<?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-3962995872262008663</id><updated>2011-11-28T10:07:30.566+08:00</updated><category term='sweetest downfall'/><category term='truth'/><category term='last shift'/><category term='analysis'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='closure'/><category term='tears'/><category term='emo'/><category term='see you soon..'/><category term='another blog from my hacked multiply acct..'/><category term='post from my hacked multiply acct dated april 25'/><category term='love'/><category term='2008'/><title type='text'>sports girl's corner</title><subtitle type='html'>this is about my life.. 
my journey to my success.. (haha!)
everything that i have been through.. 
everything that i am.. 
everything that i can give..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-7441725964876125832</id><published>2011-02-12T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:17:55.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fait Unravel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a believer.&lt;/span&gt; And when I say such, it means I stand firm for my faith and not my religion.  I accept the teachings of the church but more to that, I understand the enlightenment He is showing me. I respect the stand of the church but I admire more His sincerity in serving His people. Having a religion is way too different from having a strong and unbreakable faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey in discovering what faith really means was tough. I had to unleash myself from what it seemed like quick sand of weaknesses and disappointments. It was a Herculean battle between my ego as a worldly person and His voice directing me to the right but tormenting path. It took time before I tossed away my mundane attitudes and finally gave up myself and everything else to my Mighty Creator. It was hard to turn my back from what used to be my world but in the end, it was the best decision I ever made in my entire life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are observant enough, you will, for sure, pin- point what’s wrong with people’s belief. Inside the Holy House, you see people earnestly praying for their petitions. They look so sincere in praising and worshiping Him. Seeing them can make you say, “wow, these people have a very strong faith in God”. But the truth is, they’re like Pharisees praying in loud voices just to amaze people. Empty tin cans with a nice cover to woo the “not-so-strong-faith-people”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, these kinds of beliefs don’t last long. Sooner or later God will work His way into your life. He will slap you big time for you to realize that you’re leading yourself to your early death- a meaningless death. He will pull you out in your chosen life and will put you in an even harder experience- a challenge that looks like a maze with no ending. He will do these things to hurt you, to wound you. He wants to see you bleeding. He wants all of these not because He is happy seeing you getting hurt but because these are the only ways for you to appreciate the value of looking up to Him. And when such time in your life comes, learn to open up your heart and mind for the changes God wants to take place. Don’t resist the enticement of God’s Holy Grace. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Instead, have a reaction like magnets- when He is calling you, you should have no other reaction but to be attracted to Him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, standing firm with your new faith is not easy. There are times that you will step backward and you will feel like you can’t do it- that you can’t surrender yet your worldly character. You don’t have to be rattled, you just simply need to kneel down and pray. Ask for guidance and resistance from temptation. No need to worry that you might go back to your old self. Just like how God waited for the perfect time to change you, your full acceptance of what God wants you to do will come- in His own perfect time. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And when you finally accepted God’s definition of faith, that would be the only time for you to realize the real purpose why God took time to design your life. Yes, you do exist for one unique purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith is not about how well you follow your religion’s teachings and laws. It’s not how loyal you are in attending church activities. It’s not how often you visit your church or how many Saints you are praying to. Faith is all about your conviction to God’s unending grace and forgiveness. It is about how well you will reject all other thoughts and just focus your heart and mind to God. But more importantly, faith in God is the most powerful armor we have to keep us going in life when everybody else is asking us to retreat and just give up. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Faith will never fail us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-7441725964876125832?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/7441725964876125832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2011/02/fait-unravel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/7441725964876125832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/7441725964876125832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2011/02/fait-unravel.html' title='Fait Unravel'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-1740868106594593248</id><published>2010-10-20T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T14:06:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Letter to God</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr. God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SK and Barangay Election is just a blink of an eye away.. And I know that every candidate wants to win.. But why is it that they are being cruel just to get what they want? And worse they are doing rude things in front of our youth.. Why is it that they are so desperate to win when all they have are false reasons to serve our town? They are only after the power and glory that being a politician gives.I always believed that the youth are the hope of this nation but how can they fulfill this duty when