<?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-5783895910067201887</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:11:59.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undaunted</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5783895910067201887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jheid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532564558143020228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uiGoYF2G58w/SCRKvMYnT5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-_BllUZc1Y/S220/Cutesy!(14).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5783895910067201887.post-7881860089182223248</id><published>2008-05-09T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T21:47:18.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pAKOpYA</title><content type='html'>Hindi pala exam na may passing rate ang buhay&lt;br /&gt;... Huhusgahan ito hindi base sa kung tama o mali ang sagot, kundi base&lt;br /&gt;sa kung may kabuluhan ang mga naisulat o wala. Allowed ang erasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ABNKKBSNPLAKo?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of what stories about me would I tell you at&lt;br /&gt;the moment. My mind is boggled by lots of people and events that made me oh-so&lt;br /&gt;stressed for the past few weeks. Well, here’s a glimpse of my life – my&lt;br /&gt;undaunted adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           I often&lt;br /&gt;have problems regarding the overrated emotion brought about by the reactions on&lt;br /&gt;my hypothalamus. Many have said, ‘use your brain not your heart’. I was just&lt;br /&gt;wondrin’ how would I choose between the same thing? My mind versus my mind?&lt;br /&gt;DUH. When you get to be so emotional, you still, of course, use your brain. The&lt;br /&gt;heart-throbbing sensations and cold-clammy feeling are just results of the&lt;br /&gt;impulses. We may not just be logical during these times but we are still using&lt;br /&gt;the brain. How many times have I told myself not to be drowned by my emotions? Pero tao ako, marupok. Well, at least&lt;br /&gt;every relationship is a learning experience. I don’t regret anything. I was&lt;br /&gt;happy with what has been. But I really felt bad with what has taken place these&lt;br /&gt;past few weeks. Ang messy siguro ng test paper ko sa part na ito. Madaming involved&lt;br /&gt;madaming nakisaw-saw. Anyways, trials are good foundations. Dito siguro wala&lt;br /&gt;akong ie-erase. Kung allowed ang erasures, malamang allowed din ang&lt;br /&gt;superimpositions. Papatungan ko na lang yung konting aberya, para masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           “Tell me&lt;br /&gt;who you are and I’ll tell you who your friends are.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           It’s like,&lt;br /&gt;give me a mirror, I’ll show you who your friends are. I find this unacceptable&lt;br /&gt;in some way. Just as I would want thank them for being there for me in times of&lt;br /&gt;laughter and tears… for having been there I supposed, but some friendships&lt;br /&gt;evolve in differences. I don’t want to say that there are endings in some&lt;br /&gt;friendships but like in romantic relationships, I think there are ‘cool offs’. We&lt;br /&gt;needed air or space…for us to think over the things we’ve caused the other to&lt;br /&gt;get wounded. This might’ve been hard but it’s for the best. Sometimes, even if&lt;br /&gt;you think you didn’t do anything wrong, take the initiative to patch things up.&lt;br /&gt;Be humble enough. Learn that pride isn’t always on top of your head. There are&lt;br /&gt;things best learned when you lost someone really important to you. I, myself&lt;br /&gt;have proven this to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           “Don’t make this too hard for us. I just stepped backwards. For you to realize what you’ve done&lt;br /&gt;what you’ve caused me, what you’ve become. Yeah, people do change, but don’t be&lt;br /&gt;a monster of your own. Learn to keep your COOL. Learn to be real. Learn to be&lt;br /&gt;true. Accept that there are things left unsaid. There are things left unspoken.&lt;br /&gt;Minsan kung wala kang pinoproblema, be thankful about that. Hindi yung&lt;br /&gt;problemahin mo yung buhay ng iba. Friends are part of your life, but sometimes&lt;br /&gt;you don’t have to meddle with THEIR OWN LIFE. We do ‘edit’ at times, especially&lt;br /&gt;when you know that the person you are confiding with cannot anymore be&lt;br /&gt;trusted…think about this friend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Sa part na&lt;br /&gt;ito ng-exam, gusto kong mag-erase, ayoko yung nangyari. Masaya akong kasama sya&lt;br /&gt;eh. I want to erase what has happened and replace it with happy moments we’ve&lt;br /&gt;shared… =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5783895910067201887-7881860089182223248?l=jheid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jheid.blogspot.com/feeds/7881860089182223248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5783895910067201887&amp;postID=7881860089182223248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5783895910067201887/posts/default/7881860089182223248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5783895910067201887/posts/default/7881860089182223248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jheid.blogspot.com/2008/05/pakopya.html' title='pAKOpYA'/><author><name>jheid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03532564558143020228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_uiGoYF2G58w/SCRKvMYnT5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/c-_BllUZc1Y/S220/Cutesy!(14).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
