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1. <?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-3644170778430467552</id><updated>2024-03-13T16:56:33.251-07:00</updated><category term="poem"/><category term="Butterfly"/><category term="Danny Fernandez"/><category term="Guilty"/><category term="Photos"/><category term="Poems"/><category term="Poetry"/><category term="puppy love"/><category term="thought and feelings"/><title type='text'>Mga Pira-pirasong mga Pangarap</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>borriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04029801617115557096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe9cok77RlLOb6trRODz9RUqr0bpanmcJSW4niGRvqxIbnymFxNUHwNiNymG__0j_qVX6vw6tce6pGjNgHpw0jVveDTJ1VRP4c9WZnOYRxi_BXesUD5gwn1aCg2tIm0g/s220/ernie7a_bigger.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644170778430467552.post-3600429935146061685</id><published>2011-10-20T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T20:10:38.831-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem"/><title type='text'>“Ako’y Isang Paro-paro”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMIKYDLY8JONAvNbwarm0oAw6O8cbUqnK_Xbti6GgAB-Ql84RglaZ2HIjsVyfP2moG6hbf63AF7c94tl6HGYe15yk533DzgWDpRUgas45vKnOrJx5uaQQUg1x_XupG6_4OqTg2dXpsyg/s1600/Butterfly_on_the_flower.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; rda=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMIKYDLY8JONAvNbwarm0oAw6O8cbUqnK_Xbti6GgAB-Ql84RglaZ2HIjsVyfP2moG6hbf63AF7c94tl6HGYe15yk533DzgWDpRUgas45vKnOrJx5uaQQUg1x_XupG6_4OqTg2dXpsyg/s1600/Butterfly_on_the_flower.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Malakas ang ihip ng hangin </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>Habang<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>kinakampay ko ang mga pakpak ko.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Lipad dito, lipad doon na para bang may</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Hinahanap ako sa sarili ko.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><br />
3. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Magandang mga bulaklak ang nakita ko.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Dapo dito, dapo doon at inaamoy ko</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ang bawat talolot nito na na nadaanan ko.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ang ganda nila at ang babango, </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Pero saan ako magtatagal at mag pahinga</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Sa maraming makulay, mabango at </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Magagandang mga bulaklak na magugustuhan ko.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><br />
4. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tulad ko, isang binata at naghahanap </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Ng isang dilag na mapupusuan ko,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Sa kadami-daming<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>mga magaganda </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mapang akit na anyo ay hindi ko makita ang hinahanap ko</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><br />
5. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Tulad kong isang paro-paro, patuloy ang pag lipad</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">At pag hanap na madapuan, masilayan</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Na magustuhan ko,<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>at doo’y<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>mananatiling</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Mahimlay ang mga pakpak at pagod na sarili ko</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">sa paglilipad na sana’y makita ko na <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ang hinahanap ko.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt; text-align: center;"><br />
6. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/feeds/3600429935146061685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/akoy-isang-paro-paro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/3600429935146061685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/3600429935146061685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/akoy-isang-paro-paro.html' title='“Ako’y Isang Paro-paro”'/><author><name>borriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04029801617115557096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe9cok77RlLOb6trRODz9RUqr0bpanmcJSW4niGRvqxIbnymFxNUHwNiNymG__0j_qVX6vw6tce6pGjNgHpw0jVveDTJ1VRP4c9WZnOYRxi_BXesUD5gwn1aCg2tIm0g/s220/ernie7a_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpMIKYDLY8JONAvNbwarm0oAw6O8cbUqnK_Xbti6GgAB-Ql84RglaZ2HIjsVyfP2moG6hbf63AF7c94tl6HGYe15yk533DzgWDpRUgas45vKnOrJx5uaQQUg1x_XupG6_4OqTg2dXpsyg/s72-c/Butterfly_on_the_flower.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644170778430467552.post-6701524953552989003</id><published>2011-10-20T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T19:53:42.727-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puppy love"/><title type='text'>Unang Pag-Ibig &quot;My Puppy Love&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Nasa third year high school na ako na nangyari ito sa akin.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Naniniwala ako na isa ito sa mga bagay-bagay &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;na hindi mo makakalimutan sa buhay mo, maski may asawa ka at tumanda ka na lang.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Parang isang parte ng kasaysayan ng buhay mo na hindi mo mawawaglit o mabura sa isipan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Masarap at masaya ang isang high school ikumpara sa college student.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pag high school ka, halos kilala mo ang mga estudyante dahil nakikita mo sila at halos nakasama mo sa school sections mula first year hanggang mag fourth year.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi naman kalakihan ang school sa bayan namin kaya halos kilala mo na halos ang mga kaiskwela o estudyante.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iba ang feelings ng isang high school student dahil &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;iba ang experienced.