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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22416350.post-723059885586837100</id><published>2008-03-29T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:06:44.080-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Hill'/><title type='text'>I Fall All Over Again- Dan Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/CjpOw_yXdg/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/CjpOw_yXdg/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t believe we met like this &lt;br /&gt;Is it just coincidence? &lt;br /&gt;I had a feeling I’ll be seeing you again &lt;br /&gt;You’re every bit as beautiful &lt;br /&gt;As the last time we met &lt;br /&gt;When you told me you were leaving &lt;br /&gt;And going back to him &lt;br /&gt;How I wish that I could tell you &lt;br /&gt;It’s all in the past &lt;br /&gt;That I was never good at lying &lt;br /&gt;And baby since you ask &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna hear that song again &lt;br /&gt;From the night we first met &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna hear you whispering &lt;br /&gt;Things I’d rather forget &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna look into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Coz you know what happens next &lt;br /&gt;We’ll be making love and then &lt;br /&gt;I’ll fall all over again &lt;br /&gt;I can’t begin to tell you Just how sorry I am &lt;br /&gt;That the man you built your Dreams around just broke your heart again &lt;br /&gt;I think I know the feeling Coz &lt;br /&gt;I once loved you so much &lt;br /&gt;That I swore I’d rather die or Live a day without your touch &lt;br /&gt;If I held you in my arms &lt;br /&gt;You’ll know I’d never let you go &lt;br /&gt;But this ain’t the time or place &lt;br /&gt;To get emotional &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna hear that song again &lt;br /&gt;From the night we first met &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna hear you whispering &lt;br /&gt;Things I’d rather forget &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna look into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Coz you know what happens next &lt;br /&gt;We’ll be making love and then &lt;br /&gt;I’ll fall all over again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coda: &lt;br /&gt;How you're crying when you kiss me &lt;br /&gt;Then you waked out that door &lt;br /&gt;You were always such a mystery &lt;br /&gt;I still dream we're making love &lt;br /&gt;Then I stop myself because &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna hear that song again &lt;br /&gt;From the night we first met &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna hear you whispering &lt;br /&gt;Things I’d rather forget &lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna look into your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Coz you know what happens next &lt;br /&gt;We’ll be making love and then &lt;br /&gt;I’ll fall all over again :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22416350-723059885586837100?l=joie2080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/feeds/723059885586837100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22416350&amp;postID=723059885586837100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22416350/posts/default/723059885586837100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22416350/posts/default/723059885586837100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-fall-all-over-again-dan-hill.html' title='I Fall All Over Again- Dan Hill'/><author><name>Joy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22416350.post-7417202761359290333</id><published>2008-03-29T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:00:43.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atlantic starr'/><title type='text'>ALWAYS</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/7RamHDzQlr/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/7RamHDzQlr/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="340" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl you are to me, all that a woman should be,&lt;br /&gt;And I dedicate my life to you always&lt;br /&gt;The love like yours is grand,&lt;br /&gt;It must have been sent from up above&lt;br /&gt;And I know you'll stay this way, for always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we both know, that our love will grow&lt;br /&gt;And forever it will be you and me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh your life is sun,&lt;br /&gt;Chasing all the rain away,&lt;br /&gt;When you come around you bring a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect one&lt;br /&gt;For me and you forever we'll be&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you so for always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came with me my sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Let's go make a family,&lt;br /&gt;And they will bring us joy, for always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy I love your soul,&lt;br /&gt;I can't find enough ways to let you know&lt;br /&gt;But you can be sure of course, for always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we both know, that our love will grow&lt;br /&gt;And forever it will be you and me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh your life is sun,&lt;br /&gt;Chasing all the rain away,&lt;br /&gt;When you come around you bring a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect one&lt;br /&gt;For me and you forever we'll be&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you so for always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh your life is sun,&lt;br /&gt;Chasing all the rain away,&lt;br /&gt;When you come around you bring a brighter day&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect one&lt;br /&gt;For me and you forever we'll be&lt;br /&gt;And I will love you so for always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will love you so, for