<?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-1234951841231998520</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:01:24.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"ThE ReAL mE.."</title><subtitle type='html'>Here hides the real me...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1234951841231998520/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>a_chan_desu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02772451069510949167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vo-MUSreLnA/Sps1qZPqnrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bOXf2Xwm-Xc/S220/797.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234951841231998520.post-5154516734684216057</id><published>2009-10-21T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:13:45.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Angel and Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I would find a friend so great and a friend so kind I look up to you in every way 'cause I learn something from you every day.  Without you I don't know where I'd be but you're still here, friends with me you deserve so much more than I can give but without you I wouldn't live.  You've given me more than money can buy and for you I'd give my all and I would die This feeling I feel gets stronger every day hoping not to screw it up, I constantly pray.  I know we have our problems every now and then but once it's fixed our friendship is better times ten and I want you to know that I truly do care even in fights when I say things that aren't fair.  You're an angel from God up above and I'm thankful for your understanding love because when you're around everything seems right and for you, until the end, I will fight.  It doesn't matter what you do or say because you'll be my friend anyway I know the real you that's down deep inside and in you, I'll always confide.  Thanks for being the friend you are you're my best friend, an angel by far everything in you is an inspiration to do great and you'll be loved by all cause that's your fate!  So never stop being the real and wonderful you cause God shines through in all that you do and whenever it seems like I'm never there remember this: I love you and I'll always care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1234951841231998520-5154516734684216057?l=angelakawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/5154516734684216057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-angel-and-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1234951841231998520/posts/default/5154516734684216057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1234951841231998520/posts/default/5154516734684216057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-angel-and-friend.html' title='My Angel and Friend'/><author><name>a_chan_desu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02772451069510949167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vo-MUSreLnA/Sps1qZPqnrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bOXf2Xwm-Xc/S220/797.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234951841231998520.post-1502312617454595383</id><published>2009-09-16T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T19:07:24.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTMxNTMyMjQ5OTEmcHQ9MTI1MzE1MzIzMDkyOSZwPTI5MzMzMSZkPSZnPTEmbz*1MTNmYzc*Y2MyZjU*NmZlYjMwZTFjMWVjM2VlMmMxNQ==.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/ewualizer.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://videokeman.com/taylor-swift/you-belong-with-me-taylor-swift/"&gt;You Belong With Me – Taylor Swift Music Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/videokemanplay.swf" width="300" height="44" wmode="transparent" flashvars="playerID=1&amp;amp;bg=0xffffff&amp;amp;leftbg=0xCA4536&amp;amp;lefticon=0xffffff&amp;amp;rightbg=0xCA4536&amp;amp;rightbghover=0x999999&amp;amp;righticon=0xffffff&amp;amp;righticonhover=0xffffff&amp;amp;text=0xCA4536&amp;amp;slider=0x303030&amp;amp;track=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;border=0x666666&amp;amp;loader=0xC52C24&amp;amp;autostart=yes&amp;amp;loop=yes&amp;amp;soundFile=http://videokeman.com/dload/flv3/061209/Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me.vkm"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1234951841231998520-1502312617454595383?l=angelakawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/1502312617454595383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-belong-with-me-taylor-swift-music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1234951841231998520/posts/default/1502312617454595383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1234951841231998520/posts/default/1502312617454595383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-belong-with-me-taylor-swift-music.html' title=''/><author><name>a_chan_desu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02772451069510949167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vo-MUSreLnA/Sps1qZPqnrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bOXf2Xwm-Xc/S220/797.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.photobucket.com/albums/e159/normanski/players/th_ewualizer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234951841231998520.post-7503600118984259638</id><published>2009-09-04T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T03:17:31.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Devilishly, Exciting, Lovable, Intelligent, Naughty ANGEL..!</title><content type='html'>Everyone sees who I appear to be but only a few know the real me. You only see what I choose to show. There is so much behind this smile you just don’t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nowhere near perfect. I eat when I’m bored. I’m vulnerable to believing lies. I’m hoping that one day I won’t need a fake smile. I live by quotes that explain exactly what I am going through. I make up excuses for everything. I have best friends and enemies. I have painful memories and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m the girl who smile on her face when everything is going wrong but I’m the girl that can be in a crowded room and feel so alone. I’m the girl who tells herself everything will be alright but I’m also the girl who cries herself to sleep. I am the girl who loves so many people yet trusts no one. I’m the girl who seems to be the happiest girl in the world but deep inside torn and almost broken. I’m the girl whose searching for something that’s not even there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am always a mess. I can never keep my own secrets. I laugh too hard at stupid things. I live in the past, in the memories I have with the people I love. I am heartsick for all the things I can’t get back. It’s hard for me to define myself. I guess I am just a cliché, a person who loved too hard and didn’t get anything in return. I just want this person who has never given me second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a perfect girl. My hair doesn’t always stay in place and I spill things a lot. I’m pretty clumsy and sometimes I have a broken heart. My friends and I sometimes fight and maybe some days nothing goes right. But when I think about it and take a step back, I remember how amazing life truly is and maybe just maybe.. 