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Still nasa growing stage pa ang isang mag bibinata o nagdadalaga at very aggressive sa mga excited na mga bagay-bagay lalo na sa barkada at mga kaibigan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Dahil ang mga magulang ko ay nakatira sa bukid (magsasaka), kailangang sa bayan ako mag aaral ng high school.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dahil kung uuwi ako araw-araw sa amin, medyo napakalayo, sasakay pa ako ng bus and it takes more than hour kung magtra-travel ako (one way).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So nag decide ang parents ko na doon muna ako makituloy sa tiyahin ko (pangatlong anak ng nanay ko) na may kunting negosyong tindahan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sabi ni inang na tulong-tulong din ako sa Ate Carmen ko kung kailangan at kung ano pang dapat na pwede kong maitutulong sa Ate Carmen. Dahil medyo busy ang &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;ate ko sa tindahan, may tatlong pa siyang mga anak (puro babae) na maliliit kaya medyo kailangan talaga ng helper ang ate ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So ganoon ang arrangement ng mga magulang ko sa pag aaral.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tuwing beyernes lang ako uuwi sa amin ng hapon at babalik naman ako sa bayan ng lingo ng hapon.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ganoon ang arrangement ng mga magulang sa akin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;I was a third year high school na nangyari ito sa akin.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was a biology class namin late afternoon.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nag decide ang teacher namin na magkaroon ng grupo sa klase.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nag assigned ng 5 person every group members namin sa klase and everyone has to make research at mga details in a certain subject topic, tapos, isa sa mga group member ang mag didiscuss instead ang teacher namin ang siyang mag le-lecture at doon kami bibigyan ng grades through presentation at discussion… halos sa row naming ang mag ka grupo plus isang babae na si&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Linda, kaya naging lima kami.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ang mga lalaki naman ay sine lito, ruben, si ben&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;at ako.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sa class namin, si ben ang pinakamatalik kong classmate. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;So we make arrangement sa grupo kung saan kami mag me-meet.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So nag decide si Linda na sa kanila na lang mag me-meet ang group at doon na lang kami mag study, after school.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;4 o’clock ang off ng klase namin sa afternoon so tuloy-tuloy na lang kami sa kanila (linda) para next time, alam na naming ang pagpunta sa bahay nila.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi naman din kalayuan sa bahay ng ate ko yung lugar nina Linda, so ganoon ang arrangement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Masaya ang group naming habang naglalakad, papunta sa bahay nina Linda.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dumating kami sa kanila ng mag alas kwatro y medya ng hapon (4:30 PM). Nang papasok na kami sa gate nila, napansin ko na may naglalaba sa may labasan ng bahay at ako’y napasulyap… Biglang tumibok ang puso ko ng mabilis, ibang naramdaman ko sa sarili ko na napakaiba.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sa pagkatingin ko sa kanya, nagkatugma ang mga mata namin at sabay siyang ngumiti.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Parang napahiya ako, dahil sa nakatingin ako sa kanya na baka isipin niya na baka iba ang masamang iniisip ko sa kanya.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maganda siya, maputi at medyo mahaba ang buhok niya na medyo may pagkakulot ng kunti na natural.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ang kinis ng balat niya, ang pinkest ng kulay ng mga labi niya at ang mata niyang mapupungay na bagay sa maamong mukha niya.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pag dating namin sa loob, nag handa ng merienda si&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Linda at nagpunta sa kusina.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pag balik niya, may dala-dala na siyang mga basong mga softdrink at maya-maya pa, kasunod niya yung babaing nakita ko sa labasan na may dala-dalang mga tinapay na nasa pinggan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sabay napatingin ang iba ko pang kasama ng lumabas yung magandang dalagita.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Lalo tuloy akong hindi mapakali noong nakita ko siyang malapitan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Para akong hindi makatingin sa kanya ng deretso.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Parang nahihiya ako.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi ko alam kung anong maging re-action ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“ahhh &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;guys!”… meet my cousin nga pala, si Rosa”..sabi ni linda sa amin.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ngumiti lang si Rosa sa aming lahat.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mag alas syete na ng gabi nang kaming lahat ay nag-papaalam kay Linda at kanya na mag uwian na sa kanya-kanyang bahay.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Noong gabing yun, hindi ako mapakali at hindi nakakatulog ng husto.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Siya ang nasa isip ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pinilit kong ipikit ang mata ko para makatulog ako, pero siyan pa rin ang nasa isipan ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Noong umaga sa eskwelahan, talagang kinausap ko si Linda ng personalan sa morning breaktime naming habang nag memerienda kami…”friend, pwede ka bang makausap sandali”, sabi ko kay Linda ..”Ano yun friend?”.. sabay tingin ni Linda sa akin habang kumakain ng sandwhich…”Tungkol sa cousin mo kung okey lang sa iyo”.. ang tugon ko.. “Ok lang yun friend…. Wala namang masama kung mag tatanong ka sa akin”.. sabay ngiti niya sa akin….