as early as now, they are being blinded by the fake definition of LEADERSHIP. They are being CONTROLLED by UNCONCERNED individuals. Why on earth these kinds of people existed? Why were these youth put on the wrong hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. GOD, You know all the questions and concerns I have in my heart. You know how much I really care for these young people and that I don't want anything for them but the best. Please enlighten their hearts on what is SK Election all about and why it exists. Please open their hearts so that they can let You in and purify their intentions for running. Please light their way so that they may not get blinded by the false guidance EVIL PEOPLE is giving them. Please please please save them as early as now so that they will not be like those leaders who have CORRUPTS MINDS and BULL CRAP INTENTIONS. Mr. God I'm lifting all these concerns I have in my heart and mind. And I know that You'll answer my prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-1740868106594593248?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/1740868106594593248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-letter-to-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/1740868106594593248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/1740868106594593248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-letter-to-god.html' title='My Letter to God'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-7854220298131643937</id><published>2010-10-18T11:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T12:02:54.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Open Letter for MY PYM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TLvGWuqllOI/AAAAAAAAADg/phhrLKhBC7o/s1600/edited112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TLvGWuqllOI/AAAAAAAAADg/phhrLKhBC7o/s320/edited112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529231061313492194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to start. I don’t know what to say. My heart is overwhelming with all the good memories you’ve brought into my life. My mind is overflowing with all the lessons that you taught me. But I guess I need to organize my thoughts and start writing down what I want to tell you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m writing to you guys because I’m leaving already. I’m leaving not because I don’t want to be with you anymore but because I’m going back to Manila to work on my desired career. Honestly, I don’t want to leave. I hate counting the days and realizing that I only have a week to stay here. I’m really hoping that time would freeze or rewind itself. But that’s too far from reality. I guess this is the price that we have to pay as we get older. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a splendid year for this group. In my how many years of serving the Lord I can’t remember an instance that the youth ministry was sustained this long. This is the first time that it survived for one whole year and I’m really happy about it. Besides my family and friends, youth are the next people closest to my heart. Not because I used to be one of you guys but because I feel grateful having to share all life’s lessons to me. I love it when you share your problems with me and I get to help you with all the advices I can give. I’m so honored everytime you thank me and tell me that I was a great help for your concerns. I’m very well pleased everytime I see all of you smiling. Just simply happy. You just don’t know how joyful I am when I’m with you guys and everytime we’re complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking care all of you is not easy. Honestly, somehow, you guys are big pain in my ass. Most of you are super “kulet” especially when everybody is present. Sometimes my patience is about to snap but I always tell myself that it’s not everyday that we get to see each other especially now that several of our members are already in college. Sometimes I also get tired of reminding you not to do this and not to do that. I feel like you don’t listen to me but then again I realize that when I was at your age I acted the same way. That’s why no matter what you do guys, just like how your parents act, I will keep on bugging you until you learn what you have to learn. Sorry but I’m your ate and I don’t want you to go the wrong direction. I don’t want you to follow the footsteps of those youth whose future are now as dark as hell because nobody guided them. I’m so attached to PYM that I only want what’s best for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a reminder by the way. For those members who are running for this year’s SK Election, please guys, no fighting. No personal attacks. If you’re gonna make your campaigns, speeches or whatever you need to do for your candidacy keep in mind, that you belong to one group. ALL OF US are sisters and brothers in CHRIST. And the bond that we have will not be ruined because of this election. WHOEVER will throw a personal attack on their opponent, I swear I will kick your ass out of this group. Do you get that people? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TLvDlDuI5cI/AAAAAAAAADA/Q3BIJqSrtbo/s1600/edited21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TLvDlDuI5cI/AAAAAAAAADA/Q3BIJqSrtbo/s320/edited21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529228008948819394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I’m lost with my thoughts again. I don’t know how to end this letter. But I guess I’ll just end it by thanking each of you for keeping this organization alive. Thank you for going an extra mile just to serve not just PYM but Him as well. Thank you for entrusting your life to PYM and to us. Thank you for a one whole year of execeptional memories. As I journey without you guys beside me, I will treasure these things in my heart. And I will forever be grateful for having to meet all of you. Always keep in mind as well, all the things that we taught you. And if you need someone to lean on for your problems and someone to share your happiness, you know where and how to find me. ALL OF YOU are such wonderful creations of GOD. I love you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t give Kuya Bonn, Ate M.M, Ate Grace Ate Lala Ate Lota and Ate Shalani headaches this coming YBD ha? Behave. Be good. Okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-7854220298131643937?