<?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-6468260791516397049</id><updated>2012-02-03T19:56:48.748+09:00</updated><category term='Nurture Spa Tagaytay'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='pizza on wedding day'/><category term='Cherry Blossoms'/><category term='Josiah&apos;s Catering'/><category term='Vintage wedding details'/><category term='bouquet with picture'/><category term='Wedding details'/><category term='groom shoes'/><category term='arrhae chest'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='Nuvali Sta.Rosa'/><category term='wedding flowers'/><category term='lessons learned in wedding planning'/><category term='Cord'/><category term='hanami'/><category term='Vintage Wedding'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='postcard guestbook'/><category term='Guest Bloggers'/><category term='bridal bouquet'/><category term='Color Motif'/><category term='Something Old'/><category term='Romantic Vintage Themed Wedding'/><category term='defining love'/><category term='Wedding Day'/><category term='pets'/><category term='Wedding Theme'/><category term='Video'/><category term='ring bowl'/><category term='Caleruega wedding'/><category term='patutty'/><category term='heirloom'/><category term='groom suit'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='samurai for cake cutting'/><category term='Golden Sunset'/><category term='Vintage themed wedding'/><category term='Arrhae'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='wedding planning'/><category term='Red Bridal Shoe'/><category term='Wedding Day Reminders'/><category term='tagaytay wedding'/><category term='birdcage veil'/><category term='father-daughter dance'/><category term='wedding reception'/><category term='Fastfood and Health'/><category term='lace wedding gown'/><category term='first dance'/><category term='flower girl basket'/><category term='games'/><category term='cadillac bridal car'/><category term='diamond wedding rings'/><category term='award'/><category term='wedding bands'/><category term='Calamba City'/><category term='couples corner'/><category term='hanging pictures'/><category term='Life'/><category term='bouquet with locket'/><category term='tags'/><category term='Yellowcab'/><category term='Bridal Shoe'/><category term='palomas nest'/><category term='cake cutting'/><category term='Something borrowed'/><category term='baby'/><category term='featured article'/><category term='Love Stories'/><category term='guestbook'/><category term='church flower arrangement'/><category term='invitations'/><category term='personal vow'/><category term='sakura'/><category term='traffic shoes'/><category term='true story'/><category term='Planning a Wedding'/><category term='photogallery'/><category term='true story 911 attack'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='Samurai'/><category term='married life'/><category term='bride sings'/><category term='Wedding ring'/><category term='Rustic vintage wedding'/><title type='text'>A Match Made in Heaven</title><subtitle type='html'>A Match Made in Heaven</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-7183790965486455397</id><published>2011-08-17T15:32:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T22:40:19.021+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little One</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gY24XzTROoE/TktfKSv8_hI/AAAAAAAACKc/r8IihUNmKX4/s1600/IMG_2067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gY24XzTROoE/TktfKSv8_hI/AAAAAAAACKc/r8IihUNmKX4/s320/IMG_2067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi everyone my name is Raine Keistofer (from katherine mei and christopher). Mom and Dad is too busy taking care of me..I was born last June 29 at 11:44am via cesarean section, dad was there to witness it all (yeah, every process you couldnt imagine, dad was brave enough to capture it all).. Mom will do another post for our birthing story.. and oh..I'm a breastfed baby, yum yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-7183790965486455397?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/7183790965486455397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=7183790965486455397&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/7183790965486455397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/7183790965486455397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/08/hi-everyone-my-name-is-raine-keistofer.html' title='The Little One'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gY24XzTROoE/TktfKSv8_hI/AAAAAAAACKc/r8IihUNmKX4/s72-c/IMG_2067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-6937653729462253921</id><published>2011-06-15T15:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T15:07:43.550+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Online Shopping ---&gt;  Premature Labor</title><content type='html'>We are on our 35th week now, yey! Been busy doing online shopping last week, browsing and shopping all day. Guess what happened the next day? Was rushed to the hospital due to premature labor, tsktsk.. Not only me who gets excited to peek at those baby stuff we shopped but my little boy too. I really can't describe the pain, my tears are flowing while talking to hubby, it's really painful, now I can't imagine how painful the real labor is (scaring myself?), nah! See, we went to the hospital for check up, non-stress test and ultrasound last&amp;nbsp;Tuesday (and patutty scored perfectly)&amp;nbsp; then did some shopping the whole day of&amp;nbsp;Wednesday, and yes, we are back at the hospital on&amp;nbsp;Thursday&amp;nbsp;morning because of that pain! yikes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the stuff from our online shopping are here, will ask Aling Sol to wash them this coming Friday, or will use the washing machine if Mr.Sunshine shows up tomorrow. Some of patutty's clothes were already been washed and ironed, what's left are those cloth diapers, cloth wipes and burp cloths and some bodysuit. Will post additional photos of patutty's shopping basket on &lt;a href="http://newlywedscravings.blogspot.com/2011/06/patutty-shopping-basket-1.html"&gt;our other blogsite&lt;/a&gt;. As for now, will continue my rest, the bed rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P61ueWm23pw/TfhL-4WkGEI/AAAAAAAACKQ/_2MfVUVSwms/s1600/yellow3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P61ueWm23pw/TfhL-4WkGEI/AAAAAAAACKQ/_2MfVUVSwms/s320/yellow3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-6937653729462253921?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/6937653729462253921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=6937653729462253921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/6937653729462253921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/6937653729462253921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/06/online-shopping-premature-labor.html' title='Online Shopping ---&gt;  Premature Labor'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P61ueWm23pw/TfhL-4WkGEI/AAAAAAAACKQ/_2MfVUVSwms/s72-c/yellow3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-511701737539466481</id><published>2011-06-03T20:11:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T20:54:53.341+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>On our 34th week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtSjxnG9_UM/Tei9m7xLadI/AAAAAAAACJs/X8bTrZLdyRU/s1600/IMG_0999.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtSjxnG9_UM/Tei9m7xLadI/AAAAAAAACJs/X8bTrZLdyRU/s320/IMG_0999.jpg" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;34 weeks...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually its 33 weeks and &amp;nbsp;3 days..not only am I getting bigger, heavier each week &amp;nbsp;(yeah, the super sized me!) but I am having trouble sleeping. Patutty's frequent and more defined movements kept me awake and entertained, as if my son never gets tired of entertaining me, yes sobrang likot, or its his way of training me, my body clock to stay awake during those times in preparation for his arrival, should train dadad too anak. Id love to capture his movement thru a videocam but sadly as soon as I focused the lens on my tummy patutty will instantly stop whatever he's doing, shy type?, maybe he wants to tell me that his likot is for mom and dad's entertainment only.. Oh, here he goes again..I just love my little baby boy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-511701737539466481?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/511701737539466481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=511701737539466481&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/511701737539466481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/511701737539466481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/06/on-our-34th-week.html' title='On our 34th week'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtSjxnG9_UM/Tei9m7xLadI/AAAAAAAACJs/X8bTrZLdyRU/s72-c/IMG_0999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-9102808606899009150</id><published>2011-05-12T16:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T05:48:51.733+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Who do I look like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had our 3D/4D at Asian Hospital week after coming home..and here's our little bundle of joy..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do I look like my dad or my mom?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfra3eq55yI/TcuRfGkekwI/AAAAAAAACJM/FsYZQfl752U/s1600/MAGNAYE+3D_37.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="311" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfra3eq55yI/TcuRfGkekwI/AAAAAAAACJM/FsYZQfl752U/s320/MAGNAYE+3D_37.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3h6XC1Dn_V8/TcuRgk1HaDI/AAAAAAAACJQ/pnDMbTfkFsQ/s1600/MAGNAYE+3D_29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3h6XC1Dn_V8/TcuRgk1HaDI/AAAAAAAACJQ/pnDMbTfkFsQ/s320/MAGNAYE+3D_29.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5iFYnWvh3cc/TcuRjNV7LyI/AAAAAAAACJU/VHnhcKOKR1c/s1600/MAGNAYE+3D_27.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5iFYnWvh3cc/TcuRjNV7LyI/AAAAAAAACJU/VHnhcKOKR1c/s320/MAGNAYE+3D_27.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YoH8YMdgt1U/TcuRkjO4yGI/AAAAAAAACJY/LT26oMPgXFE/s1600/MAGNAYE+3D_22.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YoH8YMdgt1U/TcuRkjO4yGI/AAAAAAAACJY/LT26oMPgXFE/s320/MAGNAYE+3D_22.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_jlHhMSCho/TcuRmjOifAI/AAAAAAAACJc/AmUa6HCw_Nw/s1600/MAGNAYE+3D_53.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_jlHhMSCho/TcuRmjOifAI/AAAAAAAACJc/AmUa6HCw_Nw/s320/MAGNAYE+3D_53.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Peace! this photo made us laugh big time, made in Japan daw kasi sya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-9102808606899009150?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/9102808606899009150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=9102808606899009150&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/9102808606899009150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/9102808606899009150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/05/who-do-i-look-like.html' title='Who do I look like?'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jfra3eq55yI/TcuRfGkekwI/AAAAAAAACJM/FsYZQfl752U/s72-c/MAGNAYE+3D_37.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-606957853141001462</id><published>2011-04-01T22:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T22:41:15.184+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Oh boy! 24 weeks..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ofw6VOzFA8/TZXUzZL0sjI/AAAAAAAACIs/uXzjjmY32mE/s1600/24+weeks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ofw6VOzFA8/TZXUzZL0sjI/AAAAAAAACIs/uXzjjmY32mE/s320/24+weeks.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pS0AZhBEv8s/TZXU0XPGL7I/AAAAAAAACIw/nYqbwolTrN8/s1600/24+weeks1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pS0AZhBEv8s/TZXU0XPGL7I/AAAAAAAACIw/nYqbwolTrN8/s320/24+weeks1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay! we are on our 24th week.. actually turning 25 in a couple of days.. My belly button will be an outie soon, hubby and I thought of using the keychain that our city hall gave and it says " there`s a baby in my tummy" or something like that in english.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-606957853141001462?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/606957853141001462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=606957853141001462&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/606957853141001462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/606957853141001462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/04/oh-boy-24-weeks.html' title='Oh boy! 24 weeks..'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ofw6VOzFA8/TZXUzZL0sjI/AAAAAAAACIs/uXzjjmY32mE/s72-c/24+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-4549791689086744357</id><published>2011-03-22T14:58:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T18:04:25.749+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><title type='text'>Our Story: March 11 Earthquake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Last March 11, at around 2:44 pm, I`m starting to write a blog for my entry in Food Trip Friday, then suddenly i felt our house was shaking. Positively thinking that it`s just another ordinary earthquake ( we&amp;nbsp;usually &amp;nbsp;experience strong quakes here), i kept my calm and continue typing, but then after a few seconds the quake gets more stronger and meaner, the whole house seems swaying this time, I went out at the kitchen and saw our plates and other things got disoriented, I still waited for another seconds but it keeps on getting stronger, I went outside and saw people getting off their houses too,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;company buildings swaying in front of my eyes. I`m so scared that I couldn`t help but cry, I`m &amp;nbsp;alone, hubby is at work and I`m pregnant. After a minute or two the quake stopped. I went inside, called my mom thru skype and before she can even answer it, another quake comes, still that strong that I didn`t think of anything but to go outside. The afershocks, strong aftershocks, continue.. every minute, every seconds, every hour... hubby came home few minutes after the first strong quake to check on &amp;nbsp;me, I was crying and he calms me down. he went back to work assuring me that its all over, just after a few minutes another quake hit our place, i couldn`t recall how many times I went outside, my tummy was &amp;nbsp;hurting, im freezing (winter here), and the strong wind seems blowing me to another direction. The whole time its happening Im with my mom and dad thru skype, calming and praying for me. I didn`t opened the television to get updates because I need to get out of the house every now and then. I &amp;nbsp;only get to know that there was a tsunami and how bad the earthquake was through them watching news. Luckily our place is far from any body of water. I got dizzy with all the aftershocks we experience till night, and yes we can`t barely sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;After a &amp;nbsp;day, aftershocks are still taking place, adding to that nuclear plant becomes unstable, limited food supply in the market especially drinking water, gas stations are closed, scheduled blackout, etc.. We packed some necessary stuffs and documents and placed it near or doorsteps, preparing ourselves, worst comes to worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Hubby needs to go to different grocery stores just to fill our pantry with food and water, even if it means biking with 9m/s wind going against your direction, even if it is kilometers and hours of biking, he doesn`t care as long as we have enough food supply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;And now, our air and water have&amp;nbsp;radiation&amp;nbsp;readings, we don`t use our&amp;nbsp;air conditioning&amp;nbsp;unit even if its too cold, hubby needs to use mask when going to work, we use mineral water to wash our veggies, cook our foods and even in washing our teeth, though the radiation level is way below&amp;nbsp;health&amp;nbsp;threat its never too wrong to be cautious, especially that I`m carrying our first baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;On going home... as I`ve&amp;nbsp;always&amp;nbsp;said, if in a blink of an eye we are home, why not! But its not that easy. During those terrifying week, bridges here are closed,&amp;nbsp;transportation&amp;nbsp;are that hard and impossible, aftershocks were taking place every minute and every hour. now tell me how to go to the airport 4 hours away from our place? Week before the earthquake we already purchased our plane ticket for April because I`ll be giving birth in the Philippines, and now we are trying to rebook our flight to an earlier date but as per the travel agency, we have to cancel our flight and book for another flight. Going home is an option of course, but we cant just go home in a snap, if only we can why not! We are currently monitoring the radiation readings in our place, if this week seems to worsen, will get another flight back home even if it means paying another $$$$ for a new ticket.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All we can do now is pray that all these will come to an end and be cautious at all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;After all these, we are still thankful and grateful to the Lord for keeping us safe in his arms..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-4549791689086744357?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/4549791689086744357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=4549791689086744357&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/4549791689086744357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/4549791689086744357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-story-march-11-earthquake.html' title='Our Story: March 11 Earthquake'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-3795941084862192807</id><published>2011-03-08T14:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T14:44:02.194+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby'/><title type='text'>Our Little One is a ______!</title><content type='html'>It`s a BOY! Yey. Now, sino kayang kamukha, dadad or mommy? Both.. wee! hubby is super excited na to buy some shoes, kahit di pa naman nia masusuot agad, actually that`s the first thing I want to buy din..hehhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-H1iG-rcvDOw/TXXBiPemMgI/AAAAAAAACIU/yVgz7j-f8qU/s1600/35.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-H1iG-rcvDOw/TXXBiPemMgI/AAAAAAAACIU/yVgz7j-f8qU/s320/35.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dadad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ws_7LJB9Koc/TXXBdrtU_qI/AAAAAAAACIQ/fOVMEb_JQKo/s1600/8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ws_7LJB9Koc/TXXBdrtU_qI/AAAAAAAACIQ/fOVMEb_JQKo/s320/8.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-3795941084862192807?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/3795941084862192807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=3795941084862192807&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/3795941084862192807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/3795941084862192807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/03/our-little-one-is.html' title='Our Little One is a ______!'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-H1iG-rcvDOw/TXXBiPemMgI/AAAAAAAACIU/yVgz7j-f8qU/s72-c/35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-6927858788309486043</id><published>2011-02-14T22:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:04:24.953+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><title type='text'>Love and Laugh: Happy Hearts Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZNDy45BFjE/TVklZrLgbhI/AAAAAAAACH4/PTlk2j7d1Bs/s1600/vday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZNDy45BFjE/TVklZrLgbhI/AAAAAAAACH4/PTlk2j7d1Bs/s320/vday2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you yummy hubby for the surprise chocolatey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had fun playing hide and seek with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It`s cute to see you giggling and laughing while I`m at lost finding those chocolatey goodness!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it makes me fall in love with you more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You never failed to bring out the best smile and laughter in me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you dadad!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-6927858788309486043?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/6927858788309486043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=6927858788309486043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/6927858788309486043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/6927858788309486043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-and-laugh-happy-hearts-day.html' title='Love and Laugh: Happy Hearts Day'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZNDy45BFjE/TVklZrLgbhI/AAAAAAAACH4/PTlk2j7d1Bs/s72-c/vday2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-9180597849229554417</id><published>2011-02-09T17:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:36:19.035+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patutty'/><title type='text'>Baby Bump!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TVJOvhYC7GI/AAAAAAAACHo/DcvIn2t9n3k/s1600/patutty+4+months.1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TVJOvhYC7GI/AAAAAAAACHo/DcvIn2t9n3k/s400/patutty+4+months.1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bump bump bump! photo taken, i think two weeks ago, during our 15th week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Patutty is starting to kick, yup, i can feel it and so as hubby..more malikot these days. During our check up last Saturday, we saw baby`s kicking and sucking during ultrasound, patutty have grown from a tiny bean to medium fruit size or almost large, and is &amp;nbsp;now 6.3 inches at 16 weeks and 5 days, though the book says that length is for a 19th week baby, we don`t mind baka matangkad si patutty like his lolo Ray..hehhe! and the doctor says everything is perfectly fine, including my weight, wahahha! &amp;nbsp;I`d love to share some photos from our ultrasound but i`ll ask hubby to take some photos pa, tamad mode ako eh.. Excited for our next check up, hopefully we get to see if patutty is a boy or a girl.. what you think? oh we are on our 17th week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-9180597849229554417?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/9180597849229554417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=9180597849229554417&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/9180597849229554417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/9180597849229554417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/02/baby-bump.html' title='Baby Bump!'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TVJOvhYC7GI/AAAAAAAACHo/DcvIn2t9n3k/s72-c/patutty+4+months.1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-411096217124695098</id><published>2011-01-29T17:09:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T17:56:41.795+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>What I love about being my husband`s wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;First Ten things I love about being my husband`s wife- yeah 10 is not enough!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love being pregnant for he spoils me a lot. during our first trimester my morning sickness is an all day sickness, from nausea and vomiting to back aches and being tired all the time. Now, we are on our second trimester, less morning sickness but vomiting and indigestion makes my day! Thankfully and lucky me I have a husband who cares more than I expects him to be..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TUPK9tiSBrI/AAAAAAAACHU/REPLh90YteM/s1600/bee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TUPK9tiSBrI/AAAAAAAACHU/REPLh90YteM/s320/bee.