<?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-10857768</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:11:35.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love you Kacie...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-112255435524398656</id><published>2005-07-28T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T05:56:03.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Forgive me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;...Forgive Me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you forgive me again?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I said&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't mean to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard the words coming out&lt;br /&gt;It felt that I would die&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so much to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you look at me&lt;br /&gt;You're not shouting anymore&lt;br /&gt;You're silently broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd give naything now&lt;br /&gt;To cure those words for you&lt;br /&gt;Each time I say something I regret&lt;br /&gt;I cry "I don't wanna lose you"&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I know that you will never leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you were made for me&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'll make you see&lt;br /&gt;How happy you make me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live this life&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side&lt;br /&gt;I NEED YOU TO SURVIVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay with me&lt;br /&gt;You look in my eyes and I'm screaming inside that 'I'M SORRY!!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you forgive me again&lt;br /&gt;You're my one true love&lt;br /&gt;And I never meant to hurt you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-112255435524398656?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/112255435524398656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=112255435524398656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/112255435524398656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/112255435524398656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/07/forgive-me.html' title='...Forgive me...'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-112255087267765895</id><published>2005-07-28T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T04:41:12.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-112255087267765895?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/112255087267765895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=112255087267765895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/112255087267765895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/112255087267765895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-111684832485549592</id><published>2005-05-23T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T04:38:44.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamcute/15263062/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos10.flickr.com/15263062_8ff5184661_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamcute/15263062/"&gt;Once upon a time...&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/adamcute/"&gt;adamCute&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;kinwentuhan ko cya...nakatulog cya...&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-111684832485549592?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/111684832485549592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=111684832485549592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111684832485549592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111684832485549592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/05/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time...'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-111684784644735723</id><published>2005-05-23T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T04:30:46.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kame ng honeybunch ko</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamcute/15262145/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos14.flickr.com/15262145_4afadbbd58_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamcute/15262145/"&gt;Kame ng honeybunch ko&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/adamcute/"&gt;adamCute&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ang saya&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-111684784644735723?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/111684784644735723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=111684784644735723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111684784644735723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111684784644735723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/05/kame-ng-honeybunch-ko.html' title='Kame ng honeybunch ko'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-111313969489161609</id><published>2005-04-10T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T06:28:14.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>adamkacie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamcute/8979234/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos4.flickr.com/8979234_e3f2c74914_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/adamcute/8979234/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/adamcute/"&gt;adamCute&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ang cute namen jan!!!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-111313969489161609?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/111313969489161609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=111313969489161609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111313969489161609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111313969489161609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/04/adamkacie.html' title='adamkacie'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-111054445096772156</id><published>2005-03-11T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T04:34:10.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;haller!!! ako'y lubos na nagpapasalamat sa gumawa nito...sana'y alam mong mananatili kang may NAPAKALAKING bahagi sa puso kong ito...patnubayan ka nawa...hanggang sa muli!!! *mwah!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-111054445096772156?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/111054445096772156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=111054445096772156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111054445096772156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111054445096772156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/03/haller-akoy-lubos-na-nagpapasalamat-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-111053900141403491</id><published>2005-03-11T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T03:03:21.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---KAcie ay LAgi Kong inAAway---</title><content type='html'>Kacie sorry!!! lagi na lang kitang inaaway!!! parang nag walang kwenta ko manliligaw!!! sorri!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;:( sorry. mapatawad mo sana ako&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-111053900141403491?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/111053900141403491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=111053900141403491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111053900141403491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/111053900141403491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/03/kacie-ay-lagi-kong-inaaway.html' title='---KAcie ay LAgi Kong inAAway---'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110959025024287217</id><published>2005-02-28T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T04:24:32.