kc eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;may mga tyms na nakakaasar at meron ding nakakatawa, halu-halo tlga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nakkaasar ang mga van na sa lbas plng eh mapipintasan mo na, di mo lam kung maganda ba ang loob nito at kung malamig ba..meron din nmang mganda tlga lalu na ung mga Pregio, Starex at MB, malalamig ang mga sasakyan na yan.. may van nman na pagpsok mo eh mkkta mong mgnda ung aircon at may kalakihan, pero hangin lng ang binubuga, may nakakabit ngang fan sa mga bintana pero di nman nagrorotate(amf!). May van nman na tatluhan nga ang pasahero bwat row pero straight body ka nman at tlgang nkkangawit, buti nlng bumilis ang byahe, haha.. ang comon na van ay ung apatan na pasahero na tlgang nkkasar kpag ikaw ang nahuling sumakay, di ka mkksandal at minsang napagitnaan ako ng dalwang matatabang tao, di lang ako nhirapan sa pag-upo pinawisan pako..hayup tlga!. Malas mo lng pag kaw ang last na sasakay sa van kaw ung sa pintuan, tga-sarat' bukas ka dun at pangit pa ng upo mo..luge! Naranasan nyo na din ba na makasaky sa likuran ng van na kapag dumaan sa humps eh umaangat din ito at gumagalaw.. (ayaw kasi ipaayos). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nkaranas din ako na mkasabay ang isang studyante na sa kalgitnaan ng byahe eh humihilik at nagsasalita ng 2log?! whooo!!(ngppuyat kc), nkkta ko ung ibang muka ng pasahero na nagppigil sa pagtawa.. at meron nmn minsan ang srap ng tulog sa balikat mo, khit anong gwin mo dun pa din bbgsak ang ulo nya (pero ok lng kung chix, ahihihi). Nkkaasar minsan ung mga bumababa galing sa likod ng van, kelngan pang lumabas ng ilang pasahero pra mkababa un.. nkkabitin sa pag2log eh! May van nmang ang lkas ng sounds pero pangit nmn ang istasyon kya nman itong pasahero na nkasbay ko eh may tama ata biruin mo ba namng mula sa likod eh tinawag nya ung driver at pinalipat sa gusto nyang stasyon(ok na stasyon- 95.5!!!tsk! tsk!). eto pa isang nkpagpasakit ng tyan ko sa kktawa.. Isang pasahero ang pumara mula sa gitna, shmpre bababa din ung tga-bukas ng van pra mkadaan ung pumara, eh di ko alam kung anng nkain nung driver biruin mo ba nmang pagbaba nung taga-bukas eh umandar na - at shmpre kming mga nkskay mejo sumigaw na meron pang bababa! ahahahhahah!!!! tawa ko ng tawa dun sa muntik ng maiwan kung titignan mo ung muka prng di mo lam kng bad3p o natatawa din sa nangyri s knya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Eto cguro ang isa sa mga mamimis ko sa araw-araw na pagpsok ko sa skul, ang mga kwentong Van! cguro may mga bgay d2 na naranasan nyo din, kya dpat lng na masanay na tayo khit gaanu man ka-pangit ang ssakyan nting van o kung anu man ang mga eksena na mararanasan ntin sa loob ng van, bastat mhalaga eh ung mkarating tau ng maayos at ligtas sa paroroonan nten. ayt?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8535199-109714231418525538?l=karl28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/feeds/109714231418525538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8535199&amp;postID=109714231418525538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109714231418525538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109714231418525538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/2004/10/kwentong-van.html' title='Kwentong VAN..'/><author><name>K4rL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332450785579202825</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8535199.post-109688079592767500</id><published>2004-10-04T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T17:06:35.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OK ka na ba?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well.. masyado na taung stressed, cguro kelangn nten matanggal ito para masaya.. Epektibo ang mga paraan na to kya kung maari eh gawin nyo nlng... para din ito sa mga tinatamad, inaantok at nalulungkot..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Instructions:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.) umupo ng tuwid kung ikaw ay nsa upuan naka-upo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.) cguraduhing wlang nakabalandra na mga epal na gamit sa tabi mo, sa likod o harap.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.) Maaari lamang na ilagay ang dalwang kamay sa batok ung tipong mag rereach ung dalwang kamay mo.. gets?! blisan mo syang ang oras...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.) ipagdikit ang dalwang siko mo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.) be sure na mejo nakabukaka ang bibig..wag ka na magsalita! tiis tiis lng...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.) Ung mata mo dpat nakatingin lng d2 sa instructions.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.) huminga ng malalim ( 5 times).. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.) tapos mejo itabingi ang ulo.. bhala ka na kung kanan o kaliwa gusto mo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.) tumayo ng dahan dahan.. straight body pero tabingi pa den ang ulo.. (ganun tlga tsong!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.) umikot ka ng dalwang beses, dahan dahan lng.. kaw ulit bhala kung pakanan o pkaliwa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.) matatapos na..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.) Gulatin mo ang sarili mo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK ka na ba? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8535199-109688079592767500?l=karl28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/feeds/109688079592767500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8535199&amp;postID=109688079592767500' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109688079592767500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109688079592767500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/2004/10/ok-ka-na-ba.html' title='OK ka na ba?!'/><author><name>K4rL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332450785579202825</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8535199.post-109682659997732438</id><published>2004-10-04T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-04T02:03:19.