always&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22416350-7417202761359290333?l=joie2080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/feeds/7417202761359290333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22416350&amp;postID=7417202761359290333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/0a0QR8Uynb/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/0a0QR8Uynb/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I cry&lt;br /&gt;Every night you keep stayin' on my mind&lt;br /&gt;All my friends say I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;It just takes time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think time is gonna heal this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;No I don't see how it can if it's broken all apart&lt;br /&gt;A million miracles could never stop the pain&lt;br /&gt;Or put all the pieces together again&lt;br /&gt;No I don't think time is gonna heal this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;No I don't see how it can while we are still apart&lt;br /&gt;And when you hear this song&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you will see&lt;br /&gt;That time won't heal a broken-hearted me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day is just the same&lt;br /&gt;Playin' games, different lovers, different names&lt;br /&gt;They keep sayin' I'll survive&lt;br /&gt;It just takes time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time won't heal a broken-hearted me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22416350-1167001780242896154?l=joie2080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/feeds/1167001780242896154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22416350&amp;postID=1167001780242896154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22416350/posts/default/1167001780242896154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;May liwanag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasakay ako sa aking pangarap&lt;br /&gt;Basta’t ang kasama ko’y ikaw&lt;br /&gt;May liwanag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sasakay ako sa aking pangarap&lt;br /&gt;Hangga’t ang laman ng puso ko’y ikaw&lt;br /&gt;May liwanag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22416350-2847718123080088787?l=joie2080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/feeds/2847718123080088787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22416350&amp;postID=2847718123080088787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22416350/posts/default/2847718123080088787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SALAMAT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeng Constantino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kung ito man ang huling awiting aawitin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nais kong malaman mong ika'y bahagi na&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ng buhay ko at kung may huling sasabihin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;nais kong sambitin nilagyan mo ng kulay ang mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kasama kitang lumuha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dahil sa iyo'y may pag-asa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ang awiting ito'y para lang sa'yo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At kung maubos ang tinig 'di magsisisi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dahil iyong narinig mula sa labi ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salamat, salamat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sana'y iyong marinig ang tibok ng damdamin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ikaw ay mahalaga sa akin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ang awiting ko'y&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;iyong dinggin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At kung marinig ang panalangin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lagi kang naroroon humihiling ngPagkakataon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masabi ko sa iyo ng harapan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kung gaano kita kailangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ito na ang pagkakataon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walang masayang na panahon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mananatili ka sa puso ko &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kailanman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para sa iy'oy lalaban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ako'y lalaban&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22416350-6796445526283666618?l=joie2080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22416350.post-114180971102092296</id><published>2006-03-08T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T01:21:51.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>d' soUnd</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;D'Sound Lyrics - Tattooed On My Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               Maybe you soon    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;              Forget about all                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;            Or maybe you'll miss it like I do                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;But one thing's for sure                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;  I'm all knocked out               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;   I spend too much time thinking of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And I can't get you out                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;   of my dreams                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Now I know you're the dangerous kind             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;     And your smile is tattooed on my mind                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;'Cause I can't get you out of my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't wanna write                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;  I don't wanna call                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I would not know what to