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Prom...bow...</title><content type='html'>Hello!!! ang saya nang prom namin ni Kacie!!! siya ang first at last dance ko!!! ang saya ko!! haha...pero ang lungkot ng first dance namin...para sa akin...ay hindi naman sa malungkot...seryoso lang... marami rami rin kaming pinagusapan nung first dance. ewan ko ba kung tumagal yon ng 2 o tatlong kanta na senti... pero matagal. ang lungkot ko nga lang nung mga sumunhod na kanta dahil...paano ko ba sasabihin...umm..yung...ano..yung alam niyo yung feeling...na...umm...basta!! may hindi ako nagawa na dapat kong ginawa!!! at ang dami kong kasalanan sa kanya!! wala man lang akong binigay na flowers..o kaya wala manlang akong ginawa na pagbati na "ui honeybunch!" o "ang ganda naman ng asawa ko..." di ba ang sama ko? Mahal ko...kung ano pa man ang masama kong nagawa sorry na!!! Sorry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...buong gabi iniisip ko kung paano magsasalita at sabihin lahat ng gusto kong sabihin. ayaw ko na ngang sumayaw para makapagisip ng malalim e...pero dahil sa urge ng saya ng sayawan nakisayaw na rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;then may nangyari. sinasayaw ko si mj non...tapos patapos na yung kanta...then napalingon ako dun sa direction ng table namin...nakit ako si kacie nakatayo tapos sabi ko kay mj, "ui mj, teka ha, walang kasama kadate ko..." tapos takbo ako sa kanya. e tumalikod siya, niyakap ko siya. "my honeybunch" "my one and only honeybunch" then humarap siya sa akin tapos pag taas ko ng ulo ko, nakit ako sina monci yata..basta tinutulak si david sa direction ni Kacie...wow.nagulat ako...ang sama pala ng dating ko. ang dating e ayaw kong ipalapit si kacie kay david..kaya umalis na lang ako...naglakad lakad sa gitna ng mga taong nagsasayawan...lahat sila either kasama yung friends nila o kayakap ang mahal nila...haaay...wala lang...I felt lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nakita ko si Bessie...sinayaw ko siya...&lt;br /&gt;Simula non ayaw ko nang sumayaw. Si eileen naman ang todo suporta. isa siyang tunay na kaibigan. Hindi kasi ako ang last dance ni kacie e...si gab. Kaya yun nung si eileen dapat ang last dance ko...sabi niya kay gab habang kasayaw si kacie exchange partners daw. kaya naging last dance ko si Kacie...na naging useless din dahil  di ko pa rin nagawa yung husto kong gawin...ang last song...Let the Love Begin.&lt;sori&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110959025024287217?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110959025024287217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110959025024287217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110959025024287217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110959025024287217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/ang-prombow.html' title='Ang Prom...bow...'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110958938456978664</id><published>2005-02-28T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T03:16:24.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---this is where I start my formal gift for kacie for our Monthsary this Feb 20 2005 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110958938456978664?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110958938456978664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110958938456978664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110958938456978664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110958938456978664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-where-i-start-my-formal-gift.html' title='---this is where I start my formal gift for kacie for our Monthsary this Feb 20 2005 :)'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110876481623311278</id><published>2005-02-18T14:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:29:30.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam and Kacie</title><content type='html'>Firstof all, I' like you to know how I feel about you, how I care for you, and how I love you...it's more than anything can surpass...its more than loving myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110876481623311278?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110876481623311278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110876481623311278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110876481623311278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110876481623311278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/adam-and-kacie_18.html' title='Adam and Kacie'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110876772120706583</id><published>2005-02-18T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:28:02.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Encouters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5021830/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5021830_939dd1b7e2_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5021830/"&gt;beautiful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our first enccounter struck me as if she were a powerful lightning&lt;br clear="all"&gt;Of course I am in love with Kacie. I am sure I love that baby quite as truly, quite as tenderly, with greater purity and great disinterestedness that can enter into the best love of a later time of life, High and ennobling as it is. I am sure my love raised up from something round that black lovely eyes of a lady, which etherealized and made a very angel of her. If any sunny afternoon, she had spread a little pair of wings and flown away before my eyes, I don't think what I would do and how I would feel when the one and only angel of my life had left.&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha...quite poetic am I not? I don't know...such particular skill comes out when I am madly in love with someone...well...in this case...&lt;br /&gt;I first met her when we were in our first year at Quezon City Science High School...well...quite remote...I've got a crush on her and...honestly, I'll tell you this...the feeling was not intense...perhaps because my innocence as a child has not left my whole being, or maybe having a crush with someone is not new for me, for I have lots of them when I was in elementary (haha, quite innocent right?).&lt;br /&gt;Well...I can never remember the details anymore, but one thing's for sure...She's my first love in my high school life. And I first told Alex Lim, my close friend back then, about my feelings about her. And the next day, I was shocked when all of Becquerel ( my section at that time) knew about it...grrr...what a shame for Alex, how come such secret came out to everyone...well I just hope the secret never reached Kacie's knowledge. But unfortunately...it did...i think so.&lt;br /&gt;It was only then I knew of Claudio's feelings for her (he's a classmate and a close friend of mine, back then). He's also in love with her, but I never took it too seriously, but the problem was with him, for he took it very very exaggeratedly seriously that he even challenges me in a sort of competition...that we whoever gets the highest scores in most of our quizzes, he will win. Well win what? I don't know...well...innocence kills. But of course, I'm too brilliant that he can't defeat me even once, but when some time comes when he gets a quiz score higher than I got, he smiles and brags it out aloud in front of me. Ha! I don't care actually, He's exaggerating things!!! I mean, Did he know the meaning of the word 'crush' and its difference with the word 'love'?