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/7854220298131643937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2010/10/open-letter-for-my-pym.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/7854220298131643937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/7854220298131643937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2010/10/open-letter-for-my-pym.html' title='An Open Letter for MY PYM'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TLvGWuqllOI/AAAAAAAAADg/phhrLKhBC7o/s72-c/edited112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-2378916048661158779</id><published>2010-10-04T13:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T14:06:39.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Own Definition of VICTORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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I have mixed emotions. Sad. Happy. Anger. Hatred. I guess that’s how it feels when one wanted things to turn out okay but unfortunately, wish was not granted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Game 3 denied..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TKltTtgJY8I/AAAAAAAAACw/05GneX0Bn2s/s1600/5043301539_72ba19a35c_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TKltTtgJY8I/AAAAAAAAACw/05GneX0Bn2s/s320/5043301539_72ba19a35c_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524066603345994690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My, or should I say, OUR TAMARAWS just lost to the EAGLES. A heartbreaking loss. Everyone or at least the FEU Community and other fans were expecting for a do or die game on Saturday but unfortunately the more experienced Eagles hawked down the exceptional Tamaraws. If I may, I would say that their game was a battle between experience and talent. For five years FEU was not able to reach the Finals compared to Ateneo who had a trip to the Finals several times and won the championship two years in a row. Our veterans never had a taste of how it is to play in crucial games like Game 2. Yes, they have the talent, they are good, they have a great team effort but these things were not enough to melt down the inevitable knowledge and skills Ateneo garnered. Nevertheless, eventhough FEU was denied in their bid for Game 3, the important thing was, they got to experience how to play in the Finals. From there, they can start to rebuild the broken TAMARAW spirit and start to digest EVERYTHING they learned from their defeat. So that next season, they will not just have the talent and aspiration to win, but also, they have the experience that will drive them to FINALLY bring back the trophy to Morayta.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;No game-fixing..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Game 1, articles flooded the internet saying that FEU did their best to be defeated and that the game was “benta”. I strongly disagree on that. I have two points to raise on this matter. First one, Ateneo is way ahead of FEU when it comes to experience. They have been to the Finals couple of times and some of their veterans belong to the championship team. From that, FEU is the underdog. Most of their veterans never seen action in the Finals. And as they always say, “iba pa rin kapag finals”. Everyone is back to zero come championship games. It does not matter whether you’re the top team or the defending champion. For the Finals game, it is a matter of experience and the ability not to let pressure eat you up. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Talent counts but familiarity on how Finals is being played dictates the story. Second point, if the game was really “benta” then who are we going to blame? All FEU players did not play their usual game. No one was consistent. Everyone was shocked on how Ateneo started their run. So does that mean, EVERYONE sold the game? Then the culprit must be very very&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;rich because he/she was able to buy the whole team. Kudos to them then!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a simple reminder for those who are doubting FEU, unless you have PROOFS that the game was “benta” then that would be the only time for you to write all your accusations. But no one yet is proven guilty so please stop bullying OUR TAMARAWS. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;Heart of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a Tamaraw..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I admit, I’m sad that we did not win the championship but more to that, I am grateful because the TAMARAWS were able to bounce back from that embarassing Game 1 setback. Like what I always say, a &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TKltjjixEyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hW96l0HHFcs/s1600/5043927548_20676aaebf_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TKltjjixEyI/AAAAAAAAAC4/hW96l0HHFcs/s320/5043927548_20676aaebf_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524066875550536482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TAMARAW will never bow down to defeat without putting a good fight and they just showed that. They did not give up until the end. They did their best to beat Ateneo but the Eagles wanted the crown as much as we do. For me, the TAMARAWS pulled out a great game and they deserve our praises. They are worthy to be RESPECTED on and off court. And I know that the other teams, not just Ateneo, are clapping their hands for how they played just to keep our hopes alive. We should not blame anybody for what happened, what’s done is done and we just have to continue supporting them. They need us now more than ever. For the TAMARAWS, your loss will not change anything. We are still proud of you guys and you will always be the BEST TEAM for us. FEU community will never get tired of cheering for you and we will always be happy for whatever achievement you can bring to our Alma Mater. And no matter what happens, just like what a friend said, OUR HEARTS WILL ALWAYS BLEED GREEN AND GOLD. We are proud to be TAMARAWS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;***********************************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Photos courtesy of INBOUNDPASS.COM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-2378916048661158779?