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1. waking up few minutes early than his usual, everyday just to prepare our breakfast and our dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2. and still wakes up in times I`m super hungry, at around 11-12mn, 4-5am, just to cook something or prepare something for me to chew! Why can`t I do it myself? it`s 5℃ or less, in our kitchen and that temperature makes my tummy aches&amp;nbsp;uncontrollably.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3. cleaning our house and&amp;nbsp;doing&amp;nbsp;the laundry, yeah, more than half of my wifely duties are taken from me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4. never gets tired going to the market &amp;nbsp;(at least 3 times a week) to make sure everything is fresh and the preggy wife is well pleased every meal time, talking about cravings and beyond! yes, we (baby and I) are very well fed!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5. super kulit of asking me what I want to eat, and if I`m doing alright.. sweet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6. my support when those backaches strikes, my comforter that keeps me warm, watcher and referee (watching what i eat and how much I am eating) and my peace of mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7. never complains when I am sleepy at the middle of the day and he is not, when i asked him just to lay beside me until i fall to sleep then he can be back to whatever his doing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8. how cute he is when reading the baby book and applying what he learns. seems he understands every bit of being pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;9. talks to patutty&amp;nbsp;every time, sometimes asking patutty sweetly to behave when pain strikes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10. always have that big smile&amp;nbsp;every time&amp;nbsp;he sees my bump getting bigger and bigger. telling me for the nth time that I`m indeed pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-411096217124695098?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/411096217124695098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=411096217124695098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/411096217124695098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/411096217124695098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-about-being-my-husbands-wife.html' title='What I love about being my husband`s wife'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TUPK9tiSBrI/AAAAAAAACHU/REPLh90YteM/s72-c/bee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-5122215236129172812</id><published>2010-12-25T02:23:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:23:37.778+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A Blessed Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TRTXDJKMlXI/AAAAAAAACG0/noj69QyHyls/s1600/2xmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TRTXDJKMlXI/AAAAAAAACG0/noj69QyHyls/s400/2xmas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-5122215236129172812?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/5122215236129172812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=5122215236129172812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/5122215236129172812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/5122215236129172812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2010/12/blessed-merry-christmas.html' title='A Blessed Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TRTXDJKMlXI/AAAAAAAACG0/noj69QyHyls/s72-c/2xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-445449591539529672</id><published>2010-12-10T16:58:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T16:59:44.469+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Stories'/><title type='text'>CJ-Leah: Expect the Unexpected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He suddenly said and I quote, “ Mahal, we need to get married next week!”… And I said, “Huh?!... Ano?... Bakit?!”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;The stories in this blog are very romantic and “nakaka-kilig” just like the story of my closest friend, who created this blog. My friend’s story is definitely a match made in heaven. Our story on the other hand can be an episode in a comedy sitcom. To summarize how CJ and I met, let’s just say… we met through a double date gone bad… and I’ll leave it at that. I was a very carefree, spontaneous, and career oriented international student at the &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;University&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; of &lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Oklahoma&lt;/st1:placename&gt; while CJ was a rebellious, but dedicated, and loyal US Air Force airman stationed in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Oklahoma City&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TQHdC4Y4uCI/AAAAAAAACGY/jf0mk5WE1kw/s1600/01pic05+bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TQHdC4Y4uCI/AAAAAAAACGY/jf0mk5WE1kw/s320/01pic05+bw.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;CJ and I at my Sorority banquet when we were still dating.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode 1&lt;/b&gt;: The day we had a mutual understanding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;In 2002, there I was… a young chick in love. He was 19 and I was a year younger. We’ve been friends for at least 7 months. Outside my friend’s party, we were walking by the pool when CJ asked, “Leah, are you just leading me on?”. CJ wanted to know if I feel the same way as he does. I shyly said, “Yes, I’m leading you on”. I thought that I meant - I’m leading him to a relationship. I even remember blushing when I answered his question. But apparently, “I’m leading you on” in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;USA&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was a slang for “I’m just using you”. CJ looked pissed because he’s been used many times before. And, I looked so confused because I just confessed that I wanted to be more than friends. CJ asked me the same question again, and I replied the same answer. He was so mad that he lightly pushed me. I lost my balance, and I fell into the pool! Then, he just left! I was crying, confused, and soaking wet when I went inside my friend’s apartment. I told her what happened then she started laughing. She later explained what “leading on” means.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;To make the long story short, I apologized to CJ and amazingly, he also apologized and said “It’s not a big deal.” He said that after our fight, he called his Filipina mom and told her that a girl was leading him on. His mom became so excited because she also thought that “leading on” also means “leading to a relationship”. CJ just shakes his head… That was the day we confirmed that we both wanted to be in a relationship. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode 2&lt;/b&gt;: The day he gave me an ultimatum.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;We’ve been dating for 6 months. After he returned from being stationed in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Oman&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; for two months, I visited him in his new apartment. He was still wearing his military uniform looking very masculine, handsome, and hot (I’m a sucker for a man in uniform. LOL). He got down on one knee and utter words that I can not understand. It sounds as if, he was trying to propose in Tagalog. I only knew what he was trying to say because he was holding a ring. Hay naku, I think I cried and said, “Yes, YES, YES!” .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;A few minutes after he proposed, he suddenly said and I quote, “Mahal, we need to get married &lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"&gt;next week&lt;/b&gt;!” At that time, my mind was occupied with engagements, weddings, and being so in love so I said “ Huh?!... Ano?.. Bakit?!”. Then, he said, “ Well, the only reason the military allowed me move out the dorms and get this new apartment was because I told them that we are getting married… SOON”. He said this with a sheepish grin while scratching his head. I thought to myself, “Well, good job on being smooth CJ!” I was a bit irritated about this news at first, but then, I looked at his hazelnut eyes, and I just melted …again. My dad calls this… the day I drank the “gayuma” (love potion). I remembered how he proposed to me and how much I love him. I don’t care if we get married in a week, a month, or a year. So… we set the date for our civil wedding.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode 3&lt;/b&gt;: The day the police became a part of our wedding day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;If the day of our civil wedding was any indication of how our marriage is going to be. I think, CJ and I are doomed from the start. The freezing rain in the cold February should have been the first sign. My hair was a mess and he picked me up from the University campus after my class. We were running late so CJ was speeding. When he turned left at the light! A blue, red, and white light started flashing behind us. “Are you kidding me?!”. A cop pulled us over for making an illegal left turn. The police officer asked CJ to step out the vehicle, and wrote a ticket. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;When we arrived at the court house, CJ’s roommate (our witness) was a no show. As a result, we had a random stranger signed as our witness. When it was all said and done, we hurriedly ran back to our car to avoid getting a parking ticket. All I can say was “this is one heck of a day.” I think… we are both more worried about getting another ticket than saying the words “I DO”. We finished our day with a dollar menu meal from McDonald’s and champagne his roommate bought for us. We were very YOUNG, BROKE, but DEEPLY in love. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TQHdMIsqqsI/AAAAAAAACGc/L-4cLJx4224/s1600/03IMG_0577+edited.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TQHdMIsqqsI/AAAAAAAACGc/L-4cLJx4224/s320/03IMG_0577+edited.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;CJ and I reading a bible verse during our &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; church wedding three years after we eloped.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Episode ??:&lt;/b&gt; The days after saying “I DO”…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;The thing about being in love is that you forget many details…. Very important details like telling your parents about your engagement before getting married in court. After I finally had the courage and told my parents that I got married, my mom cried, and my dad didn’t talk to me for months. CJ’s parents on the other hand were so excited, happy, and extremely relieved that I was not pregnant! My parents referred to CJ as “the guy” until we finally had our church wedding three years later (after I graduated from college). It’s funny to think that my Dad ignored CJ for all those years and now, he is more proud of him than he is with me at certain times.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.5pt;"&gt;Today, 7 years and 10 months later, I can definitely say that our love for each other grows stronger each day. Our life together is filled with joy, tears, and plenty of funny entertaining stories. Stories like the day he found me drunk hiding under our Chrismas tree (I had my reasons). The day he freaked out and panic (in a bad way) after I told him I’m pregnant as an April Fools joke. And, a day like today when CJ made me a surprise breakfast, and on the note it says not to open my lunch box until I get to work. Of course, I never listen and I opened my lunch box anyway. Inside the box it says, “I said DO NOT open this until you get to work!!!! Love Mahal.” How the hell did he know that? I guess I should always expect the unexpected when I’m with him… LOL. This is just one of those little things that make me smile everyday. : - )&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TQHdQlhSc9I/AAAAAAAACGg/3hOFJYdrkCs/s1600/IMG_0433-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TQHdQlhSc9I/AAAAAAAACGg/3hOFJYdrkCs/s320/IMG_0433-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;This is a recent picture taken by our friend at the &lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Myriad&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Garden&lt;/st1:placetype&gt; in &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;Oklahoma   City&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; 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Two pregnancy test last November 12 (11.12), we visited the doctor day after..to confirm through an ultrasound, and it seems it`s too early to see.. not that visible, 2.44mm.. so we are asked to be back today ( after a week) for another scan..and voila gestational sac is there with a size of 11mm or 1.1cm and that I am 5 weeks preggy! there goes all my abodo cravings! and all the laziness to post.. and that`s why hubby do&amp;nbsp;almost&amp;nbsp;everything!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-top-width: 0px !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-6664380157088351126?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/6664380157088351126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=6664380157088351126&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/6664380157088351126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/6664380157088351126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2010/11/were-having-b-b-y.html' title='We`re having a B-A-B-Y!'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TOebLdtQZlI/AAAAAAAACF0/io5R0xvpK78/s72-c/pt1a.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-7052772306758743380</id><published>2010-11-07T23:39:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:44:58.638+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Stories'/><title type='text'>Toby-Anne: Love in the Opposite Sides of the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;It feels like heaven. It feels like magic, a magic of love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DECEMBER 2008&lt;/b&gt;…How did it started? We are both in the opposite sides of the world. He's from USA and I'm from Philippines. Too far huh?! We met through internet, it was on Myspace. Actually, i don't open my account there that much. Then one day of December 2008, I was just hanging around in that site and then suddenly i got a message from someone. I was like, who is this guy???Hehe...A white American guy with curly hair!Hahaha!!! Oh in fairness, i like his hair and i thought he is cute. I looked at his profile but there's nothing interesting on it...Hahaha...So i read his message, he said Hi and then I replied to his message then he asked my ym id. At first, i was hesitant but i thought he is nice so I gave my ym id. Actually, I was the one who first messaged him in ym. We started to talked that time and I asked some personal questions about him. I was amazed when he told me that he listens to Filipino music, I thought that was cool. He listened to it eventhough he doesn't understand the language, weird?!Hahaha...I found it weird but i like it that he appreciates my country's style of music. Since then, we started talking at ym. Everyday and every night. I was also able to see him in webcam and he saw me too. But I was shy when I first let him saw me in webcam because I have a pimple that time…Haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TNa4-fTzraI/AAAAAAAACFU/9YQpytyKe5c/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TNa4-fTzraI/AAAAAAAACFU/9YQpytyKe5c/s320/4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We talked a lot and I found him very interesting. We talked about everything and I just realized that we have a lot in common. Talking to him everyday becomes my daily routine. I don't know why, but i felt that we had a very strong connection as if like we already met in person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUNE 2009…&lt;/b&gt;After&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;six months of talking online, he decide to come to the Philippines and visit me and meet my family. June 23, 10:30pm, it was his arrival. Before that night, I can’t sleep, nervous and excited.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It was a mixed emotion. Excited and happy because I am going to meet him in person. And then the time has come, waiting at the arrival area...Finally, I saw him. I easily recognized him. We smiled at each other. I hugged him. I can’t explain how I felt that time. I was speechless. I was mesmerized. I was happy. It feels like heaven. It feels like magic, a magic of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;June 26 was my birthday and we celebrated it together with my family and friends. It was the happiest birthday ever. Then we went to the beach in Mindoro, Puerto Galera. It’s the memorable place for me. That is where he proposed to me. It was our first day on the beach after we had our dinner, we just sat on the sand and talked. And then suddenly, he asked me the magic question. Oh my gosh! I can’t breathe..Haha..I took a deep breath and asked him what did he said, just to make sure that I heard it right. He asked me again, I answered, of course, YES! June 28, we were engaged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TNa5CQc687I/AAAAAAAACFY/soHIKGeSEVo/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TNa5CQc687I/AAAAAAAACFY/soHIKGeSEVo/s320/3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JULY – DECEMBER 2009…&lt;/b&gt;July 3, he left. He came back to the US. That was really sad. From July to December of 2009, it was a grueling time for us. We missed each other. But eventhough we were far apart, we still always talk.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This was also the time that I was preparing my papers to go to the US and be with him. I applied for visa and got it on December.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANUARY 2010&lt;/b&gt;…He came back to the Philippines and visits me again but at this time he will return to the US with me. The waiting time was over. We went to Bohol for our mini vacation. It’s in island called Panglao Island. We had fun there. It was a nice place. I also had my farewell party for my friends and family. January 24, it was our flight going to the US…We will be together from now on…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FEBRUARY 14, 2010….&lt;/b&gt;We got married!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TNa5HbktSgI/AAAAAAAACFc/UWZRFZaOjL0/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TNa5HbktSgI/AAAAAAAACFc/UWZRFZaOjL0/s320/1.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;I am here now in the US with my wonderful and sweet husband. He’s my destiny, my soulmate and my everything. 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background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I believed na ang lahat ng bagay ay may tamang panahon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0mm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I met Richie in 1992. Sinusundo lang nya ung brother nya hanggang napatambay na din sa house ng cousin ko. We became friends, not that close pero may mga alam ako sa kanya. Madalas din naman kami magkwentuhan. Dapat siya ung naging partner ko sa JS Prom kaya lang di cya pwede kasi may exam daw sya. So dun nagstart na tinutukso na kami, kaya lang may girlfriend naman cya nun. He became my dance and swimming instructor (di pa din ako marunong magswimming..hehehe). Kaya din siguro nagkasundo kami eh. In 1997, our friend died, when we’re on our way to&amp;nbsp;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;La Paz&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; in Recto, napaamin cya ng friend at cousin ko na gusto nya ko. Kaya lang ako naman ang may boyfriend nun (na parang wala din). So di pa din pwede. Nung payag na ko na magpaligaw sa kanya (kasi nga parang di naman totoo ung bf ko nun) sya naman ung may girlfriend ulit. So parang ayaw talaga sa amin…..1998, we’re both free (walang girlfriend at boyfriend), try daw naming ang 1 week….meaning magpretend kami na kami for 1 week. After 1 week, choice na naming kung itutuloy namin or not.. (parang pang love notes..hehe) June 14 1998, nagstart na maging kami. June 21, judgment day…..after naming mag mass ng 6pm, nagdecide kaming 2 na ituloy na lang ung 1 week. Alam ko na cya ung God's gift ko.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0mm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0mm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TMWOzIcVFMI/AAAAAAAACEU/VVr2iI-cLWc/s1600/Picture1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TMWOzIcVFMI/AAAAAAAACEU/VVr2iI-cLWc/s320/Picture1.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0mm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0mm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That 1 week became 8 years of being boyfriend-girlfriend…..syempre dami din namin pinagdaanan, lahat naman ng relationships merong ups and downs…ang maganda lang di kami sumuko at di kami nagpatalo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0mm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0mm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;March 2006, we got married sa civil muna, Oct 2006 when we got married (finally!!!!) sa church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; 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line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0mm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 3.75pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And July 2007 when God gave us his greatest gift to us…Jigs….now…12 years of being together, &amp;nbsp;18 years of&amp;nbsp;friendship.....&amp;nbsp;Sobrang happy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; 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font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yay! We received an award! Thanks to the sweet Annie Flor of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dustianne.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rolfeinna`s Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; for giving our blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Match Made in Heaven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://newlywedscravings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cravings of the Newlyweds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; a Versatile Blgger Award. Nothing is much sweeter knowing that there are people who actually reads our stories, words wouldn`t be enough to say how much happy we are right now.. Again thanks dear Annie Flor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yfoVmwK3j4E/TLfQTy_KDRI/AAAAAAAAATE/PeDMf_TV8ps/s1600/versatile-blogger-award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="color: #2281bd; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yfoVmwK3j4E/TLfQTy_KDRI/AAAAAAAAATE/PeDMf_TV8ps/s1600/versatile-blogger-award.jpg" style="-webkit-box-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.0976563) 1px 1px 5px; 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font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Below are some guidelines that you need to know once you grab the award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * Be sure to thank and link back to the person who gave you the award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * Share 7 things about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * Pass the award to other bloggers who you think deserves it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; * Be sure to let&amp;nbsp; the bloggers know you chose them to receive the award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7 things about myself/ourselves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. After Marrying T, I started to love all the foods I hate..