&lt;br /&gt;But the time came when I really realized what are my true feelings for Kacie. It was during a play in our English time, Kacie played a role of some sort of a singer who was in full costume singing Only Hope by Mandy Moore, she walks about the room singing with her beautiful voice...and there came a part when she sat in Claudio's armchair. Claudio hides behind a smile because of that...and I became completely, absolutely...jealous. Well that's the reason why I always have the tendency to think of Kacie everytime I hear a Mandy Moore song.&lt;br /&gt;For a record, it was the first time I felt such a great feeling of intense jealousy ever since my birth. Caludio looked at me...and then, I can't remember what I did next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110876772120706583?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110876772120706583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110876772120706583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110876772120706583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110876772120706583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/first-encouters.html' title='First Encouters'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110876866374187549</id><published>2005-02-18T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:27:32.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>notice me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5022543/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5022543_468f178d26_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5022543/"&gt;notice me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are times that I can hear her or her friends talking about david...and it hurts...i thought she've got a crush on David...which I later found true...&lt;br clear="all"&gt;In all the famous love affairs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lovers have to struggle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In garret rooms away upstairs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lovers starve and snuggle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They're famous for misfortune which&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They seem to have no fear of&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;While lovers who are very rich&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You very seldom fear of&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha..very nice poem... As have said, here comes david to the scence...perhaps to have a more thrilling story and to have a third party and call it a love triangle...well well well... seems like fortune's playing games with me. the news of Kacie being in love with david spread...grgrgrgrgrgrgrgr...And then all around me are talks and talkabouts about them..moreover, I got very very close to luika, one of her friends and everytime Luika and I come home together, there's no moment that she never opened a topic about David and kacie!!! Hmmm...it was only then I suspected my feelings about kacie...crush pa rin ba yun?...I don't know!!! I...felt like banging my head on the floor...am I in love???well...it kind of...bothered me for a very very very long time until I realized...its really love...well what happens next... better wait...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110876866374187549?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110876866374187549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110876866374187549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110876866374187549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110876866374187549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/notice-me_18.html' title='notice me'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110876887873670799</id><published>2005-02-18T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:27:00.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Floating in nowhere</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5022540/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5022540_6cbe339b0d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5022540/"&gt;Floating in nowhere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then somewhere in the blank of nowhere, I fell broken...and it hurts&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it really feels destiny's playing not-so-good games on me!!! I don't know if it is in the third or fourth quarter but I really know that there came a time that the class decided to change the seating arrangements... and KAcie's chair is just an aisle and a chair away from david! Hmm...any suggestions? Destiny favors who? David or me?????? well...you know what I did that time? I ignored everything as if I don't have any feelings with Kacie,I always talk to Anna L.(I sit beside her at that moment) and to Luika and we talk we laugh and we were happy...well I hope so...But I wish no one noticed my feelings then, and I hope I acted too good for them not to notice my agony. Agony...very appropriate word...or is it? I don't know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110876887873670799?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110876887873670799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110876887873670799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110876887873670799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110876887873670799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/floating-in-nowhere.html' title='Floating in nowhere'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110879271015676771</id><published>2005-02-18T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:26:22.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For some Interruptions, I'd just like to offer this poem to my one and only honey bunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5033475/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5033475_2ac614c2f1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5033475/"&gt;hina&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Kassandra,&lt;br /&gt;You wait little girl on an empty stage&lt;br /&gt;For fate to turn the light on&lt;br /&gt;Your life little girl is an empty page&lt;br /&gt;That men will want to write on&lt;br /&gt;You are fifteen going on sixteen baby its time to think&lt;br /&gt;Better beware be canny and careful baby you're on the brink&lt;br /&gt;You are fifteen going on sixteen fellows will fall in line&lt;br /&gt;Eager young lads and roues and cads will offer you food and wine&lt;br /&gt;Totally unprepared are you, to face a world of men&lt;br /&gt;Timid and shy and scared are you of things beyond your ken&lt;br /&gt;You need someone younger and wiser telling you what to do&lt;br /&gt;I am fourteen going on fifteen I'll take care of you...&lt;br /&gt;You are fifteen going on sixteen you know that you're naive&lt;br /&gt;Fellows you meet may tell you you're sweet and willingly you believe&lt;br /&gt;You are fourteen going on fifteen innocent as a rose&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor dandies drinkers of brandies, what do you know of those&lt;br /&gt;Totally unprepared are you, to face a world of men&lt;br /&gt;Timid and shy and scared are you of things beyond your ken&lt;br /&gt;You need someone younger and wiser telling you what to do&lt;br /&gt;I am fourteen going on fifteen I'll take care of you...&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110879271015676771?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110879271015676771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110879271015676771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879271015676771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879271015676771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/for-some-interruptions-id-just-like-to.html' title='For some Interruptions, I&apos;d just like to offer this poem to my one and only honey bunch'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110879681227958394</id><published>2005-02-18T05:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:25:53.