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/2378916048661158779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-own-definition-of-victory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/2378916048661158779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/2378916048661158779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-own-definition-of-victory.html' title='My Own Definition of VICTORY'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TKltTtgJY8I/AAAAAAAAACw/05GneX0Bn2s/s72-c/5043301539_72ba19a35c_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-2648162775039915288</id><published>2009-03-10T17:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:37:41.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div face="courier new" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: courier new; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbYw4_Au3WI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ciNggFbxpKs/s1600-h/DSC00324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbYw4_Au3WI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ciNggFbxpKs/s320/DSC00324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311486566075391330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes! Finally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Haha! I have been wanting to post a blog regarding my trip to Singapore but I was too busy sending my resume online and going to companies for a walk in interview. But sad to say, lady luck was not on my side. I'm still jobless here. But again, I still have two weeks before my visa expires so i guess that would be enough time for me to find a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Going back, Singapore is a very nice and clean place. Not even a very tiny candy wrapper is scattered. Dried leaves are the only "mess" that you will see around. People here are much disciplined. Well, I guess you really have to be that way if you are living in the so called "fine city".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;With my two- week stay here I can say that I was able to adapt easily to their way of living. People here usually take the MRT and buses to reach their destination.s For their MRT, they have three lanes- green, red and purple.  For each lane there would be an interchange where people can ride to a different train so that they can travel to a different lane. Example, from our place, if I want to go Bugis( Green Lane), i just need to ride the MRT( Admiralty Station- Red Lane) and alight in City Hall Station. This station has an interchange which means that it has both red and green lane. So i just need to alight from the train and transfer to the train across it so that I will be able to reach Bugis station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For their buses, you need to memorize the bus number that will take you to a particular place. For example, from our place, if i want to go to woodlands to attend the mass, i will just take bus number 913, alight in Woodlands station then take another bus, 912 which will stop just across the church. Are you confused now? Haha! Well i was. It's really hard to understand by just listening to the instruction. You have to experience it yourself so that you will learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And by the way, Singapore has its own version two-decker bus. Haha! I was able to ride one already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbZM4Em114I/AAAAAAAAABA/iNz0mY_tlqw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbZM4Em114I/AAAAAAAAABA/iNz0mY_tlqw/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311517336723117954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh! I almost forgot, for both the bus and the mrt, one mode of payment is being used. It is called top up. It is the same with the lrt card it's just that, the top up is like a cellphone that you need to recharge so that you can continue using it. This is more convenient because you will not be needing to get money in your wallet every now and then every time  you will be paying for your fare. before you ride the bus or mrt you need to swipe your top up and you will do the same thing when you alight. You will be able to see how much balance you have everytime you swipe your top up and you will also receive a message stating that if you already need to re-load your card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Next will be the places where I have been. First will be in Orchard. We went a day after the pay day so a friend treated me. We went to Food Republic to eat. This is like our food court back home. Most of the foods are chinese and thai. I'm not a fan of those types of foods but i gave it a shot. Ate mimi ordered Prawn Noodles. And honestly, it's one of the best that i have ever tasted though it's a bit spicy because of the chili sauce. I have a picture of it but that was after I ate.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbZQmq1e9II/AAAAAAAAABI/NkQ-RMl7kyg/s1600-h/singapore+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbZQmq1e9II/AAAAAAAAABI/NkQ-RMl7kyg/s320/singapore+001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311521435793945730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I forgot to take a picture of it before I had a mouthful of it. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;By the way, unlike in the Philippines, each food stall offers different types of foods. If you chose to sell Korean Foods you need to stick with it. They also have a different stall for drinks. You need to buy your drinks separately. I guess that is a smart strategy so that everyone will be able to sell their products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Another thing about their foods, most of it are spicy. I guess that explains why several of the people here, well, do not smell good. Really! When i say they don't smell good, they honestly don't smell better than someone who has not taken a bath for three days. Ugh! Disgusting. And I am really discussing this when I am talking about food. Great! Haha! Going back with foods, I have not really tasted much of their cuisines since it is very seldom that we go out. Plus the fact that I have limited budget, I can't afford to just spend my small amount of money for food. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbZYFh1i-6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/QCWpkOJC_ak/s1600-h/singapore+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbZYFh1i-6I/AAAAAAAAABQ/QCWpkOJC_ak/s320/singapore+028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311529662535629730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm. What else can I share. Oh! I was able to see the boutiques of two famous names for bags, Chanel and LV! But I did not dare enter. Haha! I might like some of the bags and I will just get just frustrated since I can't afford to buy one for now. Haha! How ambitiuos can I get? Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And just so I will have a remembrance, I took a picture of  the facade of each boutique. Just for keeps! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In orchard as well, I was able to eat their own version of dirty ice cream. The flavored ice cream was sandwiched in between two crunchy wafers. Yum! It costs one Singaporean Dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be going to Sentosa this coming Sunday with my aunt.I'm really excited because I will finally be seeing the famous Merlion and will be able to ride the cable ride. Hope it will not rain on that day. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I guess that's it for now. I have not been to lots of places yet since like what I said I am saving my money for more important things. Maybe if I get lucky and I will get hired, will earn my own money again, then I can just go ahead and explore the whole Singapore. Haha! Till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*For more pictures, please check my friendster. You will see everything there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-2648162775039915288?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/2648162775039915288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-finally.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/2648162775039915288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/2648162775039915288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/03/yes-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/SbYw4_Au3WI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ciNggFbxpKs/s72-c/DSC00324.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-304350728858906230</id><published>2009-02-11T05:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T05:48:25.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='see you soon..'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last shift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>last shift.. last day at convergys..=(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;It's 12:04 in the morning. Philippine time.. It's just barely six hours and im out of here.. Feels great to finally get out of hell as I told a friend a while ago.. But at the same time,I feel awful because I will be leaving my fellow devils behind.. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been 1 year 8 months and 7 days.. This is how long I have stayed with my call center family.. with that very brief span of time I was able to enjoy every bitter- sweet moments they had offer.. I have accepted everything that came with working in the most popular job in Philippine history.. I can say that for almost two years, this has been my life.. and I will surely miss each of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not name names already, but you know who you are.. I am very thankful and honored that in my lifetime I met wonderful people like you guys.. I will remember everything I learned from you and all the memories we had.. Keep in touch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may sound funny giving so much attention to this but I guess I am one those very emotional people that once I got so attached to something, saying goodbye is very hard .. Well, goodbye is not the case here anyway... I will go overseas, leave everyone behind but just like how the song goes.. somewhere down the road, our roads are gonna cross again.. see you soon! Take care everyone.. I'll do the same.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I have just filed a leave of absence for more than a month and I am expected to come back on April 1, 2009.. But as much as possible i don't want to be here anymore.. I don't want to waste my one month stay there only to return here.. I will do my best so that I can find a better job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I really want.. I am not holding back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me guys.. I will be needing lots of it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-304350728858906230?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/304350728858906230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-shift-last-day-at-convergys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/304350728858906230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/304350728858906230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-shift-last-day-at-convergys.html' title='last shift.. last day at convergys..=('/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-1767837396803211613</id><published>2009-02-09T06:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T07:06:34.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='analysis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>personality exam.. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;What's your personality love style?&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love,  and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could  really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's  personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't  meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though,  you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;website:http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test80.aspx?q=802&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-1767837396803211613?