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. We call our movie time/movie nights "Sosyalan" and T prepares everything from drinks to chicha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. Both of us are eldest and the first in our family to marry.. so you bet how our parents bugs us to have a child..hayyz, its not that easy to make one, in Time.. in His Time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. T is good in details, facts and history and I`m good in sleeping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A match made in heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; started when we are planning our wedding and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://newlywedscravings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;cravings of the newlyweds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; started after our wedding, month after &amp;nbsp;we moved to Japan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. T collects toys and loves doing scale models..and I on the other hand loves to buy rugs, mats, disinfectant, air fresher..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;We are both crafty and artistic.. not to mention super resourceful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #2e2e2e; 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margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I surprised hubby with a Bistro Themed Dinner... at our crib...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpXlIm8UXI/AAAAAAAACDM/CIDhTpuGQH8/s1600/tm1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpXlIm8UXI/AAAAAAAACDM/CIDhTpuGQH8/s320/tm1.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Invitation for the&amp;nbsp;occasion.. placed inside the bicycle`s basket..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpYBFz8YiI/AAAAAAAACDY/LZxruxPiocA/s1600/tm2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpYBFz8YiI/AAAAAAAACDY/LZxruxPiocA/s320/tm2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;personalized postcard used at our church wedding, we still have a few left so I used it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpX8zupIhI/AAAAAAAACDU/hyEKkpPfwCc/s1600/tm3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpX8zupIhI/AAAAAAAACDU/hyEKkpPfwCc/s320/tm3.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Let`s play! Posted notes with instructions.. Made 10 instructions until he gets to me..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Im at the living room waiting for him..&amp;nbsp;What`s the first instruciton? Get the key and find the invitation to get in, then as he entered the front door, another message was posted on his white polo asking him to wear it, as per the invites` request, next a note posted on our bedroom door telling him to groom a bit (perfume and comb lying on the bed), then a note was posted telling him to go to the desktop computer`s screen and read the final message.. and that`s to "click" Play (I compiled our favorite Michael Buble`s songs and other songs we love) and enter the living room... yeah! he was surprised, super that I thought he would cry..He was laughing with joy the whole time..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpYIikz4jI/AAAAAAAACDg/quvcTszTUZE/s1600/tm4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpYIikz4jI/AAAAAAAACDg/quvcTszTUZE/s320/tm4.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Fixed the living room a bit to have the "Bistro" Theme Dinner , yeah I even bought &amp;nbsp;a checkered table cloth for that..Also Used my fresh mini roses for our centerpiece.. wanted to use some candles but the mood lighting of our lamp gives&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;effect I want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpYMraGSAI/AAAAAAAACDk/DyJ74aWOFOo/s1600/tm5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpYMraGSAI/AAAAAAAACDk/DyJ74aWOFOo/s320/tm5.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Prepared Dinner&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, see those bee centerpiece? hubby bought that a year ago for our church wedding`s paraphernalia, but we didn`t have the chance to use it..so I used it as a centerpiece together with my fresh roses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpYQmN719I/AAAAAAAACDo/ylJRarZPSpw/s1600/tm6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TLpYQmN719I/AAAAAAAACDo/ylJRarZPSpw/s320/tm6.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Chicken in Rosemary and Lemon, Steak Cut (beef), baby leaf salad in roasted sesame dressing and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;a sparkling wine...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TKCb809p1vI/AAAAAAAACBo/zW5jleUPGVo/s1600/jpeg1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TKCb809p1vI/AAAAAAAACBo/zW5jleUPGVo/s320/jpeg1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;At the right place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I attended the seminar training on 2006 at DLSU-SPACE because I really really really wanted to take the course.&amp;nbsp; Jeff attended the same seminar training on the same scheduled date and place because he was required to attend but he was never excited to participate in the seminar.&amp;nbsp; His motivation to attend was because he was courting his officemate who was also required to take the training seminar.&amp;nbsp; We both worked in different companies and we both had different&amp;nbsp;purposes for&amp;nbsp;being part of the seminar but our lives became unexpectedly connected because of it. We were just plain seminar classmates back then...but now,&amp;nbsp;we are&amp;nbsp;much more than just classmates for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;At the right time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;The real love story didn't take place at the training seminar.&amp;nbsp; Even though we were just plain classmates back then, we still didn't know each other until after the seminar.&amp;nbsp; Well, Jeff already knew that a certain "Vaneni" existed in the seminar crowd because I was one of the class' sanguines.&amp;nbsp; Almost everybody knew me! Haha!&amp;nbsp; I went out with one of his officemates (and a seminar classmate, as well) but it just lasted for few weeks.&amp;nbsp; Jeff was still trying to be a martyr to his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;nililigawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;but later on, his love offer was declined.&amp;nbsp; We were both&amp;nbsp;heartbroken and we understood each other's pain.&amp;nbsp; Though we became friends because of the heartbreaks, there was still no spark between us, probably because we weren't ready enough to give love another try.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We continued as friends, mostly through texts.&amp;nbsp; We even went out one time with his friend to watch a movie and we even dine out casually.&amp;nbsp; But it was all friendship.&amp;nbsp; Time came when I was suddenly feeling something for him but I tried to shield it because I was scared to be hurt again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;All my former boyfriends dumped me for another girl and I couldn't think of myself being hurt like that again, especially that time when&amp;nbsp;I knew Jeff&amp;nbsp;had totally fallen over that girl he&amp;nbsp;courted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; During the summer of 2007, while he was de-stressing in Boracay with his family, I told him that he could reflect on his love problem ...that if he truly loves that girl, then he should go and fight&amp;nbsp;for her and I pray that he would be happy with his decision.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I prayed to God to make Jeff happy, even if it means losing him for another girl.&amp;nbsp; That was a selfless prayer that really came straight from my heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;When Jeff came back from Boracay, he texted me (or called?&amp;nbsp; Hehe...I forgot na!) if I wanted to see Spiderman 3 at IMAX, MOA (because he knew that I had never been in IMAX before).&amp;nbsp; Hmm...that was officially asking me out, wasn't it????&amp;nbsp; We went out to watch that movie.&amp;nbsp; And since then, we had been hanging out together.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That's when the spark suddenly lit up.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red; 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font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;when both your hearts are ready to be with each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was a Friday and he invited me to dine with him at Josephine's in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Tagaytay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I was not prepared to go in such a lovely restaurant because I was wearing a sooo casual outfit (as in shirt and jeans!).&amp;nbsp; But anyway, the food we ordered was great and I loooovvved the mussels!&amp;nbsp; In the middle of our meal, he told me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;he liked me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp; He said that even though he had courted girls before, he had never mentioned it to them, that's why he was quite uneasy but looked very determined.&amp;nbsp; After dinner, he drove me home and right at my doorstep (or should I say gate-step?) he gave me a dozen of&amp;nbsp;peach roses, with matching handwritten "Vaneni, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; --Jeff" on the card.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Do I need to say how I felt that time?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Kilig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I gave him my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;yes, you can be my boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; answer at the night of his 28th birthday (I didn't have any gifts to give to him! Hehe).&amp;nbsp; We decided to call each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;hunnyjeffy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;hunnyvanni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; that night too.&amp;nbsp;I'm not the first girl he courted in his life, but I'm proud to say I'm his&amp;nbsp;first girlfriend.&amp;nbsp; As for me, he's my...uhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;th boyfriend.&amp;nbsp; But he's the boyfriend who never broke my heart.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and with the blessings from God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Eversince when I was in college, my sign for the right one was the guy who would give me pink roses (because it's my favorite).&amp;nbsp; Nobody from my ex's gave me even a petal of it.&amp;nbsp; But when Jeff and were celebrating our 3rd monthsary dining at a japanese restaurant in Market Market, he surprised me by handling me 13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff007f;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; roses!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;(Our monthsary was 13th of the month).&amp;nbsp; I was shocked not because the bouquet looked bigger than me, but because I remembered that I prayed for that sign from God.&amp;nbsp; Jeff swore he never knew of that sign, he just thought of surprising me with pink roses.&amp;nbsp; I was so delighted and happy.&amp;nbsp; The right one finally came.&amp;nbsp; I feel sooo blessed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I believe that God answers prayers, as long as he knew it was right for you.&amp;nbsp; Jeff and I had lots of heartbreaks experienced before but I believe that God gave us the pain to mold us into person who we are right now and to prepare us for the right love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jeff and I got married on 2009.&amp;nbsp; We now have a sweet little baby girl (ooopss...she's already a&amp;nbsp;toddler...but still a baby in her Daddy's eyes).&amp;nbsp; We juggle family and career in everyday of lives, but still manage to keep the spark between us...the love and the feeling of being the right one for each other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Cheers for a forever marriage and love!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I want to share with you this blog I had from Friendster.&amp;nbsp; A friend of Jeff's asked me before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;why I love Jeff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, and here's my answer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vaneni.blog.friendster.com/2007/08/sagot-sa-katanungan-ni-pio-part-1/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://vaneni.blog.friendster.com/2007/08/sagot-sa-katanungan-ni-pio-part-1/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;what are the things I like about Jeff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://vaneni.blog.friendster.com/2007/10/sagot-sa-katanungan-ni-pio-part-ii/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://vaneni.blog.friendster.com/2007/10/sagot-sa-katanungan-ni-pio-part-ii/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Visit Vaneni's blog at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-family-tale.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;http://a-family-tale.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; (A Family Tale) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a-family-tale.blogspot.com/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p11/vaneni/junkies/blog-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; 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I cannot possibly do justice to our love story without it being overly cheesy or just bland. So, please allow me to share how we began our lifetime of togetherness by way of a letter to my dear husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Dear Deck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Do you remember exactly when we met?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; I do not.&amp;nbsp; I only remember that we used to pass by each other along the corridors of the Pamantasan unmindful of each other’s presence. Then came our fourth year and our circle of friends merged and we found ourselves nodding at each other whenever we meet at the hallways of PLM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Do you remember exactly when we started hanging out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; I do not. I only remember that you began to come to our dorm with some of our friends to do some school projects and started asking me about myself. It was always like that, you doing the questioning and me answering. Never the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Do you remember exactly when I fell in love with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; I do not. I only remember that we were walking down the beach in Subic with a magnificent sunset as our backdrop, you finally opening up to me with your thoughts and dreams. That’s when I realized that you have grown on me. I started loving you that very day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJzgFg9w82I/AAAAAAAACBQ/v4WYr9wdg9g/s1600/DSC_0981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJzgFg9w82I/AAAAAAAACBQ/v4WYr9wdg9g/s320/DSC_0981.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Do you remember exactly when we became together? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Of course, I do. I remember it was the evening of May 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2001. The two of us having our daily “telebabad” sessions right before we go to sleep and you just dropped the question on me. I told you I love you but I think it’s too soon. You answered me with a question: why should we waste time if we both feel the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Do you remember exactly when I knew you were the one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I do not. I only remember this story. I asked Mama Mary for a sign that would tell me you’re the one for me. A sign that I know is close to impossible knowing you hated giving flowers.&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt; I asked that you give me one white rose. &lt;/i&gt;On the day that I asked for the sign, I hoped and my hopes fell when you arrived at the dorm without a white rose in hand. We went through our usual day, hung out at the mall, browsed through shops. I was not myself when we entered one shop and I just moved from one aisle to the other when you suddenly came up to me and showed me a glass tube. I was close to tears already that time from disappointment until I saw what was inside the glass tube. A single white rose, floating beautifully in crystal clear water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJzgE7hUAVI/AAAAAAAACBM/82aX4DMjs0k/s1600/14322863639069l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJzgE7hUAVI/AAAAAAAACBM/82aX4DMjs0k/s320/14322863639069l.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Do you remember exactly when you asked me to spend my lifetime with you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I do. It was the morning of November 29&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2007. After one huge fight and two whole weeks of us not talking to each other you asked that we ditch work that day to talk. I honestly felt that we would be breaking up and the weather seems to be in motion with my feelings as it was raining hard that day. After some time of no words being exchanged, you held my face and told me you cannot live without me. I was already crying knowing what you’re going to say next. Then you asked me, “what if I ask you now to marry me?”. To which I answered with just a nod, unable to talk because I was sobbing really hard, overflowing with happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Do you remember exactly when we committed our lifetimes together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt; Of course, I do. It was exactly 8 years after we became together. May 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2009. It was simple, no frills, it was perfect. We do not need one huge event, we do not need 200 guests – all we needed that day were the two of us, our families and our Lord as we exchange our vows and commit to support, respect and love each other for as long as we both shall live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJzgGy5qHXI/AAAAAAAACBU/qk0K5w-jG00/s1600/DSC_3541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJzgGy5qHXI/AAAAAAAACBU/qk0K5w-jG00/s320/DSC_3541.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Would you remember all of these when we are gray and old? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I might not. But, I’ll keep up to my promise &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;to love you all the days of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Mae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;More on Deck and Mae on their &lt;a href="http://lifetimeoftogetherness.blogspot.com/"&gt;site&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; 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font-size: 16px;"&gt;It was 2005 when we first met at her local church where my dad spoke. It was very brief but something I somehow remember. And it was 2 years after since we came across each other again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was in the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;U.S.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; in 2006 when a guy friend introduced me to Koreanovela. I initially thought something was wrong with the guy for him to be promoting Asian telenovela to me and our other friends. But when all was said and done, I myself got hooked into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was late 2006 when I went back home to the &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Philippines&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. It was then that I found out that the guy who got me into Koreanovela was influenced by a person named Joan Alapide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2007 came and I was casted to be a choreographer at a big event of Every Nation Churches for their World Conference. It was during our preparation for that event when one of our production heads approached me and said, "Hey! I met you before during our Church anniversary 2 years ago. My name's Joan." And that was our first ever legit conversation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;It had been a casual friendship from there. I remember teasing her a lot whenever we talked and she seemed to be game for it. We weren't that close but since then I could say she had been a sensible friend of mine. We kept in touch through instant messengers and cellphone but it wasn't often and we hardly saw each other. The next time I saw her was around May of 2008 when I visited their technical dress rehearsal for another church production. It was a short catching up for the both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJi4KjyCZEI/AAAAAAAACAs/F0zOGA4Viqs/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="326" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJi4KjyCZEI/AAAAAAAACAs/F0zOGA4Viqs/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was around August of that year when I called her up to meet and introduce to her an endeavor I was into. Our schedules couldn't meet until October when we went to an event in Ateneo de Manila. After the event, we set another meeting for the following week and then I brought her to her place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My parents had just arrived from the &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Middle East&lt;/st1:place&gt; that same week and they wanted our family to be together for the weekend so we all went to Crystal Beach in Zambales. Joan and I were supposed to meet that week and so I sent her a text message that I couldn't because I will be w/ my family in Zambales. She sent me a reply asking where in Zambales and I told her, at Crystal Beach. To my surprise, she told me it's the exact same place where she and her friends will be spending the weekend over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They arrived the following day after us and instead of that weekend being for family time, we ended up spending it with Joan and her friends. And that was to my family's delight because they liked Joan, especially my parents. And not only did they like her, they liked her for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;That was the beginning of my deep friendship with Joan. Everything had blossomed from there. We found ourselves spending time with her friends and mine and we really got a picture of who each other really is respectively by sharing stories, spiritual beliefs, convictions, family matters and the likes. But we were protective of each other's hearts that we eluded from personal and romantic topics.