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;“magtatanong lang sana ako tungkol sa pinsan mo friend ng personal kung ayos lang sa iyo”, sabi ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tumingin si Linda sa akin na napangiti, “aba Oo, syempre kaibigan naman kita no!”….. he-he-he… sabay tawa pa!....&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Medyo napakamot ako sa ulo, hindi ko alam kung saan ako mag umpisa… “Kasi friend, medyo na-inlove ata ako sa pinsan mo”, sabi ko… “OK lang ba sa iyo friend &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;kung liligawan ko siya”, “he-he-he” sabay akong napatawa ng kunti.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“No problem friends, dahil kilala naman kita no!”… tutulungan pa nga kita at ilakad kita sa pinsan mo, boto ata ako sa iyo, besides, matagal na rin kitang kilala no!, kay sa iba dyan!”…. he-he-he… napahagik-ik si Linda.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Napansin na pala ni Linda ang re-action ko noong unang nagpunta kami sa bahay nila na panay ang sulyap ko sa pinsan niya noon sa bahay nila…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Sa totoo lang, mahiyain ako sa chicks.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pag may nakitang nagustuhan ko, natotorpe ako.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pero this time, talagang nilakasan ko ang loob ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ito ang first time kong dumiga sa chicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Isang araw sa canteen, naabutan ko si Linda na nag breaktime.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kinuusap ko siya ng kung pupwede pakibigay ng letter ko sa cousin niya.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sandali lang kaming nag-usap sa canteen at nagpaalam na ako para mauna na sa classroom.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Walang nakaalam sa mga kaklase ko na nanligaw ako sa pinsan ni Linda.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maski sa friend ko na kaklase na si Ben.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nilihim ko sa kanila kasi baka mamaya tutuksuin at kakantyawan nila ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;The following day sa morning classes naming, nahuli akong pumasok sa classroom galing sa flag ceremony naming.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Suminyas si Linda na may letter ako galing kay Rosa.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pinakita niya ito sa akin na nakaipit sa notebook niya.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mamaya-maya ng kunti, pinakisuyo niya sa katabi niya na pakipasa sa akin.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nang umabot sa row namin, si Lito ang na abutan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Siya yung naka upo sa first row namin.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nang nalaman ito na para sa akin… “Uy!.. ano ito?... Para kay Mar,… mmmm!. Mukhang iba ang laman”, sabi niya… Medyo kinabahan ako dahil alam ko yung ugali ni Lito, mapagbiro at mahilig mang asar… “&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bro, pakibigay naman o, personal yan!”… sabi ko…. Mas lalo pa akong inaasar, hanggang pinagpasapasahan yung letter ko, takbo ako doon, dito para makuha ko yung letter.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Pero, hindi ko nakuha kaagad, hanggang&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;napunta kay Ben, yung letter.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Komo hindi naka shield o naka paste yung letter, hayun binuksan at binasa sa harap ng mga kaklase namin.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Napahiya ako.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mabuti na lang at hindi naka lagda yung name ni Rosa sa letter kaya hindi nila alam kung sino yung sumulat&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;noon…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Nakailang sulat din ako sa kanya hanggang sa panghuling letter niya na magpangita daw kami sa park.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was disperas ng fiesta sa bayan naming kaya medyo masaya. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;After 2 days, fiesta na sa bayan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nagkita kami sa park pero kasama niya si Linda, pero noong nagkausap kami, medyo dumistansiya si Linda ng kunti sa amin.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Habang nag uusap kaming dalawa ni Rosa.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On that night, masaya ako dahil sinagot niya ako.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Parang nasa alapaap ako ng hinalikan ko siya ng padampi sa labi niya at hindi siya nag atubili.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s my first kiss.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nag stay pa kami ng 2 hours sa park dahil medyo maraming taong namasyal.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pero doon kami sa may tabi na nakaupo na hindi masyadong dinadaanan ng mga tao.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Masaya akong umuwi sa bahay ng ate ko pero hinatid ko muna sila &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Rosa (kasama si Linda) sa bahay nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Dahil mahigpit ang ate ko, sumisimple lang ako.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pero normally, pagkagaling sa school, dumadaan muna ako sa kanila (sa house ng pinsan niya kung saan siya nakatira).&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mag stay lang akong ng isang oras at uwi na kaagad.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ayaw kong malaman ni ate na may girlfriend na ako..&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Bawal kasi ang ligaw-ligaw.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;PInagsabihan na niya ako noon pa dahil nag aaral pa ako at makasama daw sa nag aaral…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Masaya lagi ang araw ko tuwing nakikita ko siya… Inlove na love ako talaga sa kanya.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Seguro, first love ko siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Isang hapon, nasa labas ako ng tindahan, dahil ako ang nagbabantay, habang karga-karga ko yung bunsong anak ni ate Carmen,&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nakita ko sina Linda at si Rosa na paparating, nabigla ako, kaya nagtago ako sa likod ng pintuan, dahil karga-karga ko ang bunsong anak ni ate Carmen.