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/1767837396803211613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/02/personality-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/1767837396803211613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/1767837396803211613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/02/personality-exam.html' title='personality exam.. =)'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-8082975438088592612</id><published>2009-01-26T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:57:41.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetest downfall'/><title type='text'>just some old memories..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;me and my friends went to attend the mass at 7pm. after that, they cooked pancit canton and some tuna nuggets or whatever you call that. i was not able to help them because i was on the phone, busy chatting with someone. 30- minute later, they called me to eat dinner .and so i ended the call. went to the dining area and ate off course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;while eating, my best bud started reminiscing again about her ex.. or should i say her sweetest downfall just to quote her.. she is still sad.. even if she smiles you can still see that it's not the same smile she used to give everyone.. and then she suddenly remember the letter that she made for that guy which she never gave.. this made me remember of the letter that i gave him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;don't get me wrong.. im not up for another drama.. i was laughing when i shared my story regarding that letter.. well, it's not really funny because during that time, i have not written anything yet but my tears started falling like rain.. non- stop.. maybe because during that time "goodbye"was the hardest thing for me to do since i was not ready yet.. but i guessed, since we have already closed that part of our lives, it was easier for me to move on..  now that i feel better, all of those sad, stupid memories were just another funny thing for me.. i mean, i never anticipated that i'll be laughing at myself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;this led me to conclude on one thing.. closure is very important for both parties to move on.. let me quote what a dj said, really cant remember what radio station was that, "kung paiiyakin mo ang isang tao, kung iiwan mo siya, siguraduhin mong alam niya ung dahilan kung bakit xa umiiyak at kung bakit mo siya iniwan.. dahil mas madali na sa kanya para mag move on kasi alam niya kung ano ung mga bagay na dapat niyang iwasan o kalimutan.." i was smiling while listening to what this dj said.. i was lucky somehow.. even if we ended this way, he did not left me hanging.. he ended it in a way that i would not need to ask questions anymore.. no more "whys" or "ifs".. maybe that is why even if for just a month, i was able to get back on track.. im glad that he was gentleman enough to face me and tell me that everything has to end.. im not left of what could have been.. and for that one, a million thanks to you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;and for you my friend.. just be strong enough.. i know how much you're hurting now.. but i believe that in God's time.. you will find your way back to your old self.. someone who is strong and confident.. someone much better than before.. we will alwayd be here for you.. and by that way.. if crying would be an avenue to somehow release some of the pain that you feel.. you know where to look for me.. =) you take care.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-8082975438088592612?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/8082975438088592612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-some-old-memories.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/8082975438088592612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/8082975438088592612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-some-old-memories.html' title='just some old memories..'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-8594810519531915478</id><published>2009-01-19T07:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T03:58:53.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;well.. here goes nothing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;it has been like years to me already.. i guess that’s how it feels when you’re trying to forget bad memories in the past. . that is one good mechanism for one to heal.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;honestly, i feel better now.. it was a good thing that i took time off from work.. i went home to tarlac.. i hang out with my highschool friends.. met old schoolmates.. it was great! i almost totally forgot about what happened here.. until this day came that i have to meet him to give back his things.. we were not able to spend much time together for some reasons but that’s okay because i had my friend to keep me company.. what made me cry that day was when i opened the gift that he gave me.. we were in jollibee, i slowly opened the starbucks paper bag and inside was one of shirts that he usually wear at home.. with the scent of his perfume that i love most.. i cried not because i’m sad that he was leaving but because i never expected that he will give me something and the best part, it’s something that he uses everyday but he decided to give it to me.. i know it’s mushy but i guess i am just a sentimental person.. haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyways.. that fateful day was the last time that i cried.. we went home.. hang out with friends again.. i’m not really expecting that i will be receiving an email from him.. happily, i replied back.. maybe i got at least three emails from him.. and then another “made-up” story happened. i don’t want to reiterate what happened but for all i know, i now him that much and that he would not do such thing.. but right there and there i ended whatever connection we have as requested by “him” or probably “her”.. i thought that was the end of it.. but i was wrong again.. a blog was posted about me.. how desperate i am to have him.. i was running after him.. ugh! i don’t even know where that came from..