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;The friendship kept growing and growing until March came when I started recognizing and acknowledging to myself distinct feelings for her. That was probably the time when I was afraid she might notice my extra attention and concern and wind up losing the friendship. But even though I was obvious sometimes, she basically treated me the same way. I believe she's the kind of woman who would take me by my word and I never really said anything therefore giving her no reason to assume. I respected her for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;The month of May came and I couldn't hold in it anymore. But I vowed that if I were to do something with my feelings, I would have to make sure that it is God's will and that her mom would be the first to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was May 5th when I called up her mom to inform her of my plans of pursuing Joan and ask her for courtship. She was pleased that I called and said that whatever Joan's decision is, she will support. The following day came and ended. It was 1:00AM of May 7th when I nervously asked her if I could court her. She was shocked. She told me she hardly saw it coming because she thought that pursuing someone isn't my priority yet. She then gave me 2 weeks to pray and assess things for herself. And after 2 weeks, she finally said yes.. But with the condition that our relationship wasn't exclusive. I was fine with it and thought I would just have to prove myself to her. I was successful enough to do that and she was prudent enough to not date other guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our courtship was like smooth sailing. We hit it off pretty quickly and became comfortable with each other. And from then on I knew she was the one and was confident that she felt the same way. It was July 30th when she verbally agreed for us to finally be an exclusive couple. We celebrated it by going to a concert by Ambrosia. A band we both love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;3 wonderful months have passed when I finally asked "The Question". It happened on our trip to &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Davao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; with my sister Hazel and our other friends. It was the final stop of our island-hopping when I hopped out of the boat to walk on the shallow waters of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Wishing&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;Island&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. I called out Joan to see the fishes I was looking at, which is actually just a prank for her to come over, and that's when I knelt down and asked her to marry me. It took 10 minutes of slapping, punching, and kicking me before she finally gave me her sweet "Opo". It was an eventful redemption to an equally eventful time exactly a week before that when we got stuck on the 2nd floor of an office building, fearing for our lives, when Typhoon Ondoy hit Metro Manila.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJi4N22YUmI/AAAAAAAACAw/lEqsNxdFAJk/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJi4N22YUmI/AAAAAAAACAw/lEqsNxdFAJk/s400/2.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Now, we are excited to tie the knot and begin the next chapter of our lifetime together. It is an adventure we are both looking forward to and a challenge we are facing head on. We have a bond held firmly by God that no man could ever break.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Joan`s Side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;It was in 2005 during Victory Quezon City’s tenth year anniversary at UP Theater when I first met EauJ.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was just right after the service when his father, who preached during the service, approached me and my twinsister Joyce.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After chatting a bit, he introduced us to his son who was wearing a blue polo then.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That was our ten-second first encounter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was only after two years until we’d see each other again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;During World Conference, my production manager told me about this excellent choreographer and that she’ll call him up to be part of our team.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At that moment, I suddenly recalled our first meeting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I got excited to introducing myself to him and maybe he might also remember.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;It was during the auditions for the World Conference when I had the chance.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was funny because I thought he wouldn’t remember me, but he did.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After that, our friendship was something you could casual.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We rarely hang out but we always saw each other during his rehearsals with the dancers.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I still remember the times when I would bring food for him and his dancers at Victory Fort and see if they were well-taken cared of. (hahaha EauJ even told me many years after that he thought I was the team’s helper and not the production manager!).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;EauJ and I were good team-players during World Conference…I helped him administratively with the dancers while he was their teacher.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was also then that I started admiring him and appreciated how he diligently taught his students.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I even told Joyce and a good guy friend (hi BJ!) that I had a crush on EauJ but with the condition TO KEEP IT A SECRET! It wasn’t supposed to be said and we were just casual friends.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;EauJ never knew it during that time and it was then forgotten after a while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;After the World Conference, we never saw each other again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was primarily because we came from different local churches and crowds that it was impossible to meet up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The only times we got to talk were through YM but it was very rare and we would only have brief chats of “hi’s” and “how are you’s”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;2008 came and EauJ called me up an invited me to a business endeavor.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the first three times he would call, I would always turn him down because I had other engagements or I was stuck at work.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The fourth time he called up, I was able to finally join him in a symposium at Ateneo.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was weird at first because we weren’t really very close and it had been a long time since we last saw each other.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But we eventually enjoyed that evening and I was able to meet his other friends.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;We had set another time for us to meet about business but couldn’t find a common time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On a certain weekend in late October 2008, EauJ told me that he and his family were going to Zambales.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Meanwhile, my friends were organizing a weekend trip for us to La Union but at the last minute, they decided for us to go to Zambales.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I then texted EauJ to ask where they would be staying.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;To my surprise, my friends, Joyce and I were actually going to the same resort! Talk about God’s divine maneuvering! ;o)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;That weekened was very memorable for my friends and I.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What we expected to be a summer ladies’ getaway turned out to be a family trip!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We instantly became friends with the Corpuzes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We went to the “perya”, sang our hearts out in a videoke gimik, swam by the beach, and attended the service at Victory Olongapo together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Our friendship with the Corpuzes still blossomed even after the Zambales trip.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;In the short instances when EauJ’s parents would be back from their trip, we would always meet up and spend quality time together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was early 2009 when I first noticed EauJ acting differently towards me because he would send me messages about what he was doing at a certain time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t took notice of it because he would always tell me that he didn’t plan to be serious to anyone soon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What I took notice and appreciated about him though, is that he would always treat me in a gentlemanly way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He always respected my decisions whenever I turn him down to give me a ride home.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Our conversations were always friendly as we were conscious in protecting each other’s hearts.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We would talk about our opinions in politics, the bible, our favorite movies and songs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was grateful for the friendship with him because I knew he loved God more than anyone in the way he talked and shared his beliefs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;It was May 2009 when EauJ asked me if he could court me.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It came as a big surprise because I never expected it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I asked him if I could pray for two weeks about it since I didn’t want to be hasty in giving my answer.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After much prayer, and counseling, I said yes to his offer of courtship.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Our courtship went wonderfully! We enjoyed talking, laughing at many things, and praying for each other.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I began to see more of the guy who loves God, lives out his convictions, and is gentle to the woman he is courting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;We officially became a couple by July 30, 2009 and I then told him that he was my crush during the World Conference.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He was surprised and amazed (I wish I had taken a picture of his reaction! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;hahaha what is always said, “Good things really do come to those who truly wait!” was very real to us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJi4O2CJhbI/AAAAAAAACA0/Ny9ZjBJ2wek/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJi4O2CJhbI/AAAAAAAACA0/Ny9ZjBJ2wek/s400/3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;In October 2009, we went to &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Davao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; together with four other girls for a 3-days vacation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;While swimming around the last island in Samal, EauJ suddenly knelt down and asked the question!!! I was soooo shocked and soooo happy!!! After ten minutes of splashing, punching and kicking due to shock, I said “Opo!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;Now that our wedding is up ahead, we look forward to having more shocking but fine times together! Truly God take pleasure in surprising us in mysterious ways.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I can say that EauJ’s world and my world were initially poles apart, but God had His way in allowing us to meet and merging our worlds together.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;He is the REAL and ONLY AUTHOR of our love story and we give glory to Him alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; font-size: 12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: Wingdings; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-char-type: symbol; mso-hansi-font-family: &amp;quot;Book Antiqua&amp;quot;; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type: symbol; mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-4741506664893388228?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/4741506664893388228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=4741506664893388228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/4741506664893388228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/4741506664893388228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2010/09/eauj-joan-our-love-story.html' title='EauJ-Joan: Our Love Story'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJi4KjyCZEI/AAAAAAAACAs/F0zOGA4Viqs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-7552902135928461613</id><published>2010-09-17T08:12:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:55:59.060+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Stories'/><title type='text'>Fred-Nadia: You are the Answer to My Prayer... I Will Love You Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Mahal mo ba ako? Kasi mahal kita…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We first met summer of 1999.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hubby was my classmate during one of the subject I enrolled (Filipino- Retorika).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There was an activity on that day, where we need to find an opposite sex partner to be interviewed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;regarding his biography and present his/her it in an artistic way (using flowery words).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We were instructed to go out and choose one person in the class to be interviewed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As to speak for myself, since I was from an all-girls section during the 1st semester and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I barely knew few guys who, unfortunately was not in that class,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I decided to stand in one corner of the corridor of Perfecto Bldg at the 6th floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and wait, thinking “ Kung sino matira sya ang iinterviewhin ko”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suddenly Fred came and said, “ me partner ka na?”. “Wala pa.” I replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Pwede tayo na lang?”, he asked. “ Sige.” I answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To cut the story short, I interviewed him. We presented each other's biography in front of the class.Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We never talked after that. Summer class had ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We came across each other every now and then in corridors and in class but never really talked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Though I had this little crush on him thing at that time but denied it coz he's baduy. But honestly, his is cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After 2 years (2001), during fourth year in college he became my group mate in thesis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Friendship grew within the group and so was us. He was the silent-type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He only talked when someone asked him. I haven’t got any personal information from him except the general one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our group mates started teasing us which as for my observation did not affect him so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To respond, I also ignored him since I don’t like him also because I find him baduy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I started to feel something unusual at the end of the semester (just broke up with my less than 1 month BF).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It riggered when one of my thesismates informed me that Fred kept looking for me when he arrived at our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;little boarding house we rented for thesis purpose. Unfortunately, i was never in the house when he looked for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was shocked by what my thesismate told me. I said, hmmm maobserbahan nga.. They also said that " iba daw treatment ni Fred sakin, sa kanila usual lang, sakin special".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One day, I was alone at the house eating lunch when he arrived and joined me. He had his own food also that was bought in one of the karinderia near SLU (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saint   Louis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He then offered me one of his ulam that i cannot eat (yuck hehe) adobong bituka ng baboy. As I declined he said ' if di ka titikim magwawala ako dito sa sahig" with a matching smiling face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And I do really found him cute that time.I wondered what the hell he was doing there the fact that he can eat at the karinderia near the school and won't waste money for the fare just to eat lunch at the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But it was a kilig feeling. By then I cannot ignore and set aside my feelings for him anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That feeling was within me ever since we did met but I kept on ignoring it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe he had a space in my heart in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well I did admire him the moment we met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I kept on insisting that I don’t like his porma even though he’s so handsome. For the the entire semestral break i did miss him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;By the time we started second semester and met with my friends and thesismates I finally declared to them that i like him na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;They say,&amp;nbsp; what we don’t like is the one who comes in our way. And kinain ko lahat ng sinabi ko… “ Di ko sya type.. and never na magiging kami.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We became close when 2nd semester started. He even invited me to attend gatherings in their church. I also asked some favor from him.. Tagabuhat ng PC ko na pinarerepair ko hehe.. Actually kaya ko naman buhatin yun e.. I just want him to notice me frequently and be with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Even though I know for a fact that he might just want me to be his friend. I even had this guts to date him at Mister Donut along Session Road while waiting for my PC to be fixed and ask him up-front if he had a GF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And he did say he has! Ouch!.. he said he has and she was older than him..(well i am older than him you know, 1 year ahead) I felt disappointed. We never knew he had a girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But I am still in love with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As the days had passed, the more my feelings for him grew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And it was really hard to fall in love to a guy you can never have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was 2002 already. No progress yet. I didn’t want to expect anymore for I don’t see any signs from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe I am just a friend to him. Maybe sooner or later I’m going to forget him and move on with my life and so is he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I also started praying that I think its time for me to love and be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And whoever he is “God please give it to me na and if possible he will be the right one na”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The power of prayer did not failed me. Last week of Feb 2002,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Naging masyado frequent na ang texting namin. We even reached 4AM in the morning talking things about us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Topics that was never been discussed to anybody. Like ideals, dreams, our own biography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sabi ko nga kalkalan ng BAUL. Thank God 1PM pa ang pasok ko sa school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That went on for days. He also asked me to eat outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well i was surprised because he never treated me or any of our group mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nakakaduda kasi bakit ako lang ang nililibre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;His class also was only from 2PM-3PM Monday, wednesday and friday and I till have a class around 7PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But he was there at school. Well his best friend was my classmate in some of my subjects in 2nd sem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Baka nga naman sabay sila umuwi at me gimik pa sila kaya gun.. hayyy…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But super kilig nako nun. I was enjoying his company as long as I still can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eventhough I don't know the true story if his so called "older GF"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;One night, that was Feb 28,2002. I can't take it anymmore. I have to know "kung ano meron sa'min".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I felt so much pain already because for few months I didn't see any signs from him eversince and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;then suddenly in one week time ganun sya sa'kin? Hindi pwede ganun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I had to ask. So I asked him, “Bakit ba ako nalang lagi mo tinitext o nililibre? Nadyan naman sila.. But why me?”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;His reply was. “Ikaw lang kasi mabait at Ok kausap”. OUCH! Yun lang pala sabi ko na e friendship lang talaga…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then, another text came. “ Nasagot ko ba yung tanong mo or me ineexpect ka pang sagot?”…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Waaaaaa nabuhayan ako ng loob. So I texted him immediately. “Me iba pa bakong dapat expect?” I asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Kasi naj, kung totohanin kaya natin ung mga tukso nila?” he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Dahil lang ba sa tukso ang rason mo kaya gusto mo totohanin?” I asked again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Ayoko ng ganun. Gusto ko seryosohan” I added.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Seryoso ako” he said again. “ Ano ba nararamdaman mo?” ang kapal kong tinanong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Kita tau pag break mo sasabihin ko kung ano” he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That night I wanted to die. I know what he will say tomorrow. Feeling kasi ako. and super mega over alam ko wala syang GF noh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well.. we met at 4PM March 1, 2002. My hands were so cold at that time. I even thought of running away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and not talk to him anymore. I was so ashamed of what I asked. Feeling ko ang cheap ko at ako pa nagtanong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But still kinaya ko harapin sya ng 4PM. We just went to Dunkin Donuts kasi madami tao sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;baguio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; that day panagbenga e. Puno lahat ng restaurant sa session road..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;so sa lower Session nalang kami. We ordered two donuts and cups of chocolate drink. At that moment gusto ko lumubog sa kinauupuan ko kasi nakatigtig na sya sakin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was looking somewhere while we talked. I was nervous. I can't explain what I felt at that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ang haba ng seremonya nya. He said he was ashamed&amp;nbsp; because he can't give everything to me at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Because he is not rich. That my parents might not approve of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh my God.. I said to myself. Mukhang magbaback-out pa ata to. I have to do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I said “ Pareho naman tayo wala pang maipagmamalaki. Pwede naman natin sabay pagsikapan ang success sa buhay”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;etc etc etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So after that he asked.. Mahal mo ba ako? Kasi mahal kita… I said oo.. so tayo na? he said yes tayo na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJKiT3N-FcI/AAAAAAAAB_w/9WpUvEAb3YY/s1600/NO2B0469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJKiT3N-FcI/AAAAAAAAB_w/9WpUvEAb3YY/s320/NO2B0469.