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<rss version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>see what you can make of me.</description><title>♥ bits and pieces of elay. ♥</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @akoposielay)</generator><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>don't hate me please. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I moved - again!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Please visit me here : &lt;a href="http://elayskie.sandman6665.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://elayskie.sandman6665.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I’ll see you there!!!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/69118324</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/69118324</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 17:06:54 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>don't laugh.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;i made the background. ;p&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i just felt like writing teenie bits of my life, some important places, dates and other what nots.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;hey, i said don’t laugh. why the smile?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68915000</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68915000</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 19:58:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>friendship. hate. love. and everything else in between.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question: What does it take for me to actually hate a person?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I think this is something I need to discuss for closure’s sake.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;First of all, I don’t go hating a person randomly, or just because I feel like it. I don’t snap a finger and tell you,&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; “That’s it, I hate you now.”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;And second, of my 21 years existence, I don’t remember actually hating anybody in that sense.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hate – for me, is a &lt;b&gt;deep human emotion&lt;/b&gt;. It is the end result of constant pain, disappointment and the like. Here’s the catch - I may get really, really mad at you for something that deeply affected me, but that doesn’t mean I hate you entirely.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I hope I got it all laid out – &lt;b&gt;I DON’T HATE ANYBODY&lt;/b&gt;. AT ALL.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Believe it or not.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;So I think, the better question here is : &lt;b&gt;What does it take for me to get really pissed off?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It’s when you know you’re doing the wrong thing and still you make yourself appear like you’re the most sacred person ever to set foot on earth. Admit your damn mistakes, it will not just lessen your burden, it will make it easier for others to forgive you, too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Say you’re sorry and make us feel that you really are.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;If I make mistakes – I apologize. I don’t care how silly I will look like, but the thing is, I apologize. I hope that you do the same thing.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;I don’t have anything else to say on this matter. I hope this settles all uncalled-for questions being thrown to me for these past weeks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Friendship means a lot to me - but friendship without trust, respect and understanding is something else. Maybe we should think twice about what happened and really focus on how to get things straigthened out. It’s for the best, for all of us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Let’s stop pointing fingers, please. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68849326</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68849326</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 11:38:24 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>morning bells. haha.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;This morning, Bob and I had a little talk about our something really important in our lives - our wedding-to-be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, it didn’t feel awkward at all - marriage is something we would have done before if only we had enough means to do it - and if we didn’t have to think of other things to prioritize.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We had to take our wedding plans aside eversince Mom asked our financial help. Bob didn’t hesitate, and we both decided to postpone our wedding plans and just have it in God’s perfect time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This morning, I asked him to think of one place that’s perfect for this celebration-to-be, hoping he’d answer the same place I have in my mind.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And yes, he did.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We both thought of that church in Nueva Ecija where we first went to mass together.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I know my Fernwood plans are over. Haha. But it’s worth it, I think it’ll really be cool to have our wedding at that church.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know you’re asking “WHEN?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Let’s save that for some other time, shall we? Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We have a business to run.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68685558</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68685558</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 18:20:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>i have a new theme...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;and it’s not working properly - yet. I still have to figure out some things. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-edit-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i messed it up even more. HALLPPP DADDYYY! :(&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-edit edit-&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i give up. why can’t i live a life without css and html? :( life would be so easy with wysiwyg sorta things, you know.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;»changing my theme for the nth time since i decided to blog again.«&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68659973</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68659973</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 14:39:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Grow up. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;People change. that’s one fact all of us should know by now.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68630106</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68630106</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 11:34:03 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"Distract yourself from worries today and you’ll see them more analytically later."</title><description>“Distract yourself from worries today and you’ll see them more analytically later.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; Friendster Horoscopes. (Wish it’s that easy…)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68609637</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68609637</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 09:35:13 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>3 hours and 30 mins to go...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It’s called a leap of faith.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68429865</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68429865</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 13:30:27 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Faith.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I have faith in God. I know he will give me the desires of my heart. I know that he knows why I want it that bad, and I trust that he’s the one who gives me all these positive feelings.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I tell people “I’m gonna have it soon,” it’s because I know I will have it soon, my faith drives me to be positive in that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Right now, faith is all I have. Faith is all I need.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;God will grant me the desires of my heart.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68283726</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68283726</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 20:11:38 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>toss.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I remember reading somewhere, “What will you do when faced with two choices? Simple. Just ‘toss a coin,’ it works. Not because it settles the question for you.. But because while the coin is in the air, you suddenly know what you’re hoping for.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope it’s that easy. I hope that when you are faced with two choices that are of the same worth to you, you can just close your eyes, toss a coin and run off with that decision.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why… when… how… did life get so complicated?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68256740</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/68256740</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 15:47:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>post xmas and new year what-nots.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Up to now, my friendster shout out still reads, “Where are you Christmas?”.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Christmas, to be honest, wasn’t exactly how I expected it to be. Mom failed to keep her promise of going home for the holiday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I learned about it just two days before Christmas, and somehow, the stubborn child in me still went on denial till Christmas eve, hoping that she would just magically appear infront of our house to cook Noche Buena for us and celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ with us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I heard my phone rang, I was able to confirm the reality - that for the 10th time, I’d be spending Christmas ON THE PHONE.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I shrugged the negative feeling out and whispered a little prayer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I reminded myself what Christmas is all about.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I prepared some of the food we cooked and asked Bob to give it to the security guards as our little gift for them. It was a great feeling when Bob said he heard one guard shout to another, “Pare, may biyaya tayo.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We slept after that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;New Year -Awesome.