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;let’s just say.. insecurity is a disease and there is no medicine for it.. if you're ugly, no matter how you try to smile, you are still ugly.. if &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt; just an ordinary individual that cant even make heads turn, no matter how you try to dress up just to be “maporma”, you’re still ordinary.. and even if you won over me, that does not change anything.. yes you have him but you are still so desperate to keep me away from him.. why? because you are threatened by my existence.. by just thinking that i am pretty and you’re not, that i am sexy and you’re not, that i am intelligent and you’re just average, you will really go crazy.. you keep on pushing the issue that i am ugly.. suit yourself miss! if that will make you at peace .. enjoy! but i am assuring you, when you see me someday.. i will prove you wrong..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for your blog, you’re just making a fool out of yourself.. you're a graduate, you're a professional, you were raised well by your parents as you said, why don’t you act like one? do you think he will be proud of you with all those things that you’re doing? think.. before it’s too late for you.. i want to meet you.. but i don’t want to see you in an asylum.. you take care! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-8594810519531915478?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/8594810519531915478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-thought_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/8594810519531915478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/8594810519531915478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-thought_19.html' title='just a thought..'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-6153020730887746556</id><published>2009-01-19T07:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:21:30.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another blog from my hacked multiply acct..'/><title type='text'>it's over.. the crossroads with hell... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt; &lt;p&gt;i am left with no choice.. and so be it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i never imagined that things will end up this way.. it's not what i am expecting at all.. i did anticipate that it will come to this point but not as bad as this.. it's hell! yeah right.. being taken for granted was the last thing on my mind that's going to happen but here i am.. left alone.. this is the sweetest thing that happened.. all this time, after going against everything, still not worth it... still not enough... or am i just too good?! yeah.. hell yeah!!! im too good.. i accepted everything... but i just want to let you know that im still human.. i do give up as well.. i tried not to, i really did.. but i guess it's but right for me to give space and time for myself.. for me to be able to breathe.. for me to be able to think... and for me to regain myself again... i trusted.. but it was not taken care of.. now, would i learn to trust again? yes, i will.. but not now.. not tomorrow.. not with the same person.. i dont want to be friends at all.. maybe not for now.. now i am ending this... it's over! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i tried.. but this will be the first and the last... crossroads with hell! =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-6153020730887746556?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/6153020730887746556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-over-crossroads-with-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/6153020730887746556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/6153020730887746556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-over-crossroads-with-hell.html' title='it&apos;s over.. the crossroads with hell... =)'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-7686955724169893578</id><published>2009-01-19T07:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:20:48.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another blog from my hacked multiply acct..'/><title type='text'>where do broken hearts go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it seems that there are a quite few people who are asking this question.. but really... where do broken hearts go? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;some say that broken hearts go nowhere... nowhere? maybe.. but then i think broken hearts go to this certain place where they can heal themselves.. a place where they can try to unwind and forget the pain that they are feeling.. a place wherein they have enough breathing space to let go of the biggest "sigh" that they have inside... a place where even for just a while, they can cry out their pains....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;breaking your heart is not easy... it will never be easy.. there are lots of questions that are left unsaid.... there are lots of "why's" and "what if's" that are waiting to be answered.. sometimes you even feel that you are not worthy of anything.. you even come to a point wherein you blame yourself for the misery that you are feeling... sad... but no matter how much we try to forget the feeling of pain and agony it keeps on coming back everytime we see or hear things that link us back to that one thing which broke our hearts... it will take some time.. a little more time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the saying goes.. time will heal all wounds... yes... give it some time... give it a little more time.. it will not do you any good if you will be rushing things... let things fall in their right place... at a rigth time... go out! enjoy life... there are lots of wonderful things out there that you can try to explore... hang out with friends... watch a movie.... write what you feel.. do things that will help you ease the pain.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dont get caught up with your problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; smile... hope.. pray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;there is more to that... just give it some time.. a little more.. much more time.. the wounds will heal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, where do broken hearts go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll know... when you get there.