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I felt numb after that. I still had a class from 5-7PM. He said we will meet tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But as i got out from the class he was at the main gate of SLU waiting for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was also the first time a guy lend me a jacket for I was trembling so hard from cold weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was march 1,2002 and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;baguio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; city was still at the peak of its cold season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ako pala yung sinasabi nyang GF that is OLDER THAN HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I never knew that sinagot ko na pala sya nun 2nd yr palang kami virtually when he ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"pwede ikaw nalang partner ko?" and i said.. "sige"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I told my self. I will make it last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For the next 6 years, we both encounter so many problems as we enter this relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We started with religion differences dilemma that lasted for more than 1 year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I cannot give up what I believe and so he is. I started feeling not comfortable with my boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;attending Sunday service with a friend and not me. I did also attend Sunday service in my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was thinking how can I teach our children? What faith should they believe in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me or him? How can we lead a family that don't unify even in the basic element of a family which is religion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I did entrust that to God. I also talked to him about it. We agreed to check each other's belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But I was too smart to let him try mine first for I have a strong faith that I could lead him to my belief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;With prayers, Fred successfully submitted to my belief. I did not forced him. I just let him attend services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and bible study. I even cried on the day he said, I will attend your “doktrina” and be an Iglesia Ni Cristo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To my surprise he is more active than me. I often come with him when he attends bible study (doktrina) because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I have work at night (teaching college students). After 2 months of bible study and 4 months of attending no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;lapse services (Thursday and Sunday) he was baptised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Haha I did not even go with him at that day (baptism day). I was very sleepy and not feeling well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He just laughed and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I thought relationship is just that simple. I thought we are fine already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But as the days and months and year passed, new trials and problems entered our life. Financial, family issues,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;time and a lot more. I thought of giving up, always giving up but he never gave me up. Never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We entered a year that the relationship was too shaky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But he did do his part and so am I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We shared expenses already at that time. He supported his family and I supported him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We joined our monthly salary to survive for the next payday for some part of his salary goes to his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He was a bread winner by that time. But nobody knows what my part in that situation was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I kept my heartaches and pains to myself though he knew it but can’t do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sometimes I though I didn’t deserve that. But I know he too don’t deserve it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And I know he needed me just to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That lasted for years… And I became immune to the fact that he did support his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And I can’t demand anything from him. I used to dream of getting married by the age of 24-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;with a husband that is financially capable of buying me things that I like with cars, big houses and big savings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But It seems what you really want doesn’t always what you get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But I still hope that we can improve. I Just hang-on there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2005-2006 was a very shaky year to us. I did not want to hang on already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I always cried and think I did not deserve this. But what he can do is to pamper me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I did not hang on already I want to get our of the situation. But he just held me and gave me promises that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I don’t know if it will still come true. I just hang on to the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Too many problems filled me. It was not just financial issues, security issues but also family issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;especially to his side. But I did take it. I did make it. Because he was there holding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He never left me even though I was about to leave him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I realised many years ago, that love is enough to hold you and give you hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You just have both to be there side by side when one is about to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJKiVCfSetI/AAAAAAAAB_0/V9kfb0E6Nvc/s1600/IMG_8429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJKiVCfSetI/AAAAAAAAB_0/V9kfb0E6Nvc/s320/IMG_8429.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He held me up when I was about to fall. I held him up too when he’s about to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And both of us lifted each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And here we are about to enter a new life hoping and praying for more blessings and happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;just like what we started before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And now still holding each other toward the path that God has planned for us especially that Briel is now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJKiWNvYU9I/AAAAAAAAB_4/_zV5ak6CTWA/s1600/IMG_3706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJKiWNvYU9I/AAAAAAAAB_4/_zV5ak6CTWA/s320/IMG_3706.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-7552902135928461613?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/7552902135928461613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=7552902135928461613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/7552902135928461613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/7552902135928461613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2010/09/fred-nadia-you-are-answer-to-my-prayer.html' title='Fred-Nadia: You are the Answer to My Prayer... I Will Love You Forever'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TJKiT3N-FcI/AAAAAAAAB_w/9WpUvEAb3YY/s72-c/NO2B0469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-7264388088353575443</id><published>2010-09-13T11:24:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T11:33:50.862+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Stories'/><title type='text'>Rhyan-Jonah: Journey and Hollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rhyan stood up, kneeled beside me, and with stuttering and almost tearfully, he asked that most magical question that every lady has been dreaming of hearing.......&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I call Rhyan and I’s love story a journey; mainly because it hasn’t reached its end yet, and by the Lord’s graces hopefully it will continue even if both of us leave this earth. We want our life together be a legacy; not of unattainable status, but of practical ways of expressing love and going through hurts and pains alongside the sweet moments between a man and a woman who are in love. Our story has a lot of facets as well, with each of our intertwined experiences pointed out on the very foundation of how we ended up together. Actually, it is very hard for me to summarize our story, but for the sake of romance, I had our beginnings narrated here. Ours wasn’t a fairy tale, but of living reality that love isn’t just love but also passion, understanding, forgiveness, patience, and even sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our story may have begun ever since we are born, in a matter of 4 years apart. We could have seen each other in the Doulos Book Fair when he was 7, and I 3 years old. And as I go along narrating it, you may be able to nod with us in agreement in this declaration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We literally first met last January 15, 2007 in the premise of our classroom, way back in my college days. We are actually expecting him, and he came in a bit late. He went inside the classroom donned in long-sleeved polo, slacks, and a backpack, saying sorry profusely for being late as he wrote his name on the whiteboard: Engr. Rhyan Madrigallos. Yes, he is our Communications and Systems Analysis Design professor, and I am one of his students who are on our last trimester before graduating ECE’s that same year. I remember having that smile that for the first time I will have a professor who is a few older than me, and yes, found him quite charming I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TI2KM1sfmLI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/i4f1mjAfQUQ/s1600/SDC16180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TI2KM1sfmLI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/i4f1mjAfQUQ/s320/SDC16180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do you believe in magic? In my technical realm, with having a degree in Engineering, I do not believe on that until I experienced it myself. That same day when we first met, and after he remarked, “Ikaw pala si Jonah…” when I responded on the roll-call for attendance, I felt a strange nervous feeling for the first time in my life. Call me “corny”; but with my strong personality, and a boyfriend beside me at that time, I experienced magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In three months we went along in a friendly relationship. There isn’t any strange nervous feelings anymore, and was immediately dismissed by my busyness in taking the lead on our final defense project. Gaining closer to our graduation, I met a lot of struggles in my personal life, in which are actually “stepping stones” in getting closer to Rhyan. There was planning to break up with my boyfriend and then meeting a potential one, project defense blues and fierce competition, graduation, board exams. That was a transition in my life, and all throughout this, what I can remember is Rhyan talking to me on my cellphone while he was vacationing in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hong Kong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; just to ask me a favor of asking the university guard if they are open on May 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fast forward graduation. It’s been several weeks since Rhyan started calling and texting me. He called up while I was marching down the PICC hall to take our seats before the rites begin. He wasn’t able to make it that day, but instead greeted me Congratulations being a Cumlaude over the phone. I remember my friend beside me asking who the one I’m talking to is, and I wasn’t able to resist telling that it was “Sir” Rhyan, just saying Hi. She just smiled, may be she got it at that instant and never asked to elaborate. Good grief.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fast forward May 13, 2007, alongside the gray sandy shore in Quezon, it was a family outing but I chose to mingle with the wind and the waves. I remember what happened the day before when Rhyan took me home after a long day together. We are alone, and there, he kissed me and whispered “I love you…” in my ear. Going further in reminiscing, I remember another guy, who went in our house and cried telling me he loves me, all this time that I have a boyfriend. I also remembered that same boyfriend whom I eventually got tired with because of his immaturity and broke up with after graduation. I remember the coming board exams, with Rhyan offering help in reviewing for it. I remember a whole new life I wanted to have, the transition, the career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The morning of May 14, 2007, Rhyan asked to see me for the last time before he proceeded on his training in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Subic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. We went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:street w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:address w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quezon City Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;; may be the only quiet place where we can walk and talk that early. He raised again his feelings, and his question. With that whole day of contemplating as I anticipated this moment, I responded, “I love you…”. Then it was official, the blooming of our journey together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TI2KSh8abDI/AAAAAAAAB_U/o8rHcPLGzC8/s1600/SDC17333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TI2KSh8abDI/AAAAAAAAB_U/o8rHcPLGzC8/s320/SDC17333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It was a rough start. First we were faced with a lot of intrigues and raised brows on the matter. My reputation in the university, that is, my life story is of interest in my colleagues. The news of Sir Rhyan and IECEP President Jonah being together spread on the whole student body. The professors, and even the Dean went on two thumbs up approval (they don’t favor the ex-bf…er, and they really care huh..=p). One group reacted supportively, not to Rhyan, but of another guy that they say I should have chosen instead. There was this Rhyan’s “playboy” reputation that my friends doubted if he is really sincere. Another group responded positively though and because of this matter, had my friendship with them restored after months of rivalry way back in the final project defense. It created a stir, and became a “hot item” at that time. In all these things – the limelight, the attention, the “showbiz”, I struggled. In everything, Rhyan is my silent supporter, trying his best to cover up everything with more love and living to what he promised of changing for the better for me; of proving his sincerity and proving to the world that he is already a changed man. I decided to focus on dealing with the board exams instead, but somehow, the struggles took its toll: I did not pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Alongside my start of facing the corporate world was my relationship with Rhyan. Him becoming my mentor went on with my living to each of the first times I encountered in this life. Our days are but simple times of always being together, trying to have dates on each of the day in the calendar. I remember we constantly check if we had dates on a Tuesday, or a Wednesday. And then there was checking if we already went out on a 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;, or the 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; of the month. There as this also a dare of eating on every restaurant in Metro Manila, beginning with all famous fast food chains and even to carinderias around. We also challenged ourselves to ride all public transportations; from tricycles, to buses, trains. To date, we haven’t ridden a ship though together. We have simple dreams of our own, just making the most of this new thing in our lives; him for the first time having a serious relationship, and I, with some doubts that we will continue long. But in the course of months I grew in love with this man, madly and deeply. Who wouldn’t believe in magical feelings and fascination that once in my life will I be meeting someone who thinks and even speaks of the same words and at same time as I do? That man whom a lot, and I really mean a lot, was saying have strong semblance with me? Our so far the best, and most amazing anecdote on that was when we were riding a jeep in Laguna one morning. The driver glances at us from his rearview mirror from time to time as if checking out on us. We are lone passengers then and by the time we were about to get off, he took his guts and asked us if we are siblings. We said no of course. He changed his question and asked if we are married, we patiently answered no also. Then finally, he asked if we are together, like bf-gf, we responded positively, and without battling an eyelash, he told us, “Alam niyo kayo ang magkakatuluyan, kasi magkamukha kayo eh. Magiging magaganda at gwapo ung mga magiging anak niyo”. We said thank you, and asked if he and his wife look alike also, he said he doesn’t have a wife yet, “…kasi hinahanap ko pa yung kamukha ko”. We bid him goodbye and he said blessings for our relationship before he sped off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Those are our golden times. Rhyan and I have dreams of travelling the world together to pack on many memories in our hearts that we will carry along and share to our families and the whole world. It is our vision on investing on wonderful and beautiful memories so that we may be able to have innate joy that will cradle us in times of hurts or pains. But then, as I’ve said, ours wasn’t a fairy tale. We have our own share of “dark” memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rhyan started to work as an ROV Pilot/Technician after we got together. There are a lot of times that he is abroad, and obviously, we have to separate for quite sometime. That matter took its toll on our relationship that it came to one day, our whole thing got messed up and the next thing that happened was he left me. Up to now, I couldn’t remember what that exact reason of our separation was, but I remember instead how things in my life got screwed up as well. I had my biggest pain in my entire life during that time. I remember crying every single day, may it be at work or in the house. I refuse to eat, nor to think of anything but to wish Rhyan will come back. I almost went on resigning with my job then and thought of going on some far province to start my own life. Nonetheless, I thank God for friends who were there to support me all those time. But there even came a point that being with them made the matter worst unknowingly, because one of my rescuers was a guy I have a past with. All things got screwed up, and after months of agony and a hurtful confrontation in their house, I, too, decided to call everything quits. After saying my tearful goodbyes to his mom and sister who was there with us at that time, I decided to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That time I already had my nods on Rhyan’s brother to become part of his wedding entourage. Rhyan’s mom, who knew everything, texted me and told me she is worried I won’t show up at the wedding. I assured her I’ll be there, and that I’ll be ok. She just said her prayers are with her son and me, for I became a huge part of their lives already. I never had that sincere gesture in my entire life from a bf’s mom, and it made my heart soften with hope of getting back together. That was the start. As told to me by Rhyan, his heart grew softened as well and realized every unfair thing he had done that he started to come back to me. I told him of some more time of evaluation, and he respected it. We got back together during the wedding, but the better of our decision to start things all over again came several days after. “Love is sweeter the second time around.”, and in careful opening of our hearts again, our beautiful collected memories got the better of us and instantly wiped all the hurts away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;September 6, 2008, it was some months after we welcome the idea of getting married that we decided to attend a bridal fair in PICC. At that time, we are blessed to have chosen a real date, not a “tentative” wedding date that we used to say when we crash in other wedding fairs for some freebies and free food tastings way back. That was actually like our 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;rd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; or 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; time to attend. After my business meeting that morning, I went straight to meet him and go to PICC. After having several bookings that afternoon, we decided to call it a day, so I thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rhyan hailed a cab after we got out of the gates of PICC. I remember him going to the driver and asked me to stay, and seemed to tell him where we are heading. Honestly, I thought of a surprise regarding eating some “very special” ice cream somewhere, the thing that I have been craving for and asked him days before if we could eat somewhere after attending. He just said a casual “yes” on my inquiry regarding the ice cream. After some impatient moments, I noticed a familiar hotel along the way, and even making him remember my story about my officemate who has been there and raved about the whole place. I was surprised that that taxi stopped exactly in front of it, and I even exclaimed that he must have mistaken my anecdote of asking him to stop. Rhyan remained silent, paid the fare, and motioned me to come down. I was startled, and said that there is no way we can check that place out. He just told me to follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And there it was the breathtaking view from a rooftop restaurant. The waiter even asked us where we wanted to seat. Rhyan mentioned he had a reservation for that evening, and to my amazement, I was lead to a slightly secluded spot beside the pool. And there it was, a beautiful table setting filled with rose petals all over. I was really shocked and fascinated at it that only after I got seated that I asked what the fuss is going on. Only I had been interrupted by a waiter asking if he’s going to serve the food, and in so few minutes proceeded to eat. And with every dish served I laughed because I realize that it was the reason why Rhyan is asking every favorite food days before this. And then finally getting a hold of his attention, I asked what this is all about. He instead stood up, went to the side and marveled at the wonderful city lights scenery below. He motioned me to stay beside him. As he held me on his embrace, he told me he just wanted us to have some “break” over the tiring things we went through the past week, and of the past year that we had. We had some reminiscing, and went on promising again of love and faithful commitment. I never had such peace in my life during that evening. I thought that was all I am asking, and expecting of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And the dessert was served: Banana Split! How lovely and exciting, that was the thing that I have been craving for! I told him that he really did made me eat a “very special” ice cream, and started to thank him for everything he had done for me that night. The waiter even handed me flowers, and was so touched with a gesture. After he left, Rhyan stood up, kneeled beside me, and with stuttering and almost tearfully, he asked that most magical question that every lady has been dreaming of hearing: “Hon, will you marry me?”