<?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-2136383876180143019</id><updated>2011-12-07T10:37:29.432+08:00</updated><category term='writings and poetry'/><category term='etc. etc. etc.'/><category term='Christian life'/><category term='just sharing'/><category term='reviews'/><category term='of arts and sketches'/><category term='David Archuleta'/><category term='I Love the ARCHIEHOLICS'/><category term='making a difference'/><category term='Taylor Swift'/><category term='Jesus Christ'/><category term='somewhat diary'/><category term='Amazing God'/><category term='reposts'/><category term='Let&apos;s Talk About Love'/><title type='text'>Live.Love.LOL♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8312066938777026232</id><published>2011-12-05T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:29:07.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>Here in My Life</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a long while that I am away...&lt;br /&gt;All through those times, so many things have happened... Things that have changed everything about me. Things I've never imagined I would go through.Things I've never really expected... It just happened anyway.&lt;br /&gt;There were just moments when you never really care about anything else but yourself until something would make you realize that you are loved.&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that I am loved. More than just that... I've felt it. And the sweetest part about that is to know that I am loved not by anyone else but by God. I've gotten to know the way He really is the time I thought I knew Him so well.&amp;nbsp;On one of those moments I have accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Just then, my life has started. I've felt so free. I don't know where I'd be without Him. And I know I can't live without Jesus here with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/rUsNPa1UELY" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a long while that I am away... and I am certain, I would never be back as someone I was before but as the one God has meant to be.&amp;nbsp;For as long as I breathe, I'll live for Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8312066938777026232?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8312066938777026232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8312066938777026232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8312066938777026232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8312066938777026232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/12/here-in-my-life.html' title='Here in My Life'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/rUsNPa1UELY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-6097417076022017611</id><published>2011-06-23T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T17:22:10.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reposts'/><title type='text'>Reject Despair</title><content type='html'>© a-friend-I-wasn't-allowed-to-name-;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you always so unsure of who you are?&lt;br /&gt;Always finds yourself wishing on a falling star?&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about fairy tales and almost live in it,&lt;br /&gt;Do you even care how much it consumes yourself, even just a little bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you isolate yourself all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by the level of pain &amp;amp; anxiety that makes you whine?&lt;br /&gt;Always thinks you're nothing but unlucky, weak and vulnerable?&lt;br /&gt;Accepts failure rather than stand your ground and believe it's all possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sick and tired of people bullying you?&lt;br /&gt;Ignores the support you receive and just choose to be passive &amp;amp; untrue?&lt;br /&gt;Someone so in love with the concept of love and sympathy?&lt;br /&gt;It's about time you take it easy and stop being so silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every instance you cripple and hurt yourself, you do nothing but hide,&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just look up and talk to him, his arms are open-wide,&lt;br /&gt;Having a strong faith heals your heart and soul,&lt;br /&gt;You fail to notice that, you're always out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mere apology couldn't erase the reality,&lt;br /&gt;Don't dare think people hate you, they don't have a heart of stone,&lt;br /&gt;Try to look around you people care, they're trustworthy,&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time waiting for the day, you wake up and realize you're alone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-6097417076022017611?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/6097417076022017611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=6097417076022017611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6097417076022017611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6097417076022017611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/06/reject-despair.html' title='Reject Despair'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-330515142949185348</id><published>2011-06-19T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:13:00.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reposts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>Jesus Christ, Lord &amp; Savior</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Address: Ephesians 1:20&lt;br /&gt;Phone: Romans 10:13&lt;br /&gt;Website: The Bible&lt;br /&gt;Keywords: Jesus Christ, Lord &amp;amp; Savior&lt;br /&gt;My name is Jesus - The Christ. Many call me Lord! I've sent you my resume because I'm seeking the top management position in your heart. Please consider my accomplishments as set forth in my resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualifications:&lt;br /&gt;• I founded the earth and established the heavens (see Proverbs 3:19).