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi ko alam kung nakita nila ako…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pero&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;si Linda ang nagpunta sa tindahan at tinawag niya ang pangalan ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;So, I’m sure na nakita nila ako… Nilapag ko yung baby sa may maliit na bed at lumabas ako.. Medyo napahiya pa ako at nagkamot… Natawa si Linda “&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Baby sitter ka pala ha!”.. heheheh sabi ni Linda.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Tapos, may inabot siya sa akin na letter… “Basahin mo yan at may sinulat si Rosa para sa iyo”, sabi nil Linda.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sumilip ako sa di kalayuan, nakita ko si Rosa na nakatayo at tinitigan lang niya ako… Sabay pasok agad ako sa loob ng tindahan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Baka makita pa si Linda at baka magtatanong pa sa kanya, lalo pa yung letter at baka mapurnada pa ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Binasa ko ang nilalaman noong letter at nalaman ko na gusto niyang makipagkita sa akin kinabukasan ng hapon sa tabi ng dagat at may importante daw siyang sasabihin sa akin.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Medyo kinabahan ako.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Bakit kaya?”, tanong ko sa sarili.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi ako nakatulog noong gabing yun.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iniisip ko kung papaano ako makaalis sa bahay na hindi mag sospetsa ang ate Carmen ko…Kinabukasan ng hapon, tyempo namang nag iiyak yung pangalawang anak ni ate Carmen, medyo tinupak ata…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“ah alam ko na!”.. sabi ko sa sarili… “Ate Carmen, ipasyal ko na lang muna si cecil para tumahan”, sabi ko… “Aha, mabuti pa, at nang tumahan na yan, mabubwisit pa ako at may ginawa pa ako dito”, sabi niya….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Nagpunta kaagad ako sa tabing dagat kasama ko yung batang si cecil na akay ako ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pag dating ko doon, nakita ko si Rosa sa dating tagpuan naming.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nakaupo siya sa may bato at mukhang malungkot.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kinabahan tuloy ako kung bakit.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“maglaro ka muna dyan cecil at huwag kang magpalayo”, sabi ko sa bata at tuwang tuwa naman dahil takbo ng takbo sa may tabing dagat…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pinuntahan ko si Rosa sa kinaupuan niya at hinalikan ko siya sa pisngi…”Bakit love, malungkot ka ata!”, tugon ko sa kanya… Umiiyak siya….. Lalo tuloy akong nag worried sa kanya…Hindi kaagad siya nakapagsalita… “ Kasi uuwi na ako sa amin, pinauwi na ako ng itay ko dahil may sakit si Inay at walang mag-alaga sa kanya”, sagot ni Rosa….&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi ako nakaimik… hindi kaagad ako napagsalita…. “paano na lang ako, kung uuwi na siya?”..Nag-isip ako… medyo hindi kaagad ako nakasagot… Hindi ko alam kung anong dapat kung sasabihin sa kanya…..”So, kailan ka babyahe niyan?” sabi ko sa kanya, habang hawak-hawak ko ang mga kamay niya… Sa makalawa na ng gabi… Taga Cebu nga pala si Rosa at doon lang nagbabakasyon kina Linda, pero dapat mag stay pa sana siya ng isang taon, kaso nga lang sa nangyari, anim na buwan lang siyang nag stay…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Niyapos niya ako at hinalikan sa pisngi…. “Ano love, ihahatid mo ba ako sa pantalan (daungan ng barko sa aming bayan)…. Medyo nalulungkot ako at hindi kaagad ako nakasagot sa kanya… Parang may tinik na bumaon sa lalamunan ko..&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sige ihahatid kita bukas.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi nag laon, umuwi na kami,(si cecil) &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;kasabay siya at hinatid ko siya sa bahay ng pinsan niya….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Dumating yung time nay un, nag paalam ako sa ate Carmen na may research project kami sa school at kailangang matapos kaya pinayagan ako ng ate Carmen ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pumunta kaagad ako sa bahay nina Linda kung saan nakituloy si Rosa.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Naabutan ko siya na ready ng paalis…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kasama ko Linda ng hinatid naming si Rosa sa Pantalan…. Alas syete ang alis ng barko kaya nag usap pa kami sa itaas/loob ng barko dahil pwede pa namang ang bisita pumasok.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Umiiyak siya…. “paano naman tayo ngayon?”… sabi niya…. Nabuntong hininga ako…. “Huwag kang mag alala love, andito pa naman ako at babalik ka pa naman ata once na ok na ang mother mo!”… sabi ko sa kanya…. “Hindi ako segurado, pero pipilitin ko na magbabakasyon uli ako”, ang sagot niya… Medyo matagal-tagal din kaming nag usap….&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mamaya kunti, nagsisigaw ang yung tauhan ng barko “Pwera bisita na!”…. aalis na ang barko!.. “Yung mga hindi pasahero, kailang bumaba na!”.. yun ang sigaw ng isang empleyado….&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nag paalam na ako sa kanya, at niyakap niya ako at hinalikan sa labi”., nakita ko na tumutulo ang luha niya sa pisngi, namumugto ang mga mata ng mahal ko….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Bumaba ako sa hagdanan habang nakatingin sa kanya… Maski na doon ako sa tabi ng pantalan, nakikita ko siya na lumabas, panay kaway-kaway sa akin…. Habang papalayo na barko, andoon pa rin ako… Nakatayo pa rin ako doon sa tabi ng pantalan habang papalayo ng palayo ang barko hanggang hindi ko na makita….&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ang bigat ng balikat ko habang baglalakad pauwi.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Siya ang laman ng isip ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi ko naman siyang pwedeng pigilan dahil mas importante naman yung disisyon niya….