. I actually hit him for I don’t know what to say, it seems like the very easy answer to that was so awkward to say at the moment, but nonetheless I said yes, and he had me wore a beautiful ring that glistened against the candlelight. I am the most happiest, and in cloud nine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TI2KTgt0inI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Qa6_T3iwI5o/s1600/IMG_4510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TI2KTgt0inI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/Qa6_T3iwI5o/s320/IMG_4510.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fast forward, we lived up our dream wedding last January 16, 2010. It was a Hollywood-themed wedding, favorably enough to describe our beginnings as a showbiz couple in our small world. We are happy to pull it off for a budgeted amount, with all our blood, sweat and tears on haggling suppliers for better bargains, and we couldn’t deny the vast research we did as well. For our honeymoon, we also had our first overseas travel together; and my first as well, to Hong Kong, that memorable place where my first Friendster comment for him revolved to. I remember telling him then that my wish for him was the next time he’ll come back there for vacation, he has someone with him already. Little did I know that after almost 3 years, it would be me.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1453281913"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mywedding.com/yanchin/"&gt;(For the touching story of our wedding preparations and honeymoon, click on …)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today, after almost 6 months of our marriage, and a big trial that almost had us destroyed, we are healing and had our love gone deeper than before.&amp;nbsp; I also learned that I am pregnant with our first child, which we know is God’s rainbow after the storm that we just went through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rollercoasterchronicles.wordpress.com/2010/09/06/mommy-chronicle-number-1-from-diary-entry-071510/"&gt;(For the story, click on …)&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; I have yet to undergo an Ultrasound in some weeks time to know how old our baby is, but nonetheless, despite of feeling strange in my tummy and being nauseatic all the time, and with my husband abroad as of the moment, I feel a stronger purpose and destiny for this family and Rhyan and I’s lives to be intertwined as one by the Lord’s divine appointment and blessing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our journey is just starting. Who knows where the next destination is, which will make it more exciting…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Rhyan and Jonah Micah Madrigallos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;January 16, 2010 / Valle Verde 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;More about Rhyan and Jonah at their &lt;a href="http://rollercoasterchronicles.wordpress.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; 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I am now a full pledged Inhenyera, yeeehah! =) Gone are my Letran days, I am now very much ready to face a new chapter of my life. During one of my job hunting days, I came to pass an electronics company in LISP 1, Cabuyao Laguna. I gave my CV to the guard in case they have vacancy for an IE post.&amp;nbsp; The following day, this same company gave me a call and scheduled me for an exam and interview. I had couples of interviews na before that pero iba yung feeling ko talaga sa First Sumiden. May something talaga.. I said to myself “dito ako magwowork!” When I got inside the hall, there is a tarpaulin which states my fave bible verse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a better future.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Another sign from Papa Jesus! =) Kaloka ang mga interviews na pinagdaanan ko, nose bleed kung nose bleed. Days after my 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and final interview, I didn’t receive a call from the HR. I was a bit disappointed. Tumbling ako sa interviews tapos di pala ako matatanggap. Sadness talaga pero I remember my mommy said “kung para sayo talaga yan, sayo talaga yan”. Then one afternoon, I got a call from Sumiden. So it only means, Sumiden is really for Nani. Sabi ko na e! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Since then, First Sumiden became very special to me. I get to meet new people, new responsibilities and of course new friends. I never thought Sumiden will be extra special to me because this is the place where I will meet the bestest husband in the whole wide world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We are both in a long term relationship then, both are settled that we are going to end up with our current partners. Not until we saw each other. The world really stopped for me when I first saw Poy. I never felt that before to any guy, only to him, just to him. Yes it was physical attraction at first but it became deeper when I got the chance to meet him. He’s the most sensible guy I’ve ever conversed with pero super patawa din at the same time. Since then, we became the most popular “love team” in the company. Hot item ika nga nila, laman ng bawat chismisan. Simply because everyone knew that we are both in a relationship. But knowing Poy became a big realization for me. I missed so many things in my life. I was too tied in a relationship that’s not making me happy, pinaglalaban ko lang all the while kasi nanghihinayang na lang ako sa pinagsamahan. I gave up my BF then not because of Poy but because I want to be happy.&amp;nbsp; And it’s the same thing with Poy, even before he met me, his relationship with her GF then is very rocky which eventually made it easier for them to fall apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIjt0vO55vI/AAAAAAAAB-8/o3taCbrtpLg/s1600/titans.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIjt0vO55vI/AAAAAAAAB-8/o3taCbrtpLg/s320/titans.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After couple of months, he started courting me. I was a little hesitant, I am afraid what people might think to us. We were not even an official couple pero susme ang dami ng chismis and I’m not used to that. Kulang na lang e ma-feature kami sa showbiz magazine. But Poy is really different, he is such a wonderful guy. He made everything light and easy for me. He made it easier for me to decide to love him back MORE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;June 3, 2006, 8:00pm, Puerto Galera, we became an official couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We became more popular after that. Haha! Showbiz na showbiz! Kesyo finally daw e inamin din namin. Well, we just told ourselves “bahala kayo mag-isip. mas alam namin ang totoo.” That’s why we ended up with Panday theme song. “Ipaglalaban ko ang ating pagibig” ang drama namin ni Poy. Dami kasing mga inggiterang frogs. Pero madami din naman ang naging happy for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;June 10, 2006, my 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;birthday, it’s Poy’s first time to meet my family. We were both nervous as my family still doesn’t know anything about Poy. I can still remember Poy’s pale face when I introduced him to my family. But God is really good, my family welcomed and accepted him well. Next thing we know, kasama na sa mga family outing namin si Poy. He also became my constant church buddy. Since then everything went well in our relationship. I love his family too! Super babait nilang lahat and made me feel part of the family na. Months passed and it’s like I’ve been with Poy for years. He is such a great guy, very loving, sweet, loyal, supportive, generous, understanding, humble, obedient, and a God fearing man. I don’t know if there is such a thing, pero sobrang SAKTO kami ni Poy. Parang mangga at bagoong, suka at chicharon, malamig na coke sa mainit na panahon =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Exactly 2 years after the first time he met my family, Poy again made one my greatest dream happen. The wedding of my dreams! =) We tie the knot in Josephine Tagaytay on my 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;birthday, June 10, 2008. 2 months after, God blessed our union with a news that I am 1 month pregnant! Yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIjt55aIb7I/AAAAAAAAB_A/iph08E2So5E/s1600/wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIjt55aIb7I/AAAAAAAAB_A/iph08E2So5E/s320/wedding.jpg" width="211" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Poy is my Knight in Shining Armour! He made me realize that there are so many things in life to be grateful for. He saved my life from regrets. He made me feel super special and loved. We are both indeed BLESSED to have each other. 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"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;That' s what our Ate in our working place told me when I was still working as an entertainer here in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="display: inline !important; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I' m in love---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The club is our dating place that my co-workers and other guests started to noticed. I was a third timer then when I caught the managements attention---I don' t have a number of guests anymore. I was told of not letting Yochan get inside the club anymore coz he' s distracting my work and other guests are jealoused because of him (&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;pwede ba, di ko naman sila BF noh,sagot ko lang sa isip ko but I don' t have a choice coz I have to "work" out some pambobola to the guests to keep them coming at the club )&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Since then, I learned to escape just to be with him for a date, of course with the help of Yochan's friend and my co-talent as our partners in crime. I know the risk of getting caught-- we have to pay for some penalties, we could go back to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; without finishing our contract but it didn' t stopped me for not seeing him once in a while kahit na bawal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I' m a prisoner of love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But then lahat ng talents nagkabistuhan na including us, most especially US. My co-talents was pregnant by Yochan's friend and was talking about their marriage after our contract, but I remained as a talent and was extended for another 6 months after I promised that I won't break the rules again and became the groups` leader as my 4th timer in Japan. It wasn' t easy coz there' s a lot of pressures now after the bistuhan but then another talent was asking me like," Ate, I would like to have a date with my BF, help me!! " hayzzz... Makakatanggi ka ba sa ganyan? I know it' s bad but that' s the truth...Hayan at tumubo na naman ang sunggay ko!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIbDYpNRdxI/AAAAAAAAB-k/2qUnSCThdd4/s1600/DSC00676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIbDYpNRdxI/AAAAAAAAB-k/2qUnSCThdd4/s320/DSC00676.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He' s in love---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I thought that Yochan' s just playing around coz I didn' t hear anything from him about his plan for us in the future nor introducing me to his parents. He proposed to me a week before finishing my contract for 6 months as 4th timer that time and decided to meet his parents. I don' t really remember the first meeting--I was nervous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After a long waiting of processing of papers, we became man and wife and then we went back again to meet his parents for the second time around and that time was different!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIbDYpNRdxI/AAAAAAAAB-k/2qUnSCThdd4/s1600/DSC00676.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIbDZygeD0I/AAAAAAAAB-o/jSfPUCUw17E/s1600/DSCF0035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIbDZygeD0I/AAAAAAAAB-o/jSfPUCUw17E/s320/DSCF0035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It' s the only time I heard the truth that his Father is against me and Yochan didn't tell me anything about the arguement between him and his father even before he decided to get married to me. Gees!! That time I was nervous because of that long silence between both parties and that I was told by his Mother about the revelation.We are all kneeling at a coffee table ( japanese stlyle ) me and Yochan, and they're all facing in front of us. Yochan breaked the silence--- he said to his Father that he' s not asking for forgiveness for marrying a Filipina but he wants to introduce me that I am now his wife and whatever happens, it' s his own decision and his responsibility. Even if his father is against of our marriage, Yochan fighted for his love for me. After that, his father asked his wife to prepare a hotpot. While his Mother is preparing the hotpot, she was crying -- she told me that hotpot is served during winter time, she said that it means that I am now accepted because for them a HOTPOT is shared by FAMILY and that time it was summer and then we both cried in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIbDbIoBxKI/AAAAAAAAB-s/nsz2WvKY9Qg/s1600/IMG_0896.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIbDbIoBxKI/AAAAAAAAB-s/nsz2WvKY9Qg/s320/IMG_0896.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;" Bunso, wala kang mapapala sa bata, walang pera yan--gamitin mo naman ang utak mo! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;. I knew I was right and I did the right thing when I decided to tie a knot to Yochan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;" Why did you chose me among of your suitors? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My husband asked me one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;." You might be living in a big mansion now and not in an apartment. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My husband is right--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;we don' t have all the money in the world and that life can be hard and rough for us for sometimes. But it' s okay, I always have my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;well, there are times I' m saying to myself that " kung may pera lang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;sana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; kami " ) LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;--Clarissa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit Yochan and Clarissa at their &lt;a href="http://ties-bonding.blogspot.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wanna share your love stories too? 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I'm trully blessed because now I know I&amp;nbsp;met my one true love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Here is our story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Christian and I were schoolmates when we were in highschool. I knew him just in his face but don't know his name. It never cross in my mind that somehow he will be a part of my life. Years have passed&amp;nbsp; he had a girlfriend and I had a boyfriend. We've been in a long relationship&amp;nbsp; before we met. And we both thought&amp;nbsp; that they were the one for us. But I know God&amp;nbsp; has his own reason why we ended up to nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;When I was in college (2001), I and my best friend were going to school, that time I&amp;nbsp; went on their house because we have long vacant hours. Her house is just near on Christian's house. When we were walking and past on his house, she said, that is Bayie's (his nickname)&amp;nbsp;house and I said who's that? She said he was our schoolmate when we were in highschool and I said.. aahh okay.. sa loob loob ko.. paki ko nman kung schoolmate natin un.. e dko nman sya kilala.. in short.. d ako interasado.. hahaha...When I went to their house again and that time we saw him and his girlfriend and my best friend said.. that was Bayie and his girl friend and I said.. ahhhh.. okay.. kilala ko sya sa mukha..&amp;nbsp; That's all.. I never thought of knowing him and be my friend and more than a friend.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Years had passed and we both graduated in college. I graduated in college on 2005 and he was on 2007. I'm 1 year older than him.. (maaga kasi ko pumasok..kaya 2 years ahead ako sa schooling ^___^).. I had my first job on September 2005, and Christian, after he graduated he worked on his father's business. After 1 year he applied on the same company wherein I'm working.&amp;nbsp; (my second job).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;April 2008, I attended our SPC meeting. There were group of new employees also attended the meeting. This is a requirement to all the team to attend the SPC meeting every week. When I entered in a room, I saw this guy's face and I said.. "kilala ko 'tong lalaking to eh.. schoolmate ko nung highschool.. mmmm.. naku ano nga ba pangalan nito?"&amp;nbsp; The whole meeting all I think of was his name.&amp;nbsp; My stupid memory I really forgot his name. When the meeting adjourned and I headed home I'm still thinking of his name and at last I already remembered. He is Bayie! That was the first time I saw him again&amp;nbsp; after so many years.&amp;nbsp; And I'm a bit happy to know that&amp;nbsp; he is part of my team and same shift with mine.. (Hindi ko alam bakit ako masaya to know na ka team ko sya..eh muka namang suplado.. feeling ko mahirap siya maging kaibigan. D man lang ata marunong ngumiti ang taong yun)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIT8NUSiOAI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/SsdnAWsbX2g/s1600/DSC00296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIT8NUSiOAI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/SsdnAWsbX2g/s320/DSC00296.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;During our shift and it's time to eat, me and my friends always passed by in his area and asked&amp;nbsp;him to eat. And he would always said na susunod sya.. He became our barkada&amp;nbsp;and always eats with us. One time when we had our outing (before kasi mahilig mag outing ang barkada) I get drunk and cried. Because I can still remeber my ex. Cried and cried until I fell asleep. When I woke up I saw Christian in our room and talking to my other friends and telling his story about him and his girlfriend that they already broke up.. (tingnan mo nga nman.. nagbreak na din pala sila.... :P).. I did not heard what he said because I'm still sleeping that time and when I woke up he already told the story.. (sayang dko nadinig.. may pagka chismosa pa nman ako.. :).. ) Days had passed&amp;nbsp; and same routine&amp;nbsp;goes along. eat eat eat.. together with our friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Last week of August 2008, it was almost 8pm.. I received a text message from Christian and said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Instan: san ka? beanstalk tayo sabi ni Pearl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Monz: Naku lapit nako house eh.. D nako pede bumalik.. Dna ko papayagan.. Gabi na eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Instan: Hina ko nman sayo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Monz: Sorry ha.. Next time nalang.&amp;nbsp; Set nalang ung date in advance para pede ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And because d ako pumayag, dna sila tumuloy. What he did that night was he asked one of our friends to go to a gasoline station and have some drink.&amp;nbsp; That time he was still sad because of the break up. Late at night at around 10pm&amp;nbsp; I received another txt message from him and told me if I'm still awake and I said yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Instan: Dito ko caltex, inom lang kasama si bubbles. (our gay friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(hindi ko alam bakit kelangan nia pa magpaalam sakin.. eh hindi ko nman sya jowa.. pero dko naman un binigyan ng malisya.. I know wala lang un)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Monz: Ok cge.. Wag iinom ng marami.. (parang jowa.. concern din nman)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Intsan: okay. thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The exchanging of text messages&amp;nbsp;stopped&amp;nbsp; and I almost about to sleep when I received another text message from him.&amp;nbsp; I can't remember what our text messages all about but that was the start when we became close to each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Everyday we are exchanging text messages with each other talking about our past. My sadness and pain same with him. Once I asked him why are you telling all those to me? and he said because we were on the same situation and I know you can understand me.. Nabibigyan mo ko ng advice at nabibigyan din kita ng advice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The postponed dinner with our friend was set. It was September 5, 2008; actually my friend Pearl is closer to Christian rather than me. I was kindda quiet during our dinner, coz I'm a bit shy with him.. After the dinner I told him that I was already at home and exchanging of text messages again before we go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Weeks had passed and we had our dinner date without knowing of our friends because we know that they will tease us. All of them were asking if kami na ba..&amp;nbsp; I just always telling them na friends lang kami.. (kahit tunog showbiz&amp;nbsp;pero un nman tlaga ang totoo..) Even our friends also ask him if kami na ba.. syempre sagot nia indi rin.. dba.. kasi indi nman tlga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Everyday, I'm always waiting for his text, showing how he cares for me, his sweet messages and his jokes..&amp;nbsp; I'm happy to know that there was this guy&amp;nbsp; who appreaciated me for who I am. I'm always telling to myself that I don't like him. He was just a friend to me. I don't want to ruin our friendship. And same thing with him he doesn't like to ruin our friendship and he also said that he doesn't want his friend to fall in love with him.. If it happens&amp;nbsp;he will never talk to that person anymore.&amp;nbsp; I said why? He said.. naiilang daw sya malaman na ung babae pa nagkakagusto sa kanya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I send him a text message and told him about our situation and I said taht I think we should only be friends because I don't want to ruin the friendship we started and he said me an email and said.. "diba ayaw nating magsalita ng tapos pero dahil sabi mo nga na away mo masira ang friendship naten ibig sabihin lang nun na kahit ma-inlove ako sayo eh hindi nlang ako matatapat.. baka nga ikaw pa ang magtapat pag nagkataon.. hehehe".. When I read that my heart beats so fast and I cried. Mhal ko na pala sya noon pa.. I'm just to scared to show it dahil sa friendship.. And because of what he said.. I'm too scared that he will leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And because I cannot hide my feelings to him anymore.. susugal na ako.. bahala na sabi ko.. So I texted him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Monz: dba sabi mo pag nalaman mo na inlove sayo ang&amp;nbsp;kaibigan mo e ayaw mo na sya maging kaibigan pa? Pano kung sabihin ko sayong mahal pla kita? Lalayuan mo ba ako?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(tagal magreply.. iniisip pa ata ang sasabihin.. kabog siguro dibdib nun.. actually kabog din naman ang dibdib ko dahil sa pag amin kung iyon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Intsan: syempre hindi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm so much happy.. kasi love nia din pala ko.. kilig.. ^_______^..