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    <title>i want to know ME</title>
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      <title>TO HER</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/87.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 12:26:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
i'm saddened that you have to stoop that low so you can get his attention.
 
get over him. get over yourself.
 
like i said before. he was never yours. never will be...
 
that's just life.
 
you can't hurt us. no one can.
 
i'm sorry. it's not going to work.
 
hope you have a happy life... and may your dreams come true. without him.
 
God bless, dear. may you really get to know GOD... and may He forgive you.
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      <title>September 20</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/82.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 03:21:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Here I go...
Am I really, REALLY going to do it?
Tie the knot? Say my vows? Hello forever???
I have absolutely no doubts in my heart, soul &amp;amp; mind that I'm supposed to be with him. I love him to the core of my entity. (Ha-ha)
BUT...

Is this really it? Am I ready for everything in between?
The issues? The reality? The pain &amp;amp; suffering?
 
ON ONE HAND...
We do agree on a lot of things.
We're pretty transparent.
We talk about everything AND at this point in time, we're both loyal &amp;amp; honest.
 
SO...
What's stopping me???</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=82</comments>
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      <title>Seriously Considering...</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/81.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 30 Jul 2008 03:05:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>So... After almost 5 years, it has come down to this.
A tiny little angel has me considering about resignation.
PS. My first job. 
Right now, I'm actually only staying because of the team and the job that I do BUT at 6kilos, she now outweighs all 7 full-grown people on my team...
Nothing final yet. Will keep you posted.</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=81</comments>
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      <title>SONA</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/85.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 03:51:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Text for .50 cents???
How stupid does she think we are???
Hurray! Text costs less! All our problems will be gone!
Come on...
 
Just venting.</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=85</comments>
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      <title>FOR MY BOO</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/86.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 03:53:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Do I trust you?
Yes, I do.
After everything that happened between us. After everyone who got involved. After all the pain. All the tears.
I do trust you.
I choose us. 
I'm not even counting the chances anymore. I know you are worth each &amp;amp; every tear. 
Plus, I know that the joy you bring outweighs all the heart ache I ever had to go through or will go through.
I know you are making an effort to make me happy and I appreciate that. Thank you for being patient with me and for constantly proving how much you love me, though you don't have to do that anymore.
I know. I see. I feel.
I... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=86</comments>
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      <title>The Saddest Email From A Friend</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/80.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 03:46:59 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Since you're letting go, I need to tell you everything about: 

Why i cannot do Friendship...

Because I wouldn't know how to be your friend when we didn't start as friends.
because every time i'd ask you to do something and you can't, i'd get hurt.
because i still have the same feelings for you after all that we have said and done.
because i cannot be around you and not want to touch you the same way.
because I'd expect more out of that friendship.
because i was happy with what we HAD.
because i might fall in love with you all over again.
because i care about you too much.
because i want you... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=80</comments>
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      <title>Baby Love</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/83.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 03:28:01 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It has happened.
The inevitable.
I simply can not get enough of her. I want her all for myself. (Oh, I'll share her only with Tomo)
I am so IN LOVE with my daughter.
Everything she does is magic! Just like the song... Ha-ha.
She's the most adorable thing I've ever laid my eyes on.
One look at her and EVERYTHING disappears.
8 hours of sleep? What's that? Hahaha. And I'm fine with it. As long as she's there. As long as I'm holding her.
I worry about her when I don't see her and I still worry about her when I'm with her and I'm not looking at her! Hehehe.
This really must be love. It's... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=83</comments>
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      <title>huh??? a baby???</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/84.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 03:37:30 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Surprised?
When I think back to my childhood, I really never thought that I'd have a FAMILY. I always dreamt of having my own kid but never the whole deal.
But here I am. 25 and something months after, with my own baby &amp;amp; a man I love.
I do not regret doing anything. I wanted all of this to happen. If there was anything that I feel sad about, it's that there are a lot of people who looked up to me and I feel their disappointment. I hope to be able to make it right someday.
Please do not condemn me or my family. I knew everything that I was doing. You can't blame me if I didn't believe... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=84</comments>
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      <title>terminal (a short story)</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/79.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 05 Sep 2007 03:08:05 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>napansin ko sya isang araw nung ako ay pauwi na. sa terminal ng bus sa may buendia. hindi ko alam kung ilang araw na syang nakaupo dun pero naaalala kong nakita ko na sya dun.
maputi na ang kanyang buhok, kahit sa malayo ay alam kong kulubot na ang kanyang balat. nakalugmok sya sa upuan sa tapat ng bilihan ng donuts. hindi gumagalaw. dina-daan-daanan lamang. ni hindi ko alam kung humihinga pa sya.
gusto ko sana syang lapitan. tanungin kung meron syang kelangan ngunit dumating na ang bus na aking sasakyan kaya sumakay na ako... bukas. tutulungan ko sya bukas. mabigyan man lang ng kahit ilang... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=79</comments>
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      <title>si egay (a short story)</title>
      <link>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/archive/78.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 03:07:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>ang pangalan nya ay egay at sa murang edad na walong taon ay alam kong minahal ko sya. nakita ko na ang kinabukasang kong kasama sya. kung ilan ang anak namin. kung anong hitsura ng bahay namin. meron kaming isang sasakyan at naka-uniporme sya tuwing papasok sa trabaho.

nakakatuwang bata si egay. yung egay na nakilala ko noon. malimit kaming maglaro sa labas ng bahay namin. tatakas sya sa bahay nila para lamang makipaglaro ng taguan o takbuhan. depende sa kung ano ang mapagkasunduan. kahit siguradong lalatiguhin na naman sya ng tatay, sige pa din sya. hindi na nadala. minsan nag-alala ako... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://hiddenteardrops.blogdrive.com/comments?id=78</comments>
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