say                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; It should be you                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;That's how I want it to be                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tell me you feel the same way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;And I can't get you out of my                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;   dreams                  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Now I know you're the dangerous kind               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;   And your smile is tattooed on my mind               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;   And I can't get you out of my dreams, oh Oh yesterday              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;    I was feeling safe                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; All I do today               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;   is trying to be brave              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;    And no melody can seem to soothe my mind             &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;     Now I curse you for being              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;    So sweet and so kind And I can't get you out of my dreams            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;      Now I know you're the dangerous kind               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;   And your face is tattooed on my mind                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;  'Cause I can't get you out of my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Yes I know you're               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;    tattooed                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; On my mind you're tattooed                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt; (repeat till fade) &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/22416350-114180971102092296?l=joie2080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/feeds/114180971102092296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22416350&amp;postID=114180971102092296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22416350/posts/default/114180971102092296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22416350/posts/default/114180971102092296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/2006/03/d-sound.html' title='d&apos; soUnd'/><author><name>Joy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22416350.post-113987872759697256</id><published>2006-02-13T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T22:36:48.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pseudo Relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6fNs_oGKWE8/RekXZ1dRFnI/AAAAAAAAABo/yc0aHPFtBwE/s1600-h/bearhugs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037583390804612722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6fNs_oGKWE8/RekXZ1dRFnI/AAAAAAAAABo/yc0aHPFtBwE/s200/bearhugs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;She is a 24-year old copywriter. He is an architect.They met and became lovers in college. They broke up last year but remained to be "friends." They send sweet text messages and he calls her often to make sure she's okay. They still date. They still have sex. They don't see anyone else. It is obvious that they still love each other but when asked about their situation, she doesn't know the real score. Even her friends are in the dark. "Parang sila, pero hindi." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;====================================================== &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;She works in a telecom. He is reviewing for the board. They are in the same barkada. They talk on the phone till 4 am. He gives her chocolates,flowers and CDs even when there is no occasion. Their friends are suspecting something. Bakit sila nagsosolo kapag may overnight inuman? Why does he hold her close on the dance floor? Bakit sila magkaholding hands lagi?Sila kaya? "He hasn't admitted anything," she rants. "But I let him hug and kiss me. Parang kami, pero hindi." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;============================================================== &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;They work together in an ad agency. After office, they would watch movie,have dinner and stroll at Glorietta. She gave him Harry Potter books for his birthday in exchange for posing as her boyfriend to make an ex jealous. They made out during the company outing in Subic and never talked about it. He said "I love you" once but she wasn't sure if she heard him correctly because they were both drunk then. But one thing she is sure of is her feelings for him. She likes him. And she's assuming that with what he's doing to her and with her, he likes her, too. There's just one hitch: he has a girlfriend! ============================================================ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;She is a 28-year-old virgin. He's a 35-year-old bachelor. Both mountaineers,they became close during their climbs. After a few dates in posh restaurants, he brings her to his condo where they would make out. They have been doing this for months. She wants to believe that "sila na" but then she's not really sure about it. "We don't talk about it but it doesn't really matter," she'd tell her friends. "What's important is I am enjoying this-whatever it is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;The "parang kayo, pero hindi" stage. Others call it MU or mutual understanding. Pseudo-relationships. Pseudo-boyfriends. Flings. Almost like a relationship, but not quite. It is a phase where the persons involved are more than friends, but not quite lovers. Puwedeng may verbal agreement, puwedeng wala. One or both of you may have admitted your feelings, possible ding hindi. You just let your gestures do the talking for you. Walang pormal na ligawan na nangyari. Hindi kayo mag-dyowa. Pero sa kilos niyo, sa mga