&lt;br /&gt;• I formed man from the dust of the ground (see Genesis 2:7).&lt;br /&gt;• I breathed into man the breath of life (see Genesis 2:7).&lt;br /&gt;• I redeemed man from the curse of the law (see Galatians 3:13).&lt;br /&gt;• The blessings of the Abrahamic Covenant comes upon your life through me (see Galatians 3:14).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occupational Background:&lt;br /&gt;• I've only had one employer (see Luke 2:49).&lt;br /&gt;• I've never been tardy, absent, disobedient, slothful or disrespectful.&lt;br /&gt;• My employer has nothing but rave reviews for me (see Matthew 3:15-17).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skills &amp;amp; Work Experiences:&lt;br /&gt;• Some of my skills and work experiences include: empowering the poor to be poor no more, healing the brokenhearted, setting the captives free, healing the sick, restoring sight to the blind and setting at liberty them that are bruised (see Luke 4:18).&lt;br /&gt;• I am a Wonderful Counselor (see Isaiah 9:6). People who Listen to me shall dwell safely and shall not fear evil (see Proverbs 1:33).&lt;br /&gt;• Most importantly, I have the authority, ability &amp;amp; power to cleanse you of your sins (see I John 1:7-9)&lt;br /&gt;Educational Background:&lt;br /&gt;• I encompass the entire breadth &amp;amp; length of knowledge, wisdom and understanding (see Proverbs 2:6).&lt;br /&gt;• In me are hid all of the treasures of wisdom and knowledge (see Colossians 2:3).&lt;br /&gt;• My Word is so powerful; it has been described as being a lamp unto your feet and a lamp unto your path (see Psalms 119:105).&lt;br /&gt;• I can even tell you all of the secrets of your heart (see Psalms 44:21).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major Accomplishments:&lt;br /&gt;• I was an active participant in the greatest Summit Meeting of all times (see Genesis 1:26).&lt;br /&gt;• I laid down my life so that you may live (see II Corinthians 5:15).&lt;br /&gt;• I defeated the archenemy of God and mankind &amp;amp; made a show of them openly (see Colossians 2:15).&lt;br /&gt;• I've miraculously fed the poor, healed the sick and raised the dead!&lt;br /&gt;• There are many more major accomplishments, too many to mention here. You can read them on my website, which is located at: www dot - the BIBLE. You don't need an Internet connection or computer to access my website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References:&lt;br /&gt;• Believers and followers worldwide will testify to my divine healings, salvation, deliverance, miracles, restoration and supernatural guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Summation:&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've read my resume, I'm confident that I'm the only candidate uniquely qualified to fill this vital position in your heart. In summation, I will properly direct your paths (see Proverbs 3:5-6), and lead you into everlasting life (see John 6:47). When can I start? Time is of the essence (see Hebrews 3:15).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-330515142949185348?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/330515142949185348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=330515142949185348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/330515142949185348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/330515142949185348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/06/jesus-christ-lord-savior.html' 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One that fills me with hope and love&lt;br /&gt;Surround me with joy and peace&lt;br /&gt;For only You could calm my weary mind and heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You cover me with the warmth of Your embrace&lt;br /&gt;When I feel so cold, You comfort me&lt;br /&gt;You lead me to the wonder of all Your ways&lt;br /&gt;With You is the safest place I could ever be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happens, happens for a reason&lt;br /&gt;And I know the reason is Your will&lt;br /&gt;Your plans are present in every season&lt;br /&gt;In perfect time, the hurting wounds are going to heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gently fix what's torn and broken inside&lt;br /&gt;If only I give You all the pieces&lt;br /&gt;My deep worries and pain would suddenly subside&lt;br /&gt;You save me from my weaknesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no other whom I could turn to easily&lt;br /&gt;No other whom I could run onto&lt;br /&gt;When fears and sorrow and darkness besiege me&lt;br /&gt;There is no other to lean onto, only to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lord, all my life I'll be holding on to everything You do&lt;br /&gt;And believe on the promises You've made&lt;br /&gt;Let me walk closer 'cause I've been needing You&lt;br /&gt;I trust that Your love for me will never ever gonna fade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3337428252356858292?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3337428252356858292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3337428252356858292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3337428252356858292'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>A Father's Letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;My Child,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know me,&lt;br /&gt;but I know everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when you sit down and when you rise up. &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am familiar with all your ways. &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the very hairs on your head are numbered. &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 10:29-31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you were made in my image. &lt;br /&gt;Genesis 1:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In me you live and move and have your being.