<?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-7564730693832803028</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:26:29.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yani</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488682474245946821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVo01x1moQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bvK8W5ABIA4/S220/akoni.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564730693832803028.post-7726950857318734691</id><published>2009-01-01T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:59:35.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Year 2009 -The Year of the OX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVzvSUcJ9QI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jou2-piwETw/s1600-h/ox.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVzvSUcJ9QI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jou2-piwETw/s200/ox.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286363160629605634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Time is indeed really so fast. Today, we had just celebrated our new year 2009. Year 2009, is the year of the ox. It is said that those born under &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;influence of the Ox are fortunate to be stable and persevering.           The typical Ox is a tolerant person with strong character. Not many people           could equal the resolution and fearlessness the Ox exhibits when deciding           to accomplish a task or an objective. As we used this great creature long           ago to plow the soil day after day, so do Ox people labor through their           daily responsibilities either at work or at home without complaint or           gripe. Oxen know they will succeed through hard work and sustained effort           and find no truth or benefit in concocting get-rich-quick schemes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Pragmatic           and down-to-earth, Ox people are motivated to work hard and have no respect           for lazy or careless people. Although they can be easily trusted and find           it easy to put trust in others, they are not dependent on friends and           family and would rather find an answer or a solution themselves than to           ask these people for help or guidance. However, others can, without a           doubt rely on Oxen, who are always honest and meticulous about their responsibilities.           While they do not feel the need for many distant or acquaintance-oriented           friendships, they value the strong bonds they share with their partners           and families, and make close friends that last a lifetime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Though they are quite           open-minded, once Ox people have made a decision about something, they           rarely change it. This is a defining characteristic that can be seen as           obstinacy, but it is actually the way an Ox learns to be strong, brave           and straightforward. It is the way the Ox learned to take on tasks and           responsibilities and how he learns to be reliable for others. Oxen are           more comfortable with the well-known as opposed to the unfamiliar. Yet,           beneath their unpretentious, tranquil exterior lies a heart of gold and           a motivation to prosper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/7564730693832803028-7726950857318734691?l=yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/feeds/7726950857318734691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-year-2009-year-of-ox.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default/7726950857318734691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default/7726950857318734691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-year-2009-year-of-ox.html' title='Happy Year 2009 -The Year of the OX'/><author><name>Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488682474245946821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVo01x1moQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bvK8W5ABIA4/S220/akoni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVzvSUcJ9QI/AAAAAAAAAAw/jou2-piwETw/s72-c/ox.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564730693832803028.post-7151199434169057777</id><published>2008-12-30T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T07:39:14.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I for YOU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVpATYUOzyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/9Fu9SKxdKow/s1600-h/who+am+i+for+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVpATYUOzyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/9Fu9SKxdKow/s200/who+am+i+for+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285607814361698082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You didn't know  how I forced myself to pretend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That  I love you no more, then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the reason that I was down and frustrated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's hard to accept that our relationship had failed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I'll make it a point not to listen on your part;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To snub your broken heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To neglect the kindness you had shown,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All because pride is my heart had grown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But now I never thought this would happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;My heart falls in love with you again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I see you with someone else, my heart aches,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;But who am I for you to fell like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who am I for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am just the girl who now realizes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How important your love to me is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And the one who is longing your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHO AM I FOR YOU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7564730693832803028-7151199434169057777?l=yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/feeds/7151199434169057777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-am-i-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default/7151199434169057777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default/7151199434169057777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-am-i-for-you.html' title='Who Am I for YOU?'/><author><name>Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488682474245946821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVo01x1moQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bvK8W5ABIA4/S220/akoni.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVpATYUOzyI/AAAAAAAAAAo/9Fu9SKxdKow/s72-c/who+am+i+for+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564730693832803028.post-2558199299168868802</id><published>2008-12-19T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:25:37.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Highschool Friend (reminiscing the past)</title><content type='html'>I had a friend named Ethyll, she is beautiful, kind, loving and a good friend like me because we're both the same. As others were telling that we are like twin sisters... Ethyll and I always share and talk to each other. There was a time when we had talked about the person we both hated most in the campus. We always share the things we have every now and then. Many happy things happened to us which we will cherish forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other person can replace my friend Ethyll and the happiness I had with her when I was in highschool. I missed her so much and I wish  she missed me too....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564730693832803028-2558199299168868802?l=yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/feeds/2558199299168868802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-highschool-friend-reminiscing-past.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default/2558199299168868802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default/2558199299168868802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-highschool-friend-reminiscing-past.html' title='My Highschool Friend (reminiscing the past)'/><author><name>Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488682474245946821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVo01x1moQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bvK8W5ABIA4/S220/akoni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7564730693832803028.post-7753191179393309790</id><published>2008-12-12T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:48:44.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time..</title><content type='html'>hi guys! By the way I'm Arianne A. Sabaduquia. You can just call me by my nickname Yani!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this is my first time to make a blog in my entire life! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I was just convinced by my classmates to make a blog because they said that it is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I could say that I am not a good blogger! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I have also some friends who are into blogs because they wanted to express their ownselves&lt;br /&gt;and share their problems....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making blogs maybe good to me because I am not good in expressing my problems and true feelings to people personally. Now, I have the key on how to express myself, through my blogs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please bear with what I am writing right now because it is still my first time and this is only what's on my mind! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to sing "For the First Time" na hinoon! Joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I am looking in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I'm seein' who you are&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much I see&lt;br /&gt;When you're lookin' back at me&lt;br /&gt;Now I understand why love is...&lt;br /&gt;Love is... for the first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,I hope as I continue posting my own blogs many people would read it and get something from it. Kamsa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7564730693832803028-7753191179393309790?l=yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/feeds/7753191179393309790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default/7753191179393309790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7564730693832803028/posts/default/7753191179393309790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yani-wwwyani.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-time.html' title='First time..'/><author><name>Yani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14488682474245946821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GSr2axhSRbQ/SVo01x1moQI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bvK8W5ABIA4/S220/akoni.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