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Noong gabing yun, hindi ako nakatulog ng husto.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Siya ang laman ng isip ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Inalala ko na lang yung mga masayang araw na pagsasama naming, ang pamasyal, ang masayang araw na kaming magkasama.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mga alaalang nag lalaro sa isipan ko.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Masakit man ang malayo sa kanya pero may dahilan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi naman kami nag bre-break dahil wala naman kaming pinag awayan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Naalala ko pa ang mga matamis niyang halik sa aking labi, mga yapak niyang mapagmahal, mga ngiting matatamis…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi ko alam kung kailan siya babalik.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ang mga iyon ay bahagi na lang ng mga alaala ko….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Masarap palang umibig, lalo na first love mo… Sa mga alaala ko na lang siya kasama.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maski papaano, may pinagsamahan din kami. Inlove sa isa’ isa…..Hay!!!... ang sarap din kung maala ko ang mga yun… Siya ang first love ko…. My puppy love!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/feeds/6701524953552989003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/unang-pag-ibig-my-puppy-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/6701524953552989003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/6701524953552989003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/unang-pag-ibig-my-puppy-love.html' title='Unang Pag-Ibig &quot;My Puppy Love&quot;'/><author><name>borriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04029801617115557096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe9cok77RlLOb6trRODz9RUqr0bpanmcJSW4niGRvqxIbnymFxNUHwNiNymG__0j_qVX6vw6tce6pGjNgHpw0jVveDTJ1VRP4c9WZnOYRxi_BXesUD5gwn1aCg2tIm0g/s220/ernie7a_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644170778430467552.post-4248637005936067104</id><published>2011-10-20T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T17:31:06.886-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Danny Fernandez"/><title type='text'>&quot;Mabuhay ang Bagong Kasal&quot; - Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;“Mabuhay ang bagong kasal”…. Sambit sa mga taong nasa simbahan na nag attend sa kasalang&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Arman at &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Lorna.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Isang munting selibrasyon sa bagong kasal ang ginanap.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sa murang edad pa lang, ang dalawa ay pinakasal dahil na buntis si Lorna sa edad na desesyite at si Arman naman ay mag desi otso palang.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sa probinsiya, normally ang mga nag aasawa‘y nasa ganitong &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;gulang o edad.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iba ang dating ng isang probinsiya na malayong-malayo sa kabihasnan o malayo sa syudad.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dahil sa murang edad, medyo hindi pa sila nagkapalagayan ng kani-kanilang sarili dahil sa bata pa, may mga tension na mag aaway nang dahil sa mga bagay-bagay na kung minsan, hindi pa handa sa mga bagay na responsabilidad. Si Arman ay medyo agresibo pa at mahilig pa rin sa mga barkada maski may asawa na.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Mahilig sumasama sa mga barkada o kaya’y pang haharana.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Maganda ang boses niya at syempre kung sa hitsura naman, hindi rin pahuli.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Si Lorna naman ay nasa bahay lagi at dahil buntis, sa bahay na lang nag lalagi at ginampanan ang gawaing bahay.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Laging gabi o hating gabi na kung dumating si Arman galing sa labas at kung minsan lasing pa.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dahil laging nasa labas at lagi na lang kasama sa mga barkada niya, hindi naiisip na may asawa siya na naghihintay sa kanya.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Parang walang deriksyon ang buhay o hindi inisip ang kanyang &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;responsabilidad na dapat gampanan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dahil seguro sa murang edad, nasa stage pa siya ng adjustment.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Si Lorna naman ay pasinsyosa dahil seguro sa kalagayan niya na buntis siya at ginawa ng lahat para magampanan ang bilang asawa.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pero sa katagalan, medyo nagsawa na sa mga ginagawa ni Arman at parang hindi na rin&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;makatiis sa mga nangyayari.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Isang gabi, ng dumating si Arman, sinalubong siya ni Lorna dahil narinig niyang pararating si Arman. &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;“Ano ba?”….ganoon ka na lang ba?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi mo na ba kami iniisip ng maging anak mo?”… ang sabi ni Lorna kay Arman.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Medyo lasing si Arman nang&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;pinagsabihan ni Lorna.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Parang walang narining si Arman.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pag kabukas ng pintuan, tutuloy siya sa loob at nag pumunta sa kusina at nag hanap ng makakain… Sumunod si Lorna sa kusina.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Habang kumakain si Arman sa mesa, umupo rin sa Lorna sa harapan niya habang si Arman ay kumakain.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Ano ka ba Arman? Parang hindi mo narinig ang mga sinasabi ko?..... Hindi ka na ba talaga magbabago sa ugali mo?... Mag asawa na tayo at hindi ka na binata, may responsabiladad ka na at heto buntis pa ako at laging ako na lang mag isa lagi dito sa bahay, dapat katuwang kita dahil sa kalagayan ko o dapat kaya maghanap ka na ng trabaho at hindi na lang tayo naka dipindi o umasa sa mga magulang natin”… ang banggit ni Lorna kay Arman… Pero&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;parang walang naririnig si Arman, patuloy pa rin siyang kumain…”Ano ba?”