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oli Impan</title><content type='html'>Now, I'll tell you the saddest part of my life...that day...oli impan... I remember the day when we were doing our Science Investigatory project in our room that you will be entirely disgusted in looking in it if you are a visitor: scraps of papers all around the floor, spilled paint at the part of the floor near the lockers, the floor at the back part of our room wet because of the water that spilled while pouring it in the big blue basin (to test whether the styrofoam boat inside it can float). Matchsticks at every corner of the room--in short, it's really really messy!!! Well, we are expecting classes will be suspended even if no announcements were made because of the celebration of the Science Week and we jumped to the conclusion that the teachers will let us do our projects for the upcoming Science Fair. But unfortunately, Ms. Gapas, our English 1 teacher came and said that we are going to have our regular class for English. Some of my classmates said bad words but, as for me, considering that is Ms. Gapas, I thought she had the reason to hold a class, so I never complained. I don't know if it was her or Ms. Tina (a student teacher) asked us to open our ComSkills 1 book and open it to a certain page but I'm sure one of them did. The problem is, I don't have my book with me so I decided to share one with a classmate. When the page was opened, the first thing I saw was the title "Oli Impan." Whatever it is, I don't know its meaning, maybe its an Indian or Indonesian dialect. Then we had some activities on the book and when all things had been said and done, I don't know what exactly happened next but I can remember Ms. Gapas explaining to us that we will have a presentation of the one-act play entitled Oli Impan in the English Week. Wow! that's interesting! I love plays and acting...its my favorite activity. She informed us that there are two main characters...a boy, and a girl. She asked for some nominations after describing the main features of the main characters. At that moment, I'm feeling very very sleepy. I bowed my head and rested it on the armchair, closed my eyes... THEN TO MY SURPRISE, I heard my name, I lifted my head and found three names on the board: Adam, Timothy, Reynan. Good heavens what's this??? I looked at Timothy who was the one I'm sharing a book with and asked what's that, he answered we were one of the nominated for the lead role. I smiled. It's okay for me if I will be the chosen one... The three nominated were asked to stand up and read a part of the play. aAfter all the three of us had read a particular script, the votation was done...and...I won!!!!!!! Now the nominations for the girl was open...and Kacie was one of the three choices...my heart beat faster than a jet. What if it would be her? KAcie and I? Well what's my problem? We're okay now. We even call each other "asawa" and have many stories about our wedding etc and all that, well what's the matter? I've always longed for adventure to do the things I never dared, Now here I am facing adventure, then why am I so scared? The votation was done...and...Kacie was the one... My heart almost fell, I can't stop smiling and looking at her and she looking back at me...wow...the happiest moment of my life...This is so peculiar...at last, fortune is at my side!!! Then the happiest days of my life came when we were together practicing for the play, practicing lines, the styles, some other pakulo, making lighthearted taunts, laughing now and then, acting out as if we had just gone from the mental hospital and things like that...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know...but it seems like destiny really gets angry when I am feeling very very happy , for it won't let me further be happy...because the night before the presentation day, something tragic hapenned... The afternoon before the presentation day, I came home very exhausted because of the exhausting whole day practice. When I came home, the first thing I looked for was a can for my can toy as a prop for the next day, I went to the nearby store to ask for a one, I bought some strings and looked for a hammer and nail. I was excited to make the toy and almost made a fool of myself just because of my excitement. Then I was put to work...but there's something wrong, my stomach aches. Well, I never put much attention to it because I know that sooner or later, the ache will be gone...all I have to think of is the play tomorrow...with Kassandra!!! But after some time, my stomach is exaggerately aching so I decided to take a sleep and I supossed the pain will be gone when I wake up in the morning. But I woke up in three in the morning and still the pain is there!! I can't stand up straight because my stomach really ache if I do so! And I'm feeling really dizzy! I went to wake up my mother and said my condition, I was crying because of the excruciating pain, sat on a sofa and there I slept again. I woke up and my stomach still aches. Then there were phone calls from luika, gerald, and from kacie...I don't know how they knew my condition... I was informed that the play was at eight in the morning. i looked up on the clock: ten minutes to six. i really really wanted to go. But my stomach doesn't want to! I was crying then, not of the pain but because of the misfortune! HOW CAN THIS BE HAPPENING TO ME!!!!!!! I have no choice but stay and abandon my classmates...I was brought to the hospital where I received proper medication...when I was brought home the same day, I was informed by my sister that the role was played by someone else...who? DAVID.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110879681227958394?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110879681227958394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110879681227958394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879681227958394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879681227958394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/oli-impan.html' title='Oli Impan'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110879732116475002</id><published>2005-02-18T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:25:06.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUr Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5033507/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5033507_a185a8b0d1_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5033507/"&gt;honeybunch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what we call each other :)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;Well this is where I will end my tragic love story when I was in first year. And I will open the next chapter of our life. Events in our second year was not that significant...or not significant at all...the only notable event is that somehow, destiny had payed back its debt by putting me in the same section where kacie was. I was supposed to be a BEcquereL 2 and she was Avogadro 2 but something happened and I was promoted to Avogadro 2 where I can take a very good look at my Kacie. We even called each other Honeybunch :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110879732116475002?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110879732116475002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110879732116475002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879732116475002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879732116475002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/our-name.html' title='OUr Name'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110879817602819040</id><published>2005-02-18T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:24:28.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do I love Thee?</title><content type='html'>How Do I Love Thee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I love thee?