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIT8ZmO7KNI/AAAAAAAAB-U/f1cwFpo2mHI/s1600/IMG_7449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIT8ZmO7KNI/AAAAAAAAB-U/f1cwFpo2mHI/s320/IMG_7449.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;By that time even if he has his feelings for me, he doesn't want to go to another relationship, he wanted to be sure that what he feels for me is for real.. He doesn't want to go to another relationship that will end up to nothing. He once send me a lyrics of a song entitled "Para lang sayo".. though may pagka korni dahil tagalog but the meaning is really meant for us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2009 and we already have our communal understanding, saying Iloveyou and take care, the typical saying of a boyfriend and girlfriend. I'm a girl who always wanted to give a surprise note to him saying.. i miss you.. ingat kaw mahal.. ilove you and always sending him an email telling good morning mhal.. ilove you so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There was really no courtship between us, we just felt that we love each other and we can't only be friends.&amp;nbsp; The understanding that we love each other was in there. And now we are on our 18th. Still in love and will be inlove forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIT8e9I0NKI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/9OHx5fDaJgI/s1600/DSC00176.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIT8e9I0NKI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/9OHx5fDaJgI/s320/DSC00176.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 10pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maybe it was God's will for us to meet again after a long time. And now we are planning to get married. Talking about some wedding details.&amp;nbsp; Exact date? We are not yet talking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*** March 2008, me and my friend had our novena in Quiapo. Asking for help. For me to promote on my job and to have a reconciliation with my ex or if not send a guy who will love me for the rest of my life. Now I realized that Christian was the ONE sent for me and I'm already promoted on my job. Two things that I really prayed to God and it was already granted and I'm so much happy now.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;More about monaluz and xtian on their &lt;a href="http://monskilitos.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-ie-family.html?spref=fb"&gt;blogsite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; 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font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;ＭＳ Ｐゴシック&amp;quot;; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Soulmate... a single soul dwelling in two bodies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;ＭＳ Ｐゴシック&amp;quot;; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Do they really exist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;ＭＳ Ｐゴシック&amp;quot;; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;ＭＳ Ｐゴシック&amp;quot;; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;quot;ＭＳ Ｐゴシック&amp;quot;; mso-font-kerning: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I was 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;One night after dinner, i went out in the garden to play with my mom. I was too busy playing that my mom startled me when she suddenly shouted "Look, a shooting star!". I turned to look at where she was pointing, but I was too late. She closed her eyes to make a wish, and I did the same. I wished so hard with all my heart that one day, i get to see a shooting star myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I was in 3rd grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;One of my guy friends finds peace through stargazing. Almost every night he witnesses the miracle of stars falling down from the heavens while he lays down alone on their roof. I envy him. So, when I happen to be outside during nighttime, I'll gaze up at the sky hoping that one night I'll get to see a shooting star, even just one... just one... Years passed, not one star had the courage to fall while i was looking. I grew tired of waiting... so I prayed. I prayed to God to show me a shooting star. Not just any shooting star that other people usually see. I want to see a star fall as a sign that the person I'm with that time, is that one person I'm going to spend the rest of my life with! Time went by quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I was 19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;I was a 3rd year college student recovering from being an emotionally-abused girlfriend by the very first boy I loved. After months more, I grew close to this guy, Pekto. I've known him for years but ignored that small voice within me that was wanting to connect with him long before. Probably for the reason that one of my closest friends have the hots for him, so i kept my distance. December that same year, I treated my friends to an overnight stay at &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Fontana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; as my advance birthday celebration. That night, everyone was enjoying the drinking session inside one of the two villas we rented. Being a centralized villa didn't stop most of my nicotine-addicted friends from smoking. Feeling my head spinning with the sophocation, I decided to go to the grass-filled lawn. Pekto followed me shortly. The sky was perfectly covered with sprinkled dusts of light. As we were talking about school, friends, and everything that came into our minds, I was secretly hoping for a shooting star to show up. We stayed there for more than an hour talking with my tilted neck just so I can get the perfect night sky view. I didn't want to miss any falling star that night. If Pekto is indeed the ONE, this is the best time for God to show me the sign i've been praying for for more than half my life. But my neck was beginning to ache. I was thinking of going back inside the villa right after I tell this story about something, when I stopped mid-sentence... "A shooting star!" i think i said that a bit louder than i expected. A speck of light made its trajectory path to nothingness. Was it for real, or was it just a figment of my imagination? Probably just the vodka shots finally kicking in? "San?" Pekto snapped me back to reality. But just before i could raise my hands to point out the direction, another shooting star appeared near the first one. A confirmation. I wasn't imagining things after all! I closed my eyes, not to wish, but to thank God. The shooting stars were miracles, but beside me that night was one of the best miracles ever! It was God's own way of telling me that my long and painful search is finally over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIEQqjYuQ7I/AAAAAAAAB94/f9YZcXzUrKc/s1600/pekto+and+elaine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIEQqjYuQ7I/AAAAAAAAB94/f9YZcXzUrKc/s320/pekto+and+elaine.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 years later.&lt;br /&gt;He proposed on top of the Eiffel tower one winter evening. It was Valentine's Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIEQgqDrROI/AAAAAAAAB9w/PVmSA9Gbhrc/s1600/eiffel1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIEQgqDrROI/AAAAAAAAB9w/PVmSA9Gbhrc/s320/eiffel1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If soulmates do exist, I thank God for leading me to him. And so I'm sealing it with an "I do" next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIEQkw0CDhI/AAAAAAAAB90/OYSv7Aea0Lk/s1600/eiffel2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TIEQkw0CDhI/AAAAAAAAB90/OYSv7Aea0Lk/s320/eiffel2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the end of our love story... it's only the beginning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elaine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wanna share your love stories too? 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Seems like a simple question yet I can`t find simple words to answer it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I learned to help each other ever since we are still sweethearts (bf/gf) from school works to our career..and I can say its our training ground to married life. We treat each others as partners, one is not complete without the other, thinking and deciding as one. As for our married life the bond of partnership strengthened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From the daily chores up to decision making. I do almost all the house chores and hubby do all the money chores, I am a proud stay at home wife. Making sure that I can serve my husband a nice decent meal every lunch and after work, and to keep our crib spic and span, not to mention a fresh uniform everyday. As simple as keeping my husband fit to work and have the feeling of comfort when his at home after a busy day at work is a great deal. He`ll always tell me how its nice to come home and how excited he is to eat my home cooked meals after a tiring day of work. On the other hand, if he feels like cooking for us I let him be, he also do the dishes at night if I`m too tired or sick or he just want me to have some rest. He`s the one in-charge cleaning our comfort room and dumping all our trash. As a help, he always makes sure I`m comfortable and at ease in our kitchen and&amp;nbsp;laundry&amp;nbsp;area, making sure everything is well lit, drawers and racks are accessible, simply a nice working area. Also he never mind me buying those air&amp;nbsp;freshers, antibacterial wipes and whatever cleaning devices as I never mind him buying all cleaning sprays for his comfort room/toilet needs and those insect repellants. With regards to work, I rarely asked him about it, just to spare him a bit, I let him make &lt;i&gt;kwento&lt;/i&gt; about it, and when it seems its was tiring day for him I`ll make &lt;i&gt;lambing&lt;/i&gt; and then asked how was it and at the end of every work related story I always tell him proud I am and how good he is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During weekends, hubby cooks for breakfast, letting me sleep as much as I want, waking me up when breakfast is already served. Knowing that sleeping is my weakest point without any complaints he do the work, and as per him weekends are my rest day. Acceptance and&amp;nbsp;being&amp;nbsp;each others strengths on our&amp;nbsp;weakest&amp;nbsp;hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TH_B6xzJ3TI/AAAAAAAAB9k/6pXheqTuCsY/s1600/DSCN3072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TH_B6xzJ3TI/AAAAAAAAB9k/6pXheqTuCsY/s320/DSCN3072.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh..money matters, we both decide what to buy and what not, what are urgently needed and those that can wait. We have an excel file, to track our expenses and savings. In these matter, we helped each other by being each others conscience especially when it comes in buying our wants, that there are always a time for it, and making sure that we are always right on track when it comes to budgeting. We are each others armors, each others warrior when it comes to centipede, cockroach and spiders. We know how scared one can get upon seeing those crawly insect, and without any doubt one will be brave enough to squeeze, oh sorry , get them all out. We are each others nutritionist, we are both doctors in times of sickness and in time of being brat when it comes to eating healthy food and staying fit, his my trainor and im the runner, literally (he`ll do the biking i`ll do the jogging), its nice that way instead of saying his my master an im his dog. We are each others cheerleaders, my number one fan in my blogs and with my cooking and I`m his number one fan when it comes to his talent/crafts and work. Each other`s power booster, in reaching and achieving one`s goals whether it is as simple as eating okra and as complex as investing for our future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hobbies, we both support those simple details that makes us smile and that is if we have the means to spent. Respecting ones passion and understanding that its is sometimes needed to boost one`s spirit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are each other`s prayer warriors. we are each other`s heaven sent strengthening each other`s faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can go on and on...again.. it`s simply loving each other unconditionally. Knowing each others` needs without the other telling, giving the help even without asking and love doing it without even thinking its a help but because it`s the missing part to complete each others existence and to make both existence easy and worthy to live in. As my husband would always tell me... "Kaya nga ikaw ang asawa ko eh.."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://rodliz.info/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Rodliz’s Nest" src=" http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk178/dannyannemj/couplescorner_badge_thumb.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-5432187715675927581?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/5432187715675927581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=5432187715675927581&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/5432187715675927581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/5432187715675927581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2010/09/cc-how-do-we-help-each-other.html' title='Married Life: Helping Each Other'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TH_B6xzJ3TI/AAAAAAAAB9k/6pXheqTuCsY/s72-c/DSCN3072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-680301330099950395</id><published>2010-09-02T22:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T22:40:02.157+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><title type='text'>And We`re Back!</title><content type='html'>Back from a week of hibernation... week without internet connection! and a week full of happy moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We moved-in to our new crib! and finally the internet connection was transferred! Whew!&lt;br /&gt;2. My mom and dad`s bahay kubo got blessed... a bahay kubo turned private resort.. they planned to have a simple bahay kubo for my dad love to have a place to rest ...a place where he can dig and plant, then the bahay kubo was build...then the landscape... then the pools.. and now its a private resort. Can`t wait to go home and take a dip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TH-ogDl_6tI/AAAAAAAAB9g/UE5bQVlXzRc/s1600/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TH-ogDl_6tI/AAAAAAAAB9g/UE5bQVlXzRc/s320/32.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My dearest sister passed the July 2010 Nursing Board Exam! Yey! Thank You Lord! Really proud of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Will start featuring love stories again! starting Saturday! yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: transparent; border: 0 !important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-680301330099950395?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/680301330099950395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=680301330099950395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/680301330099950395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/680301330099950395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-were-back.html' title='And We`re Back!'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TH-ogDl_6tI/AAAAAAAAB9g/UE5bQVlXzRc/s72-c/32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-3611164834105524688</id><published>2010-08-23T00:41:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T01:10:03.174+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><title type='text'>Happy 11th year Anniversary to US!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To my dearest baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy 11th year anniversary, even if we are already married it is still nice to celebrate the day we became sweethearts, &amp;nbsp;i bet you still remember what happened that day when I said Option 1, for I can clearly imagine how your face reacted to those words. Funny how time flies, we were still young then ,studying to have good grades, you always lend me your Math and Statistics Notebook for my notes are always incomplete, we helped each other with our projects, we joined several quiz bee but not as team mates but as opponent, and yes you always won. how we enjoy peeking at each other`s classroom just to have a glance, I love laboratory time for I can see you across the room and yes another time to glimpse at each other. Do you still remember how we got to college? My dad drove the two of us for our entrance exam, we both passed but I changed my mind and decided to study to a different school, the school where you&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;had entrance exam. And with that you choose to study to a nearer school, we choose not to be on a same school for college for &amp;nbsp;it would be better that way. Come college time, you`d pick me&amp;nbsp;up&amp;nbsp;at my dormitory every Friday afternoon. Sometimes you`ll wait for me for hours until my class ends, or until I`m done with my exams. We still helped each other in our school projects, oh and daddy lend his old engineering books to you and I find it sweet. We graduated and worked, at these time we became much more mature and dreamy about our future, you proposed and we said "I Do" and now we are living as husband and wife. There are many happy moments and I still can go on and on.. still as  normal couples we`ve been through a lot of challenges in our  relationship and yet we never gave up. Life isn`t always a fairy tale, but it seems we live like one..Because we believe it is, and because we enjoy playing the roles God has written for us, Without any complaints, whatever the script may be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/THFJGYe-8UI/AAAAAAAAB9I/0nM4_dXTNMo/s1600/2009_10_17+Christopher+Mei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1213%23D1C2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/THFJGYe-8UI/AAAAAAAAB9I/0nM4_dXTNMo/s320/2009_10_17+Christopher+Mei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1213%23D1C2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We`ve known each others for years that living in a single roof seems so easy, feels like we have done it before.. Do you remember what we were told years back? That we were husband and wife in our past life but were separated due to some&amp;nbsp;inevitable&amp;nbsp;circumstances and now getting back together... with that you responded quickly with " kaya pala nung una kitang nakita nung grade 1 feeling ko matagal na kitang kilala.." and i just smiled, or maybe because we enjoy and accepts whatever differences we have. Everything seems so fast and again, time really flies. And a lot has changed, wedding magazines are out but home designs and baby books are in, from a career driven me to a full-time happy wifey, if its a job its the best one&amp;nbsp; so far and I love to be promoted to a wifey-mommy someday. I hope I am doing well , do you think i am doing pretty well? i love how you appreciate all my prepared meals, love how you beg for me not to do the laundry and rest (for I love to clean everything and love to wash the clothes everyday but you think I'm tiring myself too much, but No baby.. I just love to have everything clean and fresh smelling and yes i love our washer..).&amp;nbsp; I love seeing you as I open and close my eyes, i love greeting you home with a warm hug, love eating your cooked meals, strolling for grocery under the heat of the sun or the cold breeze of winter, love the way we laugh at each other's joke/stories/etc (never a day passed without any laughing), love starring and resting my head on your arms, love the feeling of security and contentment, oh... here i go again... I can go on and on.. but the best part is i Love thanking God everyday for you and that never changed nor forgotten even if it is our 11th year, even more I needed to thank God...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;thanks honey for loving me more each day, for striving hard for our future (Im super proud of you),&amp;nbsp; for never failing&amp;nbsp; to put a smile on my face, for the simple yet happy life we are having.. am not only lucky to be your wife, I am blessed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Your my cozy place! oh..I love you! Happy! can we have pizza later? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;--Mei--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/145/408554B2DCD1E6EFA60CA7F4E6A4AD1E.png" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6468260791516397049-3611164834105524688?l=meinytoper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/feeds/3611164834105524688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6468260791516397049&amp;postID=3611164834105524688&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/3611164834105524688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6468260791516397049/posts/default/3611164834105524688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meinytoper.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-11th-year-anniversary-to-us.html' title='Happy 11th year Anniversary to US!'/><author><name>Newlyweds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17952140630931194848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TAtrSQlPWtI/AAAAAAAAB0I/8jM8fgoSVdI/S220/2009_10_17+Christopher%2BMei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1457%239301.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/THFJGYe-8UI/AAAAAAAAB9I/0nM4_dXTNMo/s72-c/2009_10_17+Christopher+Mei+Wedding+Church_Ceremony_1213%23D1C2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6468260791516397049.post-64911323583823774</id><published>2010-08-21T00:34:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:35:48.943+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Stories'/><title type='text'>Leo-Abbie: Love Story Namin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whenever I asked him how he fell in love with me, he would always say that the moment he saw me crossing the road towards them the first time, he knew that I AM THE ONE FOR HIM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;When I first received the invitation from Mei about sharing our Love story, I felt like a star. Imagining my Love story will be featured in their blog, makes me feel proud plus the fact that my blog will have the chance to be &amp;nbsp;visited (finally) by others … Actually I started preparing it, but while working on it, I realized that our Love story doesn’t have the KILIG factor at all.. I mean its ORDINARY! I don’t know if it’s just because I am old enough para kiligin pa, or wala lang talaga. But on second thought, it’s not the KILIG factor or how lovely the story is- what matters most is knowing that God made ONE person for me. All of us can be in a relationship, but not all are blessed to have THE ONE forever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TG6emmd0efI/AAAAAAAAB84/IqWwyrKtuUU/s1600/2008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TG6emmd0efI/AAAAAAAAB84/IqWwyrKtuUU/s320/2008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;At an early age, I’m already in love with LOVE. I think I’ve experienced all the KILIG moments from Elementary, to High school until College days, but at the same time I’ve experienced pain from it as well.&amp;nbsp; After 2 failed relationship, I’d still hope for my serendipity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And then it came…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I met Leo from a common friend whom I met in Iran July 2007- Roger- our Mr. Cupid, from the beginning he already want to set me up with his best friend Leo when he knew that I was still single.&amp;nbsp; For his hopes were high he promised himself that I’ll be his best friend’s Girlfriend before year 2007 ends. He already told a lot of stories from his friend and he even arranged a date but since I am a NO BELIEVER for this set up thing, I just said yes but ignored it.