sinasabi niyo, parang kayo, pero hindi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;This kind of "relationship" can happen at different stages for different reasons. It can happen after a break-up. You still love each other, and you want to be with each other but you broke up for a reason. And for reasons that you alone know, ayaw niyo na muna magkabalikan. It can also happen before a relationship, iyong parehokayong nakikiramdam. Possible din na ayaw niyo munang mag-seryoso kaya kunwa-kunwarian lang muna. Testing lang. Puwede ring hindi puwedeng maging kayo kasi isa sa inyo-usually the guy * may ka-relasyon na. Kaya habang hindi pa siya nakikipag-break doon sa girl (sabi niya makikipag-break siya soon pero di naman niya ginagawa), wala muna kayong relasyon para nga naman hindi siya nangagaliwa kasi "hindi naman kayo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;This pseudo-relationship stage, for a time, can be fun. Lalo na kung naghahanap ka lang naman ng "kalaro." Pero huwag ka lang mag-e-expect na may patutunguhan kayo kasi wala talagang kasiguraduhan. So bakit ang daming nagse-settle sa ganitong set u ganoong hindi naman sigurado kung may patutunguhan? Iba't ibang dahilan. Puwedeng for fun lang. Puwedeng "buti na iyan kesa w ala" or puwede na iyang "pantawid-gutom." Meaning, habang wala pa iyong the real thing, doon muna sa kunwa-kunwarian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;For those who are not in a serious relationship, they would think that pseudo relationship is better than no relationship at all. It would be fun, if all you are after for is that "kilig" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Aminado naman ako na once upon a time, may mga pseudo-relationships din ako. No commitments involved. For the simplest reason that they couldn't commit, because they were either committed to someone else, or that they weren't ready to commit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;My rationalization, "okay na iyun, kesa wala." Ang habol ko lang naman, iyong kilig feeling. Iyong merong nagtatanong kung kumusta araw ko. Iyong merong ka-cuddle sa beach outing. Iyong kapag tumunog ang cellphone, mapapangiti na ako dahil alam kong galing sa kanya ang message. Iyong merong laging kasama. Habang wala pa ang the real thing, puwede na itong pagtiyagaan. But then I learned that although it was only a pseudo-relationship, the emotions were real. And usually, in this kind of set up, ang babae lagi ang lugi.&lt;br /&gt;Una, you can't ask him to commit. Since it's not really a relationship, you can't demand commitment from your partner. Ano ba kayo? May K ka nga ba magpasundo ng hatinggabi? You will always be uncertain about your role in his life. You can't expect him to be always there with you. And if you feel jealous of the other girls, you just have to keep it to yourself. Ano ka ba niya para magselos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Pangalawa, what if you fall deeply in love with him? You can't be sure if he feel thesame way. Baka nag-a-assume ka lang na mahal k rin niya. Even if you are dying to tell him you love him, you can't. Because you're not sure if he'll like it. Baka mapahiya ka lang. This stage will always make you wonder where you are in the relationship. Or if there is a relationship at all.&lt;br /&gt;Pangatlo, what if you become attached too much? What if you have invested all your emotions and this man hasn't? What if you remain faithful to him, not entertaining other guys, only to find out thatte is seeing other girls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Isa pang downside ng pseudo-relationships, it is fleeting. When a disagreement sets in, or when one of you gets cold then that would be the end of it. Unlike in a serious relationship, hindi mo alam kung saan ka lulugar sa isang pseudo-relationship. Wala kang pinan hahawakan. Kasi sa pseudo-relationship, there is no "us." Meron lang "you and me," hindi "us."&lt;br /&gt;Buti sana kung pseudo-pain din lang ang mararanasan mo. Kaso, hindi eh. Real pain. And usually, kahit tapos na ang pseudo-relationship, hindi mo maiwasan umasang one day, may karugtong pa rin iyun. And you will be miserable, hoping to bring back what you used to have, only to find out eventually that the guy is in another pseudo-relationship with somebody else.&lt;br /&gt;Ang h irap, ano? You agreed to this kind of set up for fun and then you'd end up hurting yourself in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;"&gt;Pero puwede naman maiwasan ang pain eh. Puwede naman na hindi mo muna isipin ang future and just enjoy the feeling, without thinking of the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;But if you are certain that you are going to hurt yourself in the process, kailangan mo mamili. You can be happy and live the moment without worrying what would happen next. Or you can stop settling with pseudo-relationships and wait for the real thing.&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger and in a pseudo-relationship with an unavailable guy, a friend told me, "Sige, kung ayaw mong magpapigil, bahala ka. Magpakasaya ka. Pero huwag kang iiyak-iyak pagkatapos, dahil tatadyakan kita."&lt;br /&gt;Ang bottom line lang naman, kung magpapasaya sa iyo, gawin mo. Ihanda mo lang ang sarili mo sa consequence. Dahil ang "parang kayo pero indi" stage ay bihirang nagiging totoo. Usually, hanggang doon lng sya, almost but not quiet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22416350-113987872759697256?l=joie2080.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/feeds/113987872759697256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22416350&amp;postID=113987872759697256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22416350/posts/default/113987872759697256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22416350/posts/default/113987872759697256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joie2080.blogspot.com/2006/02/pseudo-relationship.html' title='Pseudo Relationship'/><author><name>Joy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_6fNs_oGKWE8/RekXZ1dRFnI/AAAAAAAAABo/yc0aHPFtBwE/s72-c/bearhugs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