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Guyz...Part2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll know that you're loving a girl when you respect her...when you give her your trust, open up to her, is honest with her....you hear what she tells you and try not to hurt her with a different opinion...not that you can't have a different view, it's just that you treat hers with equal regard as your own...you don't and you won't sully her memory with lies or put-downs even if you are no longer together...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You know you're in love when you keep your promises...and you're loving when you watch what promises you make in order to better keep them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're really loving a girl when you start seeing a potential lifetime partner with her....when you see her qualifying for the role of mother to your future kids...and when you see her cradling a baby in her arms, your body quakes with the thrill of sweet anticipation for the time that she'll be holding your baby with her.....when you no longer mind that she's getting wider in the hips...when her morning breath no longer unnecessarily grosses you out...when you've seen her **** and you've seen her tumble and you've seen her get wet in the rain....and still, you want to be with her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8535199-109682659997732438?l=karl28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/feeds/109682659997732438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8535199&amp;postID=109682659997732438' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109682659997732438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109682659997732438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/2004/10/for-guyzpart2_04.html' title='For Guyz...Part2'/><author><name>K4rL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332450785579202825</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8535199.post-109672401284352114</id><published>2004-10-02T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T21:33:32.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WiShEs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;Here I am On my own It gets hard sometimes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;When I'm traveling this empty world all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;I get tired And oh I get oh so weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;And I need for someone to come and rescue me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;To help me along to catch what I miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;To show me where I oughta be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;So I can be strong and face all of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;That my life tries to discourage me with&lt;br /&gt;With a little luck when I find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;And if I do it is you who'll make my dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;Just a little bit of happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;Is all that I wish And I hope that you can grant me this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;When I look at my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;And where I've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;And I wonder if the story has a happy end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;Like they always do, but if my wish comes true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;I just hope and pray I always can depend on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;To help me along to catch when I miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;To show me where I oughta be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;So I can be strong and face all of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#003300;"&gt;That my life tries to discourage me with&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/8535199-109672401284352114?l=karl28.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/feeds/109672401284352114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8535199&amp;postID=109672401284352114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109672401284352114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8535199/posts/default/109672401284352114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karl28.blogspot.com/2004/10/wishes.html' title='WiShEs..'/><author><name>K4rL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14332450785579202825</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-8535199.post-109672353542951215</id><published>2004-10-02T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T21:25:35.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Guyz...Part1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You know you're in love with a girl if you cannot stop thinking about her...she's always there inside your mind like an irritating commercial jingle that you just can't shake...your ego sometimes gets hoarse in telling you to 'get a grip' somehow...but she just keeps hovering in your mind's eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you love a girl when you ache and you bleed for every frown you see in her face, for every tear that she sheds...when you can see that she's in pain, or troubled...you feel this gnawing need to do something, say something...just to make her smile again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you're in love with a girl when her face seems to be the most beautiful one God ever made....you may know deep inside that she's not really pretty and is only sometimes cute...but there are just no other pair of eyes you long to see twinkle, no other mouth that can invite yours for a kiss...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are really loving a girl if you exert extras for her....when you write her a letter (though you hate sitting down and capturing words into physical form)....when you set aside some money to buy her things...when you go out of your way to treat her like a princess....when you explore other avenues to share with her...when you literally do research for something new to delight her with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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