&lt;br /&gt;Let me count the ways.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the depth&lt;br /&gt;and breadth&lt;br /&gt;and height&lt;br /&gt;My soul can reach,&lt;br /&gt;when feeling out of sight.&lt;br /&gt;For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the level of everyday's&lt;br /&gt;Most quiet need,&lt;br /&gt;by sun and candlelight.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee freely,&lt;br /&gt;as men strive for Right;&lt;br /&gt;I love thee purely,&lt;br /&gt;as they turn from Praise.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with the passion&lt;br /&gt;put to use In my old griefs,&lt;br /&gt;and with my childhood's faith.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose&lt;br /&gt;With my lost saints,--&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!--&lt;br /&gt;and, if God choose,I shall but love thee better after death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110879817602819040?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110879817602819040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110879817602819040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879817602819040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879817602819040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-do-i-love-thee.html' title='How do I love Thee?'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110879826295935930</id><published>2005-02-18T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:23:13.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare to Boast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dare to boast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage&lt;br /&gt;Thy merit hath my duty strongly knit,&lt;br /&gt;To thee I send this written embassage,&lt;br /&gt;To witness duty, not to show my wit:&lt;br /&gt;Duty so great, which wit so poor as mine&lt;br /&gt;May make seem bare, in wanting words to show it,&lt;br /&gt;But that I hope some good conceit of thine&lt;br /&gt;In thy soul's thought, all naked, will bestow it;&lt;br /&gt;Till whatsoever star that guides my moving&lt;br /&gt;Points on me graciously with fair aspect&lt;br /&gt;And puts apparel on my tatter'd loving,&lt;br /&gt;To show me worthy of thy sweet respect:&lt;br /&gt;Then may I dare to boast how I do love thee;&lt;br /&gt;Till then not show my head where thou mayst prove me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110879826295935930?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110879826295935930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110879826295935930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879826295935930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879826295935930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/dare-to-boast.html' title='Dare to Boast'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110879851856944352</id><published>2005-02-18T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:22:14.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oli Impan...the Tagalog Version</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;OLI IMPAN &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alberto Florentino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Tauhan:&lt;br /&gt;Batang Lalaki (BLalake), 5 taong gulang.Batang Babae (BBabae), 4 na taong gulang&lt;br /&gt;Panahon:&lt;br /&gt;Kapaskuhan ng 1958 .&lt;br /&gt;Pook:&lt;br /&gt;Sa Binondo, sa isang pook na tinatawag na "Casbah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAUNAWA:&lt;br /&gt;(English version)After the liberation of Manila, thousands of squatters lived in the slums of Binondo.&lt;br /&gt;The place was known as the "Casbah" where lived the landless and homeless poor of a city ravaged during World War II and the liberation of Manila in 1944.&lt;br /&gt;On Dec. 20, 1958, 5 days before Christmas, Mayor Villegas evicted the "squatters," relocated them far from the prime real estate of the city, and dumped them in either Welfareville or Sapang-Palay.&lt;br /&gt;To this day, 43 years later, Welfareville is still home to thousands of second- and third-generation squatters descended from the original families routed from the "Casbah."&lt;br /&gt;(Notes revised and updated 12/2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SCENE:&lt;br /&gt;A slums area close to a building of several storeys.&lt;br /&gt;A low wall cuts across the stage, separating the squatters from the business section of the city.&lt;br /&gt;A 4-year-old girl in tattered dress sits at one end of the low wall. Offstage are heard sounds of commotion of people and the noise of houses being demolished by hired workers and carried away by trucks.&lt;br /&gt;Offstage a mother's voice is heard berating her son for standing in the way.&lt;br /&gt;The 5-year-old enters the stage pulling a toy car made of empty milk cans linked together and tied to a string.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is the Tagalog version of the play, with stage directions in English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BatangBabae. (looking around her) Me sunog ba?&lt;br /&gt;BatangLalake. (stops pulling his toy) Ha? Ano 'kamo?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Sabi ko, me sunog ba?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. (goes on with his playing) Wala! Walang sunog.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. (looks toward the street) Me sunog siguro.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Sabi ko na, wala e! Ang tigas-tigas ng ulo mo!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Meron! Meron!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Pa'no mo nalaman? Me nakikita ka bang usok? Me naririnig ka bang bumbero? (he runs around, pulling his toy and imitating the noise of firetrucks) EEEEEEE!!!!!!! Ang sarap kung me sunog, ano?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. (worried) Kung walang sunog, e bakit nilalabas natin ito (points to their belongings)&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Mangyari pinalalayas tayo.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Paano mo nalaman?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Sabi ng Nanay ko.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. At sino'ng nagpapalayas sa atin?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ang gobyerno.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano ba'ng "gobyerno"?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ewan ko.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ba't di mo tinanong ang Nanay mo?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Nakalimutan ko e.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit naman tayo palalayasin ng gobyerno?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Mangyari, gobyerno'ng me ari nito. Iyan, 'yan, at lahat ng 'yan.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Aba, atin 'to, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. 'Yung mga bahay siguro. Pero 'yung lupa, di atin.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Aba, hindi! Atin din 'yun!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Di atin ang lupa!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Atin! Ating lahat 'to!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Hindi sabi e!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Atin! Atin!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Pa'no naging atin 'to?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Di ba ang tagal na nating nakatira dito?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Oo, pero di ibig sabihin atin 'to.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Kung di atin 'to, alin ang atin? Alin?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Wala!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Kung palalayasin tayo, saan tayo lilipat?