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No commitment, just a romantic bond. Isn't it much sweeter and nicer when you both accomplished everything you want and yet you still end up together.:)"&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&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/1234951841231998520-750803370580384178?l=angelakawaii.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/feeds/750803370580384178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/2009/09/say-its-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1234951841231998520/posts/default/750803370580384178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1234951841231998520/posts/default/750803370580384178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelakawaii.blogspot.com/2009/09/say-its-right.html' title='Say It&apos;S Right'/><author><name>a_chan_desu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02772451069510949167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vo-MUSreLnA/Sps1qZPqnrI/AAAAAAAAAC0/bOXf2Xwm-Xc/S220/797.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1234951841231998520.post-4589611366397359804</id><published>2009-09-03T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T04:59:27.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vo-MUSreLnA/Sp-bSsJ_MGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XRZuXOJfv68/s1600-h/jjj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vo-MUSreLnA/Sp-bSsJ_MGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/XRZuXOJfv68/s320/jjj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377187225496662114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;E?well,im just who i am...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I AM NOTHING BUT I LOVE MYSELF&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;according to my friends, at first impression, they observe me as tahimik, mahinhin, lady-like, and parang prinsesa..hmmm..ol I can say! "the fact is u have to know me first"! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;then i will show u who I am...wel,I don’t think so what others may say about me. All I want to prove is that even in my way, I can be myself. God only knows who really am so don’t ever judge me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I’m an outgoing person, I used to talk with sense but it depends with the conversation and how I deal with others... I will work for my family, I will fight for my friends and of course I will die for God.. Normally, I'm the type of girl who has the insane energy level of a rebellious child (with a mind to match) but I adjust accordingly depending on who I come into contact with. I see myself as a social butterfly, able to be easily absorbed into almost any social group but ultimately never quite belonging to any particular one. I love to sing and draw… and these probably one of the things that can calm me down when I am in a bad mood. One of things that not a lot of people know about me is that I LOVE hugs, kiss on the forehead and holds hand... one can never give too many hugs, nor can one receive too many either. I'm actually quite easy to please; emotionally, and mentally. But at the same time I am unfortunately too eager to please others as well. I prefer seeing others being happy and satisfied, putting myself last if needed. And that is a weakness I'm currently trying to overcome. I hate when people purposely make me the focus of vicious and/or unkind jokes and/or pranks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Definitely I’m a friendly person, and that would bring me into a challenging world, having lots of friends with different behaviors, yet I’m proud coz I can handle myself with them...hehehe...sabi nga nila I can easily adopt the environment bcoz of my attitude of being kalog,(friendly dw in other word!....and besides I’m a crying lady...ang dali kong paiyakin at madali lng ako maasar lalo na pag c NIGHT ung nang-aasar saken..2mataas blood pressure ko..hahaha ...pro most of the time u will see me happy everyday even though dami problems behind me..but I admit sometimes I’m moody !!pro I’m a nice person ..hehe.. nakz aman!!!Some of my friends love me for being me kc khit san man ako ilagay, I’ll go for it...makamasa po e2...i hate social climber, maarte, feelerrrrrzzz, boastful etc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wel, I could be your good friend if u want! I hate 2 have enemies! Di ako comfortable...hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ey!! If I will be given a chance to meet others, maybe I need those people who are honest not only to me but probably to his/her self. I want to meet those person who is God fearing, fun to be with, has sense of humor, smart, responsible and sweet. Actually, the most important thing is she/he could let me be with myself. And of course kng about sa mga boys,,,hhmmm..I really like those who treat me good more than what I expect..syempre,mabait, understanding and faithful...But to all guys and gals...we might think that we should have to described who we want to meet, for it should be. But we just have to accept the reality that God only knows the best persons for us and we should respect for it. 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I don't think anyone is. I've made&lt;br /&gt;mistakes, and I'm proud to say that everything I made,&lt;br /&gt;taught me something new about life . Despite all the sh*t,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still standing, still sane.. a little broken, yet&lt;br /&gt;still able to stand on my two feet. My expriences define&lt;br /&gt;the complex person that I have become. My mind is&lt;br /&gt;constantly in movement, always thinking, always dreaming..&lt;br /&gt;trying to see beyond the present. I'm scared, but I'm&lt;br /&gt;brave. I'm weak, but I'm strong. I'm flawed, but I'm&lt;br /&gt;perfect the way God made me.. I know this through my real&lt;br /&gt;friends who's been there for me no matter what. Life can&lt;br /&gt;attempt to drown me up often, but somewhere inside me,&lt;br /&gt;there's a small fire that keeps on burning, that&lt;br /&gt;continually keeps me warm amidst the colder and darker&lt;br /&gt;half of life. 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