&amp;nbsp; When I came back to &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Dubai&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, Leo already got my number and started calling every 6:00 am right before the alarm almost every day. Since &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am not into this kind of thing, I just go with the flow…thinking that this shall pass.&amp;nbsp; But he didn’t stopped and I got annoyed… I got annoyed because he started sending messages with sweet nothings -to think that he didn’t even see my shadow yet. &amp;nbsp;Ok fine he wants to court me?! –but it should not be like this! I am serious when it comes to L-O-V-E. Then I started ignoring all the calls, the messages, nothing. He started asking why a sudden change and of course I lied, I just told him that I am busy at work. &amp;nbsp;After a month or so, Roger planned the DATE, e nagpupumilit, pinagbigyan ko na…it was mid September 2007 right after work, when everything I thought was changed… He was very kind and sweet, quiet though, but overall – I liked him! That was also when we had our first photo together. We continued seeing each other almost every day and I begin to grasp what Roger told before.&amp;nbsp; I was able to see the kindness from his heart, the innocence that covers him and the sincerity from his eyes. And there I begin to realize that well it’s indeed a worth to try. Truly, you can never judge a person unless you see him, be with him and learn to know him. It was November 12, 2007 when I surprised him in his birthday party. I told him that I cannot come since I have a lot of work to finish, but I came, gave him this huge birthday card and 3 shirts which I hoped he knew what it meant. Unfortunately he didn’t. Just when I reached home when he called me and asked me if I love him, and I said “di mo ba gets? Oo na!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TG6elULX-eI/AAAAAAAAB80/SGy7VDRJe-g/s1600/2007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TG6elULX-eI/AAAAAAAAB80/SGy7VDRJe-g/s320/2007.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;And there it started a relationship which was set up, photographed and developed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;Whenever I asked him how he fell in love with me, he would always say that the moment he saw me crossing the road towards them the first time, he knew that I AM THE ONE FOR HIM!&amp;nbsp; I may not felt the same but all I can say is that Love really grows…We have a lot of differences, like I’m in the North Pole and he’s on the South, I’m + and he’s &amp;nbsp;-, I’m super uber daldal, he’s NR (no reaction!), and this is where all the L.Q’s is coming from. But even these differences didn’t stop him for loving me, in fact, just after our 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Monthsary, he proposed, wasn’t formal though, as simple and casual as, “ Bhe, papakasalan mo ba ko?” I was dumbfounded, oh my, is he serious? I'm still not sure but I said YES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TG6eoMMW9UI/AAAAAAAAB88/6IXA6VW8Rkw/s1600/2009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TG6eoMMW9UI/AAAAAAAAB88/6IXA6VW8Rkw/s320/2009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;It took us awhile, oh well its 2 years before we could get into the wedding thing. We're suppose to start the planning 2009 kaya lang parang ayaw pa ng panahon. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;There was even a time that I opted not to get married because of some family matters from his side.&amp;nbsp; But then God really knows when, where and how…in HIS OWN TIME. Everything happened according to His will, everything went right. Leo got this opportunity to work in another company, which also means that we will be away from each other, miles, miles away; however, this time Leo insists that we should be married. He doesn't want to be away from me with out being his wife, and this time I am very sure of my answer, YES! YES! YES! Now I know the feeling what most people say, "Basta mararamdaman mo yan kapag sya na nga!"&amp;nbsp; And yes it's definitely true, when I felt it; it seems that nobody can hinder us from getting married. Everything went smoothly, the papers, the flight booking, even the 7 days Leave was approved immediately. In just a matter of 2 weeks, the wedding is set.&amp;nbsp; Who would've thought that I'd be a June Bride?! Never in my wildest dream to be married in June, but still, God worked on His plan for us. &amp;nbsp;Oh by the way, our Church Wedding might be in June 2011 as well, I didn't plan for this, God did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TG6ej6WgBaI/AAAAAAAAB8w/5nTzp_cX2-w/s1600/2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TG6ej6WgBaI/AAAAAAAAB8w/5nTzp_cX2-w/s320/2010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;I know this is only the beginning of a new chapter in our life, it may or may not turn out a good story but at the end of the day it is indeed our story, our life together. I’ve always wanted to have the greatest love story ever told, mine might not be told as what I wanted but I’ll make it sure that it is worth to be told.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Happy Monthsary Leo and Abbie!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;More on Leo and Abbie on their &lt;a href="http://31yearsandgoing.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogsite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; 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font-size: 16px;"&gt;Fei: I never thought, even in my wildest dreams, that I will meet my other half in a very extraordinary way. It was after office way back 2007. I was doing my grocery shopping and part of my list is my favorite drink - Chuckie (Nestle Chuckie). I was about to get a Chuckie from the shelf but at the same time was sending SMS to a college friend I am meeting later that evening. I didn't notice that there was another person trying to get the same drink - his hand on the Chuckie and my hand on his.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Stan: If I could only turn back time, I wish we had met in any Robinson’s Mall, I’m so sorry Ms. Lisa for citing SM in this story (i work for the Gokongwei group), I was at the SM Sta. Rosa Supermarket for my favorite kiddie drink “Chuckie”. It never crossed in my mind that day will be the most significant day of my life. I was about to grab the Chuckie when a hand was coming to the same Chuckie that I was aiming for. I never saw it coming, really, until I had my hand on the Chuckie then that intruder hand on mine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGlZ9y9EgTI/AAAAAAAAB8I/uGcMjXcyDzU/s1600/us1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGlZ9y9EgTI/AAAAAAAAB8I/uGcMjXcyDzU/s320/us1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;How It Started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fei: I was frozen for a while, then I turned my head right and saw this guy stunned and looking at me. He then said, “Sorry, it’s all yours. Paborito mo din yan?” I just nodded my head, got another Chuckie from the shelf and walked away. We then met again at the Cashier. He introduced himself and we exchanged numbers. We became constant textmates and chatmates. Then we found out, we have some common friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Stan: We became close to the point we even talked about our past relationships. I found out that she had been loveless for more than a year. I was in a relationship that time, though I already felt something for her. I told myself that I can’t court her and I must not fall in love with her. We remained friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Courtship and The Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Stan: After sometime, me and my then-girlfriend broke up. I started sending her sweet messages, and made her feel I am in love with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Fei: For me, it wasn't really courtship because I really don't believe in it. We just continue getting to know more of each other everyday. We talk, we hang out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 16px;"&gt;Stan: The right time came, it was 04:04am of October 11, 2007 when she texted me “OO NA.TAYO NA”. I felt that I won in a sweepstakes that day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fei: We met after office, ate out and celebrate. After dinner, he took a ring out of his pocket and put it in my right ring finger. I can still clearly remember him saying "I'm not asking you to be my girlfriend, I pray that you'll be my wife".&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGlaAp15QWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/3sGBgpZQFIw/s1600/us2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGlaAp15QWI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/3sGBgpZQFIw/s320/us2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fei: Our relationship was as normal as those of the others. We have petty quarrels and fights. I am thankful though that in those quarrels, it never happened that the reason was because of a third party.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Stan: It is really important that you put God in the center of your relationship. With that, no matter how many trials come your way, you will be able to surpass it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;The Proposal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Stan: During our 1st year anniversary, I invited her for a dinner at Gilligan’s Alabang. She really didn’t know that I was going to propose to her. Like we usually do before meals, we do pray and she usually closes her eyes while praying. I let her lead the prayer and believe me I almost felt that I was in a prayer meeting because her prayer took so long. After the prayer, she opened her eyes and as expected like any other ladies, she was shocked and surprised when she saw the ring with pearl (it was from my mom). I popped the multimillion question - Will you marry me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fei: Of course I said yes!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGlaEjp5zsI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/KxZ8U64ZUFw/s1600/us3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGlaEjp5zsI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/KxZ8U64ZUFw/s320/us3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Stan: Later I realized, a girl wants a ring with diamond as an engagement ring. So I bought another one and gave it to her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Fei: Two rings - I love it! And that’s it, we’re engaged. So happily engaged.&amp;nbsp;Today, we are continuously preparing for our big event: our wedding day and it’s going to be on November 20, 2010.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;More on Stan-Fei on their &lt;a href="http://stanlovesfei.blogspot.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wanna share your love stories too? 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I just need 1 person to love me, WILL YOU?”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;One Universal Law that can summarize our love story is the concept of electromagnetic interactions wherein&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;“opposite attracts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;”.... Roy and I are very different in so many ways - in opinions, lifestyles, likes, dislikes, activities, personality and even in attitude. Despite these, we just clicked!!! And here’s our short story……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGiHC73NgLI/AAAAAAAAB7U/CfCSFBkuZM8/s1600/pix1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGiHC73NgLI/AAAAAAAAB7U/CfCSFBkuZM8/s320/pix1.jpg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was year 2001 when we bumped into each other in our new boarding house while arranging our things, we both transferred from another place. &amp;nbsp;I was then an Old Freshman enjoying my social freedom and trying things that I want to do. He was then a Junior student of Civil Engineering &amp;amp; a leader of a socio-civic organization.&amp;nbsp; We don’t have any common activities nor time to just sit down and chat. One night, our housemates were looking for two more players to play a card game called tong-its and I did not hesitate to join. In that same moment,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;came in from school and decided also to join. That was the start of us knowing each other’s personal details while playing. We have the same schedule in the morning so went to campus together but I don’t let him pay my fare for the jeepney because we are just same students. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We are also eating lunch together with other housemates. &amp;nbsp;Day by day, I found myself falling for him simply for the reasons that he has beautiful eyes, his leadership aura, he is responsible and his manly image. Later on I found out from another housemate that I don’t fall to his criteria - he wants someone who is from his hometown and someone also who is responsible. &amp;nbsp;Slowly, I showed him also my likable traits and soon enough I can sense that he is also taking extra attention to me. He is a very quiet type so after one of our card games, I sent him a text message. Up until now, I can still remember the lines I sent&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;“no matter how loud I laugh, im still not happy… no matter how hard I cry, the sadness inside grows… the more people love me, the more I feel empty.. I just need 1 person to love me, WILL YOU?”.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;As if words won’t come out, I sent the message hoping it would strike his heart. Surprisingly, a message came back just few seconds later and has a word “oo”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It did reach him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;No other words were uttered after that until lunch time when he finally asked me if the relationship is already on after our exchange of text messages. And so, on the 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;of August 2001 the start of our long journey has become official. Oh did I mention that I was his first and last girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGiHNvsNprI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/IvBONHigVS4/s1600/wed+pix.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGiHNvsNprI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/IvBONHigVS4/s320/wed+pix.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Every day, we get to know each other more. We play, laugh and cry together. We found the strengths and weaknesses of each other and I think that made our relationship stronger because we knew how to deal with petty and big quarrels, bad and good moods, ups and downs and we knew how to work with our differences. Until now are still enjoying the differences because from that we have topics to talk about, something to laugh at and something to share with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He always attends every important occasion in my family that’s why he became acquainted with my parents and siblings. I remembered my mother told him to extend his patience because I am a brat. His siblings and parents are also good to me so it was not difficult going through with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;After 6 years of steady relationship, we decided to get married before his work in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Dubai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, UAE. We have to rush all the documents we need to sign and make sure that the schedule will fit before&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;go to work abroad. We shared the vows to live together in sickness and in health, for richer and poorer last January 21, 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGiHOw_SoVI/AAAAAAAAB7c/MOK8y5Ih-G4/s1600/IMG_7742+-+Copy.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGiHOw_SoVI/AAAAAAAAB7c/MOK8y5Ih-G4/s320/IMG_7742+-+Copy.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Now, we are living as a family with our first baby here in&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Doha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Qatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. -- Roy-Alen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;This is our love story - at least from the bride's point of view. Read and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;kiligin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;along the way...-- Tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGVrnHLJkvI/AAAAAAAAB64/xavP50Zo4kk/s1600/27859_397682284572_504354572_3876458_7851303_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGVrnHLJkvI/AAAAAAAAB64/xavP50Zo4kk/s320/27859_397682284572_504354572_3876458_7851303_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"December 07, 2002. I got back at PCTv as a txtjock. I knew he was a regular chatter kasi I kept seeing his nickname on my monitor and sa TV kasi addict sya sa CTRU. But, we weren’t talking yet. As in dedma with each other. I never greeted him kasi he never greeted me din naman. So, wala lng. Care ko at that time whether he notices me or not. December ended and we were not chatting still. Ewan ko ba pero dedma talaga kami.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then, one night, my sister, Bru, and I were talking about the chat room and the chatters and who among them had “papable” nicknames. And by some force of nature or something, I said his nick, which was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;+VAMPIREMIGGY+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. Tapos from that fateful night onwards, I had a “crush” on him na. Nickname-based at first, but eventually, became personality-based when we got to chat na in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;He greeted me first. Calling me Rintintin. Tapos ayun. Most of my shifts, kulitan galore na kami. I actually owe a lot to Lady Android aka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sharon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. She was like the “way” para Jowell and I get to know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We became textmates later on. Around May. We text until the wee hours of the morning. Kulitan lng. But we were constant chatmates na. And eventually, we got to talk on the phone. Latter part of May yata yun. I’m not really sure pero it was after I got back from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Baguio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;. Speechless lagi ako every time na magkaka-four way kami nila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sharon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;, Sherwin (aka Clutch), and Jowell. Daldal na lng ako kapag wala na siya. Crush ko nga sya, db? Kya yun. Quiet always. Madalas 3-way or 4-way kapag talk kami. Di ko pa carry na kausapin sya on my own. I’ll be tongue-tied for sure. Pero siempre, the time came when the two of us had to talk na one-on-one. I survived naman. Fortunately, madaldal xa kaya I didn’t have to talk much. OK lng yun. I love listening to him naman, eh. Tapos, he’d call me na regularly. At first, he’d call me kapag di nya makausap si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sharon. Selos galore ako that time. Tapos, he’d call na for no apparent reason. Chikahan tsaka kulitan lng. But, I didn’t take it as a hint na he kind of liked me, too. I don’t want to assume kasi I don’t want to get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Frankly, from the moment I had a crush on him, I was falling in love with him more and more every day. The more I got to know him better, the more I was falling for him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And I didn’t have the slightest clue if he was feeling the same thing…!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Jowell was out with his family and relatives. They went sa Music21. Treat ng tita nya from the States who was here with her daughters for a visit. We were texting tapos he asked me to go out with him tomorrow to watch a movie. I agreed kasi we were friends’ naman, di ba? And besides, it is about time that the name and the voice had a face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We met at Starbucks at SM North. I got sa meeting place first. He was there at SM na pero I walked faster kasi he just had his foot operated. Wawa nga xa kasi he had a hard time walking. I saw him na while I was buying my all-time fave drink. I didn’t approach him. Dedma lng pro my heart was racing big time. Finally, he went na to my table. Beso-beso like old friends pero deep inside, I was so kilig. We stayed there muna then shot some hoops before we saw Charlie’s Angels. Before the movie, we weren’t holding hands yet. But, after that. Wow!!! I was on cloud nine. I was ecstatic. We played some video games after the movie. Grabbed a quick bite then walked around. Finally, it was time to go home. He wanted to make hatid, but I declined na. It was late and I know his foot hurt badly na. He walked me na lng sa hintayan ng cab. He waited for me to get a ride. Then, he kissed me. Sa lips. Quick lng. As in mwah. Pero maski na. Kiss pa din yun. I was surprised and happy. But, I didn’t let that kiss get into my head. I was thinking of it as more of a friendly kiss rather than romantic in nature. Nonetheless, that night ended well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGVrlbkwWEI/AAAAAAAAB60/3WT37YYpX2M/s1600/13933_177765059572_504354572_2714356_5600086_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGVrlbkwWEI/AAAAAAAAB60/3WT37YYpX2M/s320/13933_177765059572_504354572_2714356_5600086_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I don’t know what got into his head and his heart and he asked me if he can court me. And I would be so darn stupid if I say no. Hello! I love him. But, I was really taken by surprise. I was not expecting it. I was hoping and wishing, but I didn’t know that it was coming that soon. But, what the heck, right. I’ve been waiting for this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, officially on July 15, 2003, we became a couple."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGVrq4RPnXI/AAAAAAAAB68/yApDGBVpZZY/s1600/37228_407180959572_504354572_4110632_1057889_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n6VqTWFHFNg/TGVrq4RPnXI/AAAAAAAAB68/yApDGBVpZZY/s320/37228_407180959572_504354572_4110632_1057889_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Visit Jowell and Tin at their site&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://parpolised.blogspot.com/"&gt;Surprisingly Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-pagination: widow-orphan; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-PH" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wanna share your love stories too? 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I wish to share it with you. ---&lt;a href="http://www.mommyfleur.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fleur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;THE BACKGROUND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It all started in the summer of 1993, I was 13 and he was 15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt; asked one of our common friends in the village to introduce him to me. He started courting me and after a gang fight (literally with his friends in front of our house), we became a couple. Na-machohan kasi ako sakanya because I saw him fight with other guys kaya sinagot ko na! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I was his FIRST girlfriend. However, at that age, I wasn’t allowed to enter in an exclusive boy-girl relationship. But we tried to work it out. He sends me cards and letters through a friend of ours. He would call me at our house and I would talk to him for like 10 seconds because I was afraid my parents would catch me. I received my first ever blue rose from him. However, because we were still young that time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Ti