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ewan ko sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit, kayo, me lilipatan ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Wala rin. Pero di bale. Me trabaho'ng Nanay ko.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. S'yanga?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Oo!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng trabaho ng Nanay mo?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Manghuhula.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng manghuhula?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Yung humuhula---'yung bumabasa ng kamay ng mga tao.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Kamay? Bumabasa ng mga kamay?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Oo.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Para ano?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Para malaman n'ya kung ano'ng mangyayari bukas.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Alam n'yang mangyayari? Babasa lang ng kamay?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Oo.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. (shows her hand) 'Tung kamay ko, mababasa n'ya?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Para ano?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Para malaman ko kung saan kami titira bukas.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Di n'ya mababasa ang kamay mo.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ba't hindi?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ang liit kasi. At ang dumi pa.&lt;br /&gt;(BBabae wipes her hand on her dress)&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. 'Tsaka, ang binabasa ng Nanay ko, kamay lang ng mga lalake.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Mga lalake lang? Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Sila lang ang nakikita ko e.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit nga!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ewan ko. Dahil siguro malaki'ng mga kamay nila. Madaling basahin.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Pa'no n'ya nababasa ang kamay? Parang komiks?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Siguro.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit, di ka ba nanonood?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Hindi.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ayaw n'ya ako'ng papanoorin. Pinalalabas ako at tinatarangka'ng pinto.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Sinasara'ng pinto? Pa'no s'yang nakakabasa sa dilim?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ewan ko. Basta nagagawa n'ya.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Di ka sumusilip?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Hindi.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Sasampalin n'ya ko.&lt;br /&gt;(a commotion outside: shouts and curses amidst sounds of demolition)&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano 'yun? Ano'ng nangyayari?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. (stands up and looks out) Ewan ko. Di ko makita e. 'Lika, tingnan natin!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. 'Yoko!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ba't ayaw mo?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Sabi ng Tatay ko, huwag akong aalis dito.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. O sige, ako na lang!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. (suddenly frightened) H'wag! H'wag mo 'kong iwanan!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Natatakot ako e.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Sa'n ka natatakot? Kanino?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ewan ko.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Paano natin malalaman kung ano'ng nangyayari?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. H'wag na lang. Dito na lang tayo.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Pero gusto kong makita e. (stands up) 'Timo! 'Lika! Kitang-kita rito!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng nakikita mo?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Tingnan mo! Ang mga tao---&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng ginagawa nila?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Sinisira nila! Sinisira nila---&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ang ano?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ang mga bahay natin!&lt;br /&gt;(Sounds of demolition)&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Sino 'kamo'ng sumisira?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ang mga tao! Mga mama! Meron silang mga martilyo't bareta!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. 'Alang pumipigil sa kanila?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Wala!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit? Saan ang mga pulis?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Naro'n! Ang dami nga nila!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng ginagawa ng mga pulis?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Wala!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Di nila pinipigil . . .?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Hindi.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng ginagawa nila?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Nakatayo lang sila.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ewan ko.&lt;br /&gt;(A big commotion: shouts, curses, chases)&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano na'ng nangyayari?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. (excited) Me isang mama! Pinipigil niya ang mga taong sumisira . . . Hayun! Aba! Ang mga pulis! Pinipigil nila ang mama!&lt;br /&gt;(a man screams)&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. (screams) Tatay ko! Tatay ko 'yun! (covers her ears and cries) Tatay ko 'yun!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. (surprised) Tatay mo? Tatay mo 'yung mama?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Oo! Ano na'ng ginagawa nila sa Tatay ko? Sinasaktan . . .?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Hindi! Hinuhuli lang! . . . Hayun, nahuli na s'ya! Tinatali ng mga pulis ang kanyang kamay! Tinatali ng bakal . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng ginagawa nila sa Tatay ko?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ayun! Ipinasok sa puliskar!&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. (screams) TATAYYYYYY!!!!! TATAYYYYY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Tigil na 'yan! Di ka naman nila maririnig. (she cries)&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. (comes down to the ground) Ba't ka umiiyak? Tumigil ka na.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Sasaktan nila ang Tatay ko.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Di nila sasaktan ang Tatay mo.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Pa'no mo nalaman?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Basta alam ko. 'Lika, kumanta na lang tayo.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Di ako marunong e.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ang dali-dali. Ha'mo, kakanta ako, pakinggan mo 'ko, ha?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. O sige. (wipes her tears)&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. (sings) Saaylenay . . . Oolinay . . . Oliskam . . . Olisbray . . . Ranyonberginmaderentsayl . . . Oliimpansotenderenmayl . . . Slipinebenlipis . . . Slipinebenlipis . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ganda ng kanta mo.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Narinig mo na 'yan, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Oo, pero di ko alam kantahin. Sino'ng nagturo sa iyo'ng kumanta?