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-7686955724169893578?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/7686955724169893578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-do-broken-hearts-go.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/7686955724169893578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/7686955724169893578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/where-do-broken-hearts-go.html' title='where do broken hearts go?'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-5144301057899031784</id><published>2009-01-19T07:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:20:02.735+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another blog from my hacked multiply acct..'/><title type='text'>two different worlds...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;two different worlds.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;sometime in the future, we will go separate ways.. not really a goodbye for the both of us but just a "temporary" hello to our own separate worlds.. it hurts to think that someday we will have to go through this but hopely that situation will be a way for us to realize the real worth, real feelings that we have for each other.. the road out there is still blurry.. not certain what will happen, not sure of what lies ahead of us.. but i know deep in our hearts, there is a little spark of hope that in the end, there will be an "us".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;let's cross the bridge when we get there.. well, this one will be a very long journey.. like what they say in Filipino, "kung tayo sa huli, magiging tayo talaga.. " Soon, you will be going out in your own world, same with me.. a world wherein we dont have each other.. a world wherein both of us will just be another face in the crowd.. a world wherein we dont need to think about anyone but ourselves.. a world wherein we always wanted to be.. a world wherein we can better find ourselves.. what we want. and who we want.. a world to build those plans that we want to happen.. and a world where in we can call as our own place.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nonetheless.. living in our worlds will not limit us to the things that we want to do.. someday, after being away, for sure, our roads will cross again.. and by that time... whatever decision we will have, it will be clearer, it will be for the better and most importantly, it will be for the happiness of both of us.. enjoy your journey! i'll enjoy mine as well.. just do me a little favor will you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;take care of yourself when i'm not around to do that for you.. that would be the biggest favor that you can do for me.. =)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-5144301057899031784?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/5144301057899031784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-different-worlds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/5144301057899031784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/5144301057899031784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-different-worlds.html' title='two different worlds...'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3962995872262008663.post-654304628996288908</id><published>2009-01-19T07:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:17:56.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post from my hacked multiply acct dated april 25'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>life goes on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;life goes on.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i was not suppose to write anything about break ups or hurts but i guess having caught in a situation wherein i can feel the pain that someone else's experiencing,  drag me to open a note pad and start making my brain cells work again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;while someone was telling me a story of his life, i cant help but look back to the time where i was in the same scenario.. i can feel the pain that someone is experiencing because until now, somehow, i still can feel that same pain.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;looking back, that day was really one of the saddest part of my life.. it was not really easy for me to do that but just to save myself and my pride and for everyone's happiness, i have to do it.. i really have to.. i wanted to keep it but maybe it's not meant to be kept.. i wanted to be happy but i guess i am meant to be happy in a different way.. i wanted to stay but i guess i am bound to go.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and so i did.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;and here i am.. moving forward.. trying to forget the feeling.. i am okay now.. just sometimes when i get to think the things that i "lost" makes me sad.. makes me wonder as well if we can have it again.. makes me ask lots of what if's and why's.. but all of these summed up to just one.. letting go.. goodbye.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;no hard feelings.. we're good.. life goes on for everyone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3962995872262008663-654304628996288908?l=crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/feeds/654304628996288908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-goes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/654304628996288908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3962995872262008663/posts/default/654304628996288908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crossroadswithhell.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-goes-on.html' title='life goes on..'/><author><name>crossroads with raizza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03515907639692801208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bt4zudJ-LIQ/TI8YXCCJpEI/AAAAAAAAACA/SHSqmbiTcNg/S220/DSC05425+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