…Hindi mo ata ako narinig!”…sabay sa pagdadabog ni Lorna…at biglang humahagolhul sa pag-iyak…. “O siya-siya na!”.... Bukas na bukas din, lalakad ako at maghanap ng trabaho para matigil ka na!! (naka simangot)... Sabay tayo sa mesa at at dinala ang pinag kainan sa lababo at nagtuloy sa kwarto…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Lumipas ang mga buwan at nanganak na si Lorna….&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pero ganoon pa rin ang pag uugali ni Arman.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Laging ganoon pa rin, laging nasa barkada at pag nauwi pa, lasing ito…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Laging ganoon halos lagi ang nangyayari sa buhay nila… Laging may pag-aaway at parang hindi ata nag bago si Arman..&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Umiiyak na lang lagi si Lorna sa sama ng loob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0in 0in 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Isang araw, napadaan si Aling Coring sa bahay nila Lorna at Arman dahil papuntang palengke at mamimili sana sa araw na yun, pero &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;napahinto siya sa paglalakad, dahil sa iyak ng isang sanggol na napakalakas, napalinga siya at hinanap niya kung saan nanggaling ang iyak na yun at nakita niya ang isang duyan sa silong ng bahay na gawa ng isang kumot na nakabuhol ang magkabilang dulo at nakatali sa isang lubid. Nakita ni Aling Coring na sinosondot-sondot ito ng dalawang malaking baboy ang kinalagyan ng duyan &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;kaya napahinto siya na parang kinakabahan.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Dali-daling na nagtungo sa kinaroroonan ng&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;iyak ng sanggol.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hindi nga siya nagkakamali, sanggol nga ang nasa duyan at bigla niyang tinataboy ang dalawang baboy na malaki na papalayo.. “Sus me”…. Buti na lang at nakita kita”, sabi ni Aling Coring sa sarili niya sa sanggol…Daling dali niyang kinarga ang sanggol &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;dahil nag-iiyak nga..&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Hay naku!”.. seguradong gutom na iring batang ito dahil nag iiyak na ng husto!”…sabi ni Aling Coring….&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Lorna!.. Lorna!”… Andyan ka ba?’sigaw ni Aling Coring.… sabay akyat ng bahay…&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Pero walang tao ang bahay.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Wala si Lorna, wala din si Arman.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nagpakulo na lang ng tubig si Aling Coring habang naghahanap ng gatas para ipapainom sa sanggol.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Nag hintay si Aling Coring mahigit dalawang oras sa bahay nina Lorna at Arman, pero walang ni isang dumating o nagpakita man lang.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nag disisyon si Aling Coring na dapat ipag-alam sa mga taong kinaukulan&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;tungkol sa&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;nangyari …. Kailangang pupunta siya sa bayan para ipag alam sa mga gulang man lang &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;ng dalawa (nila Lorna O Arman)…….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/feeds/4248637005936067104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/mabuhay-ang-bagong-kasal-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/4248637005936067104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/4248637005936067104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/mabuhay-ang-bagong-kasal-part-1.html' title='&quot;Mabuhay ang Bagong Kasal&quot; - Part 1'/><author><name>borriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04029801617115557096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe9cok77RlLOb6trRODz9RUqr0bpanmcJSW4niGRvqxIbnymFxNUHwNiNymG__0j_qVX6vw6tce6pGjNgHpw0jVveDTJ1VRP4c9WZnOYRxi_BXesUD5gwn1aCg2tIm0g/s220/ernie7a_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644170778430467552.post-6197178308494012534</id><published>2011-10-15T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T00:34:14.888-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poem"/><title type='text'>&quot;You Hurt Me, You Broke My Heart&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1a8swOYUvFzxBg6TTwwMFeX4C6xNFCxSSTxr07y0SLYSzxuBGlSTtrQ45QMUJv0JrcY_hLsi-vrR7XmHF54WRc0Vb4fD1ppvg21K7oAltP5NWTNbEzPUCrSIPRy3lbEsGXPH_UUuoe7I/s1600/brokemhearted.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;224&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1a8swOYUvFzxBg6TTwwMFeX4C6xNFCxSSTxr07y0SLYSzxuBGlSTtrQ45QMUJv0JrcY_hLsi-vrR7XmHF54WRc0Vb4fD1ppvg21K7oAltP5NWTNbEzPUCrSIPRy3lbEsGXPH_UUuoe7I/s320/brokemhearted.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&quot;Moving on is simple, it&#39;s what you leave behind that makes it so difficult&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;
8. <br />
9. I dont miss her, I miss who I thought she was. <br />
10. <br />
11. "My heart longs for you, my soul dies for you, <br />
12. my eyes cry for you, my empty arms reach out for you." <br />
13. <br />
14. "Don't Cry Over Someone That Won't Cry Over You".<br />
15. <br />
16. <br />
17. "No Woman Is Worth Your Tears & When You Find <br />
18. The One That Is She Won't Make You Cry" ,<br />
19. <br />
20. "Forget who hurt you yesterday, <br />
21. But don't forget who loves you tenderly today." <br />
22. <br />
23. "Love can make you happy but often times it hurts, but love is only special when you give it to who its worth." <br />
24. <br />
25. "The hardest part of loving someone is knowing when to let go, and knowing when to say goodbye." <br />
26. <br />
27. "Forget the times she walked by, Forget the times she made you cry, <br />
28. Forget the times she spoke your name, Remember now your not the same. <br />
29. Forget the times she held your hand, Forget the sweet things if you can, <br />
30. Forget the times & Don't pretend, Remember now she's just your friend." <br />