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. . . . di ang Nanay ko.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng ibig sabihin ng kanta? Di ko maintindihan e.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Inglis kasi.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Tungkol sa ano ang kanta?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Tungkol sa D'yos. 'Lam mo, sabi ng Nanay ko, ipinanganak daw ang D'yos sa 'sang kwadra.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ano'ng kwadra?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. 'Yun bang tirahan ng mga kabayo't mga hayup.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Totoo? E di ang baho doon! Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Bakit ano?&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit do'n sila ipinanganak?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Mangyari wala sila'ng matir'han.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Bakit? Mahirap lang siya?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Baka.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ang ganda talaga ng kanta mo. Kantahin mo uli, sige na.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Kantahin natin . . . tayong dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Pero di ko alam e.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Gayahin mo lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. 'Wag mong bibilisan, ha?&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. (sings) Saalenay . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Saalenay . . .&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Oolinay . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Oolinay . . .&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Oliskam . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Oliskam . . .&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Olisbray . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Olisbray . . .&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Ranyonberginmaderentsayl . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Ranyon . . . di ko masasabi 'yun.&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. H'wag na lang 'yun. (sings) Oliimpan . . . h'wag na rin 'yun. (sings) Slipinebenlipis . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Slipinebenlipis . . .&lt;br /&gt;BLalake. Slipinebenlipis . . .&lt;br /&gt;BBabae. Slipinebenlipis . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110879851856944352?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110879851856944352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110879851856944352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879851856944352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110879851856944352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/oli-impanthe-tagalog-version.html' title='Oli Impan...the Tagalog Version'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110880031183286190</id><published>2005-02-18T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:21:35.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5039287/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5039287_4cc3b97b14_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5039287/"&gt;grrr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hate this picture so much that I even thought of deleting this in their friendster account if I can do so!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110880031183286190?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110880031183286190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110880031183286190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110880031183286190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110880031183286190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/grrr.html' title='grrr'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110880035135920967</id><published>2005-02-18T03:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:20:50.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OkFC FALL!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5039286/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5039286_1485f39caa_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5039286/"&gt;OkFC FALL!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No SUch Thing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110880035135920967?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110880035135920967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110880035135920967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110880035135920967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110880035135920967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/okfc-fall.html' title='OkFC FALL!!!'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110881654116005221</id><published>2005-02-18T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:20:04.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>swastika</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5045998/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5045998_e32860f0b6_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5045998/"&gt;swastika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the logo I made for Swastika, the name of the barkada I am with. With members Gerald, Jay, Anna, Kathy, Clara, Cleo, Me..and Kacie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110881654116005221?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110881654116005221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110881654116005221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110881654116005221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110881654116005221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/swastika.html' title='swastika'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110881677897411509</id><published>2005-02-18T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:19:19.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>janine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5045996/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos3.flickr.com/5045996_8d09f06d7c_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5045996/"&gt;janine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Janine...there came a time that I loved her more than I loved Kacie...&lt;br clear="all"&gt;Here comes Janine...Truly...there really came a time that I loved her more than I loved Kacie...Well...the first time we met, I already appreciated her beauty, I smile everytime she says hi or hello to me... she says funny jokes and I really appreciate all of them...she have distinct differences with Kacie. Then... I fell in love with her...wow...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I almost forgotten KAcie when something happened... I just supossed it happened because God really want sus for each other( how feeling am I!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well..guess I don't have to say much about this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110881677897411509?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110881677897411509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110881677897411509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110881677897411509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110881677897411509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/janine.html' title='janine'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110882043178313930</id><published>2005-02-18T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:18:30.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kassa's gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5047752/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos5.flickr.com/5047752_f13cd68f16_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5047752/"&gt;kassa's%20gift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is beautiful! I love this gift!!!