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I wish I know the name of the tricycle driver who made it really special for us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I gave him 100 pesos. When I told him to keep the change, he got shocked and said, “Mam, talaga po itong lahat na to yung bayad niyo?”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;His face was just too thankful and happy. It’s like I just gave him a million pesos.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I said, “Opo kuya, Happy New Year po!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He smiled again and said, “Happy New Year anak, maraming salamat!”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I realized, Christmas and New Year doesn’t really have to be HOW YOU WANT IT TO BE… It’s about sharing… of wanting to see other people happy… of extending a part of yourself to someone who needs it… and being happy just the same.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/67948974</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/67948974</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Jan 2009 00:00:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>once a part of you, it's there... forever.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I know, you may not be surprised about this comeback - but then, yes, I’m here - again.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Whoever said that once a blogger, always a blogger surely had 5-6 abandoned blogs beforehand. :p&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/67946938</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/67946938</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 2008 00:00:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>....</title><description>&lt;p&gt;….&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/56215087</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/56215087</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Oct 2008 08:48:38 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>something to think about for today.. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SON: ‘Daddy, may I ask you a question?’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DAD: ‘Yeah sure, what it is?’ replied the man.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SON: ‘Daddy, how much do you make an hour?’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DAD: ‘That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?’ the man said angrily.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SON: ‘I just want to know.. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;DAD: ‘If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour.’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SON: ‘Oh,’ the little boy replied, with his head down.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;SON: ‘Daddy, may I please borrow $10.00 ?’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The father was furious,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;‘If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behaviour.’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn’t ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;‘Are you asleep, son?’ He asked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;‘No daddy, I’m awake,’ replied the boy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;‘I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier’ said the man. ‘It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $10.00 you asked for.’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The little boy sat straight up, smiling. ‘Oh, thank you daddy!’ He yelled.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.  ‘Why do you want more money if you already have some?’ the father grumbled.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;‘Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,’ the little boy replied. ‘Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?  Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.’&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.    It’s just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.  Do remember to share that $20.00 worth of your time with someone you love.    If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days.    But the family &amp; friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.  And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than to our family.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/54479158</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/54479158</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 17:10:27 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>what could be more ironic...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;than…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a doctor with an incurable disease&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a lawyer convicted for life&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a writer without a biography&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;an athlete who sucks at oldschool games&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a childless midwife&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;a website designer with no website of his own&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;policeman who got robbed&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;a girl who’s got everything… but lacks the only thing/person she wants the most in her life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;oh well..&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/54449445</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/54449445</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Oct 2008 12:25:22 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Second Day of GetAmped Freeplay</title><description>&lt;p&gt;ooooohhhhh wish us luck.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my legs hurt from standing up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my throat hurts from too much shouting..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;but still,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thank You GOD for this wonderful blessing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;:D&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53916448</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53916448</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 17:25:00 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>Busiest Day Ever!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It’s like the number of customers from monday-friday all went here at the same time. It was the first time we didn’t grant free extension of up to 3 mins. People were reserving and eager to get their spot. Parang may rally sa labas kasi dun sila naghihintay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And as if it wasn’t enough, GetAmped games went here for an ambush free play. So needless to say, lalong dumami yung tao. Bukod sa pumupunta on their own, nagtawag yung getamped ng mga players.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We were too busy I didn’t even had the chance to pee… or forgot the need to. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was watching our server timer and downloading mp3s, printing, typing, scanning and developing pictures at the same time, while Bob did all the technical whatnots.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Di naman ako nagrereklamo, coz despite the stress, masaya naman. It’s fulfilling kasi we went past our quota for that day.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ang bad effect nga lang, nkatulog kami hanggang 9:30 am. Kala pa nga namin maaga pa eh, pagtingin namin ng oras,&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hala. Late na.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Haha.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53884073</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53884073</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 11:45:03 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>I do. Do you? Haha.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Last Tuesday, nakiusap samin ang soon-to-be kapitbahay namin na makikikabit sila SANDALI ng kuryente kasi may aayusin sila sa ginagawang bahay nila. And since gusto namin makatulong at ayaw naman namin masabihan na madamot, ok go. Tinuro ko sa kanila yung plug sa labas ng bahay namen. And then sabi ko aalis kami ng bahay kasi lagi kami nasa shop at si nanang lang ang naiiwan sa bahay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kahapon, whole day kami wala sa bahay. At kanina ko lang nalaman na nakisaksak pa rin pala sila kahapon whole day, tapos nung tuesday whole day din, tapos kanina, pag gising namin, nakasaksak na agad sa plug at take note, wala nang paalam paalam.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ok lang sana kung charger lang ng cellphone yung ginagamit nila dun. Pero no, drill at ceramic cutter ang ginagamit nila.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kumusta naman yun.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Although naniniwala naman ako na may hiya at delicadeza yung may-ari, yung mga gumagawa lang ang wala.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Actually, naniniwala talaga ako na kahit papano, lahat ng tao may hiya parin. Ewan ko lang if that’s a good thing or not.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ah basta, naiinis ako. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53725517</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53725517</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 12:15:47 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>"When I grow up I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star, I wanna be A MOVIES.
When I grow up I wanna see..."</title><description>“When I grow up I wanna be famous, I wanna be a star, I wanna be A MOVIES.&lt;br/&gt;
When I grow up I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have GRANNIES.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt; customer singing “When I grow Up” by pussycat dolls. hahaha. lolwtfbbq!&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53580099</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53580099</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 14:56:57 +0800</pubDate></item><item><title>i feel...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;so effin stressed out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ang daming iniisip. ang daming dapat gawin. ang daming dapat ayusin.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;shop&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;lupa&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;bahay at lupa&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;sarili ko&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;at kung ano ano pa.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;pengeng kape.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53545285</link><guid>http://akoposielay.tumblr.com/post/53545285</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Oct 2008 10:04:18 +0800</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