31. <br />
32. "The day you finally decide to love me will be the day after the day I have given up on chasing you". <br />
33. <br />
34. "I hate to see the one I love happy with somebody <br />
35. but I surely hate it more to see the one I love unhappy with me..." <br />
36. <br />
37. "I had a dream and it was about you ... <br />
38. I smiled and recalled the memories we had ... <br />
39. then I noticed a tear fell from my eyes ... you know why? <br />
40. Coz in my dream you kissed me and said goodbye ..." <br />
41. <br />
42. "If in this lifetime, I wont get to have you, <br />
43. I'll make sure that if I meet you in my next life <br />
44. I wont have to think twice on saying that "I waited a lifetime to say I love you..."" <br />
45. <br />
46. "If someone you love hurts you cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it." <br />
47. <br />
48. "Never be sad for what is over, just be glad that it was once yours." <br />
49. <br />
50. "I’m going to smile and make you think I’m happy, I’m going to laugh, so you don’t see me cry, <br />
51. I’m going to let you go in style, and even if it kills me- I’m going to smile." <br />
52. <br />
53. 'Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all." <br />
54. <br />
55. "The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost." <br />
56. <br />
57. "The hottest love has the coldest end." <br />
58. <br />
59. "Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go." <br />
60. <br />
61. " For few love can last a lifetime, but for many not knowing when to let go can hold them back forever. " <br />
62. <br />
63. You broke me, you broke my heart, you broke everything! You <br />
64. turned my world upside down and inside out, BUT I know it was worth it for <br />
65. that one moment of love we had, it's a shame it went bad..... <br />
66. <br />
67. "If You Really Love Something Set It Free. <br />
68. If It Comes Back It's Yours, If Not It Wasn't Meant To Be" <br />
69. <br />
70. "Some Day You'll Cry For Me Like I Cried For You, <br />
71. Some Day You'll Miss Me Like I Missed You, <br />
72. Some Day You'll Need Me Like I Needed You, <br />
73. Some Day You'll Love Me But I Won't Love You" <br />
74. <br />
75. &quot;Time will make you forget me but time will make me love you more than before.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/feeds/6197178308494012534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-hurt-me-you-broke-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/6197178308494012534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/6197178308494012534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-hurt-me-you-broke-my-heart.html' title='&quot;You Hurt Me, You Broke My Heart&quot;'/><author><name>borriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04029801617115557096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe9cok77RlLOb6trRODz9RUqr0bpanmcJSW4niGRvqxIbnymFxNUHwNiNymG__0j_qVX6vw6tce6pGjNgHpw0jVveDTJ1VRP4c9WZnOYRxi_BXesUD5gwn1aCg2tIm0g/s220/ernie7a_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1a8swOYUvFzxBg6TTwwMFeX4C6xNFCxSSTxr07y0SLYSzxuBGlSTtrQ45QMUJv0JrcY_hLsi-vrR7XmHF54WRc0Vb4fD1ppvg21K7oAltP5NWTNbEzPUCrSIPRy3lbEsGXPH_UUuoe7I/s72-c/brokemhearted.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644170778430467552.post-7894994451389795663</id><published>2011-10-13T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:25:12.367-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Butterfly"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Guilty"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Photos"/><title type='text'>Are You Feelin&#39; Guilty???.. Do You?...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheKWxejZFAxCjXdPIviTr-t3OMuEzJ8HKkxTV0FedEwFofW_Z05E7PlqP_QYSPuw-Kh4cSkKpEERyQ6f6wz0AVAgq26IlXYSYcreSCwkGnzUnXrnvy0VSBmaSa9xMj_k-9QToGAY-yibE/s1600/Don%2527t-punish-yourself-guilt.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;214&quot; oda=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheKWxejZFAxCjXdPIviTr-t3OMuEzJ8HKkxTV0FedEwFofW_Z05E7PlqP_QYSPuw-Kh4cSkKpEERyQ6f6wz0AVAgq26IlXYSYcreSCwkGnzUnXrnvy0VSBmaSa9xMj_k-9QToGAY-yibE/s320/Don%2527t-punish-yourself-guilt.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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83. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/feeds/7894994451389795663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/are-you-feelin-guilty-do-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/7894994451389795663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/7894994451389795663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/are-you-feelin-guilty-do-you.html' title='Are You Feelin&#39; Guilty???.. Do You?...'/><author><name>borriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04029801617115557096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe9cok77RlLOb6trRODz9RUqr0bpanmcJSW4niGRvqxIbnymFxNUHwNiNymG__0j_qVX6vw6tce6pGjNgHpw0jVveDTJ1VRP4c9WZnOYRxi_BXesUD5gwn1aCg2tIm0g/s220/ernie7a_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheKWxejZFAxCjXdPIviTr-t3OMuEzJ8HKkxTV0FedEwFofW_Z05E7PlqP_QYSPuw-Kh4cSkKpEERyQ6f6wz0AVAgq26IlXYSYcreSCwkGnzUnXrnvy0VSBmaSa9xMj_k-9QToGAY-yibE/s72-c/Don%2527t-punish-yourself-guilt.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644170778430467552.post-1667677200944979133</id><published>2011-10-13T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:14:31.033-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="thought and feelings"/><title type='text'>I Feel Guilty!!!..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1dKIQfm0GLw63v8KgjBeViloN0VAn4Lz9G0uZGCzI3mV2HFlDatT-8YNS6dwFAwoSifgeY9SHUIL8_9W_0hiWSzbhcXObOZrn7yWKnRqOMwblyLBmOiYgzxLRXNcrWX6Q80zXc9K_IlE/s1600/Don%2527t_feel_Guilty.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;259&quot; oda=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1dKIQfm0GLw63v8KgjBeViloN0VAn4Lz9G0uZGCzI3mV2HFlDatT-8YNS6dwFAwoSifgeY9SHUIL8_9W_0hiWSzbhcXObOZrn7yWKnRqOMwblyLBmOiYgzxLRXNcrWX6Q80zXc9K_IlE/s320/Don%2527t_feel_Guilty.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language: EN;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;To be honest with you, I don’t have the words to make you feel better, but I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart. a heart that’s aching to see you smile again, fella can’t exactly believe for what I’ve done. I’m so sorry for doing this. it’s not my decision. but you already make it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