&lt;br clear="all"&gt;Last Valentines day, Kacie gave me this gift..haha...I love this one, its the thing I wanted the most ever since I knew the release of Evanescence's Anywhere but Home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha...many things happened last valentines day...but its not time for me to say it to anybody...for a reason... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110882043178313930?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110882043178313930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110882043178313930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110882043178313930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110882043178313930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/kassas-gift.html' title='kassa&apos;s gift'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110882256339775253</id><published>2005-02-18T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:17:20.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First ym talk...</title><content type='html'>This is our first talk in Yahoo mEssenger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kacie: panu pmnta s blog mo?&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: ui ms toni!!!&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: wag po muna di pa pot apos e...haha...sabihan ko na lang po kayo...cguro po tomorrow...kamusta na po?&lt;br /&gt;Kacie: cno to?&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: adam po&lt;br /&gt;Kacie: dimm b tlga ako kilala?&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : di mo b tlga ako kilala?&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: Ms toni.&lt;br /&gt;Kacie: ndi ako c mis toni..&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: cno po?&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: KASSA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie: c kassaganda..&lt;br /&gt;Kacie: dui?!&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: Wow!!! Ang saya ko na!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : nyak!!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : anu panu pmnta s blog mo??&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: pls. wag pa...bukas na lang..pls&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : eh gsto ko na ngaun...&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : ttgnan ko n nga ung kay gab...&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : un lng kc ung lam ko png blog eh..&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: cge na nga para sayo...&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : yehey!!!&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: http://www.infinitecatharsis.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : nyak ang status mo!!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: promise magulo yan!!!!&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: Kacie...ummm...&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : wat?&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: wala...&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : nyak!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : wala k dyan!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : nu b un??&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;br /&gt;Kacie has selected the "Falling Hearts" IMVironment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kacie has selected the "Falling Hearts" IMVironment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: ummm...&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: aaa...&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : sppechless!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : gnda ng blog mo..&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : touch ako!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : kassandra ka dyan!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : pngit ko s pic adam!!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: hndi maganda naman a!!!&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: as in beautiful&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: kahit kailan di ka pumangit sa paningin ko&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : nyak!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik:&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : bad ka..&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : lakas mo ah!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik:&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: ui...umm...&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: kasi...&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: pwede...&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: umm...&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : nu b??&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: ang hirap&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: i mean&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: ay!&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: kasi..&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : okei..kng yaw m sbhn di wag...&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: wag ka magalit...mahirap lang talaga&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : di me glit!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: ayan na edit ko na..punta ka ulkit sa blog ko&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : okei..&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : anu bgo dun?&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : di ko mkita...&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : sowee..&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: wala haha!&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : nyak!&lt;br /&gt;matang_nanlilisik: ui kakain muna ako...bye...be back in 10 mins&lt;br /&gt;Kacie : okei..&lt;br /&gt;Kacie :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110882256339775253?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110882256339775253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110882256339775253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110882256339775253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110882256339775253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/first-ym-talk.html' title='First ym talk...'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10857768.post-110882377779669438</id><published>2005-02-18T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T14:16:42.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam and Kacie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5049913/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://photos4.flickr.com/5049913_006acc6c22_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82772463@N00/5049913/"&gt;Adam and Kacie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/82772463@N00/"&gt;adamkacie&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br clear="all"&gt;guess I'll always be her honebunch forever...Happy Monthsary Kacie!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10857768-110882377779669438?l=iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/feeds/110882377779669438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10857768&amp;postID=110882377779669438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110882377779669438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10857768/posts/default/110882377779669438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iloveyoukassandra.blogspot.com/2005/02/adam-and-kacie_110882377779669438.html' title='Adam and Kacie'/><author><name>I Love You Kacie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11627633607197092104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