84. <span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">you don’t always have to pretend to be strong. there’ no need to prove all the time that everything is going well. you shouldn’t be concerned about what other people are thinking cry if you need to, it’s good to cry out all your tears .because every laugh you ever had, that’s you still have a sadness even though it’s just a little bit. thanks for your fairness. but you know? nothing I can do.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">  </span>I’m so confused, I really got a shock when you tell me the truth. how dare you do this to me. we’re bestfriend :(</span></span><br />
85. <span lang="EN" style="mso-ansi-language: EN;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Now I’ve learned,  Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next. If you already have make your own way,  I’m so sorry. I can’t be your bestfriend anymore. hope that you can change your mind and we’ll be as friend like before.<br />
86. I feel guilty ….!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/feeds/1667677200944979133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-feel-guilty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/1667677200944979133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3644170778430467552/posts/default/1667677200944979133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pirapirasongmgapangarap.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-feel-guilty.html' title='I Feel Guilty!!!..'/><author><name>borriz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04029801617115557096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe9cok77RlLOb6trRODz9RUqr0bpanmcJSW4niGRvqxIbnymFxNUHwNiNymG__0j_qVX6vw6tce6pGjNgHpw0jVveDTJ1VRP4c9WZnOYRxi_BXesUD5gwn1aCg2tIm0g/s220/ernie7a_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1dKIQfm0GLw63v8KgjBeViloN0VAn4Lz9G0uZGCzI3mV2HFlDatT-8YNS6dwFAwoSifgeY9SHUIL8_9W_0hiWSzbhcXObOZrn7yWKnRqOMwblyLBmOiYgzxLRXNcrWX6Q80zXc9K_IlE/s72-c/Don%2527t_feel_Guilty.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3644170778430467552.post-524971874642832783</id><published>2011-10-13T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:15:43.974-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poems"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Poetry"/><title type='text'>&quot;Bangkang Papel&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYUwn7jJ6SduNK-9Jb0wKLAcGTVFykurVmW-vdTjBqGo64OH7t_i9nwxyEBdq2i-sITuPW7sTG2suleaLwm5VstEFSNwgDkjjqwcfakUHRaW2RTOgPsS18JTiHymMY50k-X9HDhP_72Ek/s1600/boat.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;212&quot; oda=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYUwn7jJ6SduNK-9Jb0wKLAcGTVFykurVmW-vdTjBqGo64OH7t_i9nwxyEBdq2i-sITuPW7sTG2suleaLwm5VstEFSNwgDkjjqwcfakUHRaW2RTOgPsS18JTiHymMY50k-X9HDhP_72Ek/s320/boat.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
87. <span style="color: yellow;"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sa mosmos kong edad ako'y batang masayahin</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">At laging nasa tabing sapa na malapit sa bahay namin.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mahilig akong maglalaro kahit ako lang na mag-isa.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Bangkang papel ang gusto kung laruin lalo na </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Kapag nasa tabi ng sapa kung kasama ko ang nanay ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><br />
88. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Isa, dalawa, tatlong pirasong ang bangkang papel na gawa ng inang ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Tuwang tuwa at masaya si ina pag narinig niya ang munting tawa at halak-hak ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Habang ako’y libang na libang na nag papalutang sa bangkang papel na gawa ng nanay ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><br />
89. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Isang araw, nakita kong malungkot ang mukha ng inang ko</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Pero niyaya at pinilit <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ko siya na gawan ako ng bangkang papel </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Para mamasyal ulit kami sa tabi ng sapa at mapalutang ng papel na bangka na gawa ng inay ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><br />
90. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sa paglalaro ko, napansin ko na lungkot ang mukha ng inang ko at ako’y lumapit at natabi sa inang mahal ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">“Inang, bakit po kayo malungkot?” ang tanong ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><br />
91. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Tumingin ang inang ko at kitang-kita ko sa mga mata na dumaloy ang patak ng l</span><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">uha sa kanyang pisngi at sabay akong niyapos at siya’y umiyak.</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><br />
92. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Mahigpit ang yapos ng inang ko sa akin at doon ko nadama ang kanyang paghinagpis at ang lakas ng pintig ng kanyang puso ng ako’y kanyang niyakap at hinagkan sa noo sabay tingin at bitaw ng salita.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><br />
93. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">“Wala na ang itay mo, iniiwanan na niya tayo”, at sabay yakap na mahigpit sa katawan ko.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><br />
94. </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><span style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><span style="color: yellow; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Sa aking pagyapos ng inang ko, nakita ko na palayo ng palayo ang mg bangkang papel na gawa ng inay na pinaanod ko sa sapa hanggang <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>hindi ko na naaninag at hindi ko na nakita ang mga bangkang papel na dinaloy ng tubig, papalayo ng papalayo….</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; mso-outline-level: 3; text-align: center;"><br />
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