&lt;br /&gt;Acts 17:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are my offspring. &lt;br /&gt;Acts 17:28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you even before you were conceived. &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 1:4-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose you when I planned creation. &lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 1:11-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were not a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;for all your days are written in my book. &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:15-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I determined the exact time of your birth&lt;br /&gt;and where you would live. &lt;br /&gt;Acts 17:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are fearfully and wonderfully made. &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knit you together in your mother’s womb. &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And brought you forth on the day you were born. &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 71:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been misrepresented&lt;br /&gt;by those who don’t know me.&lt;br /&gt;John 8:41-44&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not distant and angry,&lt;br /&gt;but am the complete expression of love. &lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is my desire to lavish my love on you. &lt;br /&gt;1 John 3:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply because you are my child&lt;br /&gt;and I am your Father. &lt;br /&gt;1 John 3:1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I offer you more than your earthly father ever could. &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 7:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am the perfect father. &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 5:48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand. &lt;br /&gt;James 1:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am your provider and I meet all your needs. &lt;br /&gt;Matthew 6:31-33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan for your future has always been filled with hope. &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you with an everlasting love. &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 31:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts toward you are countless&lt;br /&gt;as the sand on the seashore.&lt;br /&gt;Psalms 139:17-18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I rejoice over you with singing. &lt;br /&gt;Zephaniah 3:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never stop doing good to you. &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 32:40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you are my treasured possession. &lt;br /&gt;Exodus 19:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desire to establish you&lt;br /&gt;with all my heart and all my soul. &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 32:41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to show you great and marvelous things. &lt;br /&gt;Jeremiah 33:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you seek me with all your heart,&lt;br /&gt;you will find me. &lt;br /&gt;Deuteronomy 4:29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delight in me and I will give you&lt;br /&gt;the desires of your heart. &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 37:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For it is I who gave you those desires. &lt;br /&gt;Philippians 2:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am able to do more for you&lt;br /&gt;than you could possibly imagine. &lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 3:20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am your greatest encourager. &lt;br /&gt;2 Thessalonians 2:16-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also the Father who comforts you&lt;br /&gt;in all your troubles. &lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 1:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are brokenhearted,&lt;br /&gt;I am close to you. &lt;br /&gt;Psalm 34:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a shepherd carries a lamb,&lt;br /&gt;I have carried you close to my heart. &lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 40:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I will wipe away&lt;br /&gt;every tear from your eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Revelation 21:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll take away all the pain&lt;br /&gt;you have suffered on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;Revelation 21:3-4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am your Father, and I love you&lt;br /&gt;even as I love my son, Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;John 17:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed. &lt;br /&gt;John 17:26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the exact representation of my being. &lt;br /&gt;Hebrews 1:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to demonstrate that I am for you,&lt;br /&gt;not against you. &lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:31&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to tell you that I am not counting your sins.&lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 5:18-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled. &lt;br /&gt;2 Corinthians 5:18-19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His death was the ultimate expression&lt;br /&gt;of my love for you. &lt;br /&gt;1 John 4:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up everything I loved&lt;br /&gt;that I might gain your love. &lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:31-32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you receive the gift of my son Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;you receive me. &lt;br /&gt;1 John 2:23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will ever separate you&lt;br /&gt;from my love again.&lt;br /&gt;Romans 8:38-39&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come home and I’ll throw the biggest party&lt;br /&gt;heaven has ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;Luke 15:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been Father,&lt;br /&gt;and will always be Father.&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 3:14-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question is…&lt;br /&gt;Will you be my child? &lt;br /&gt;John 1:12-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for you. &lt;br /&gt;Luke 15:11-32&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Your Dad,&lt;br /&gt;Almighty God&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— &lt;i&gt;Father’s Love Letter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-373414914105605576</id><published>2011-05-22T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T19:40:45.598+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>Our Strength</title><content type='html'>© mariakath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the world left us all alone&lt;br /&gt;Who do we turn to?&lt;br /&gt;When things get lost and out of control&lt;br /&gt;Who do we call onto?&lt;br /&gt;There'd be times when our eyes&lt;br /&gt;get filled with tears&lt;br /&gt;And our hearts get flooded with&lt;br /&gt;yearnings and fears&lt;br /&gt;Who'll be there to open up&lt;br /&gt;the door and the windows&lt;br /&gt;And let the light creep in to dissolve&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's shadows?&lt;br /&gt;Life can be so hard and at times&lt;br /&gt;we just couldn't help&lt;br /&gt;But think that maybe it's best to&lt;br /&gt;give up on fighting today's circumstances&lt;br /&gt;but it's also life which proves us how&lt;br /&gt;we could be so wrong&lt;br /&gt;To believe that we can never be&lt;br /&gt;too strong&lt;br /&gt;We could be so lonely but if we just&lt;br /&gt;look up above&lt;br /&gt;There will always be our Amazing God&lt;br /&gt;to back us up and show us Great&lt;br /&gt;and Eternal Love&lt;br /&gt;He hears us when we call&lt;br /&gt;or even when we cry&lt;br /&gt;Why not let Him be the Reason to live&lt;br /&gt;each day with a smile?&lt;br /&gt;For the Lord is our Healer from each&lt;br /&gt;and every pain&lt;br /&gt;He is our Strength and He'll guide us&lt;br /&gt;all through the way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-373414914105605576?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/373414914105605576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=373414914105605576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/373414914105605576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/373414914105605576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/05/our-strength.html' title='Our Strength'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7622997660609365423</id><published>2011-05-22T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T19:40:45.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>I Am Never Alone</title><content type='html'>&amp;copy; mariakath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of darkness You showed the light,&lt;br /&gt;I knew You were there&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how You've touched me when I was&lt;br /&gt;drowning in despair&lt;br /&gt;You called me when I was lonely and lost&lt;br /&gt;You gave me Your guiding love,&lt;br /&gt;You gave me warmth when I was cold and numb&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere I turn to, I knew&lt;br /&gt;I'd find You&lt;br /&gt;Leading me out of the creepy shadows,&lt;br /&gt;casting away my fears and sorrow&lt;br /&gt;With You I am safe, I am blessed&lt;br /&gt;I'm not worthy at all yet You offered me&lt;br /&gt;Your forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;And who am I to be so scared?&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness and affection, Your loving&lt;br /&gt;protection and all You are is my strength&lt;br /&gt;And as I walk forth, spending every second&lt;br /&gt;of this life to You I owe&lt;br /&gt;Deep within my heart, my Lord,&lt;br /&gt;You were there and I know for certain&lt;br /&gt;Through all these times, I am never alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-740119856748348908</id><published>2011-05-20T13:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T13:59:51.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reposts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Unwritten Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_I62LDsCAc/TdYBuTUGbaI/AAAAAAAAAbc/TO5DTkRQiWA/s1600/single.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_I62LDsCAc/TdYBuTUGbaI/AAAAAAAAAbc/TO5DTkRQiWA/s320/single.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PEOPLE have always dreamt about a time-travelling machine to relive their happiest memories, but what they don’t realise is that one is already here, in the form of music.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, music, not some sort of top-secret device. Music has the innate capability to transport anyone to virtually anywhere with its lyrics and melody, including the past, and in some cases, the future too. For those of us who listen to music everywhere we go, music has an even stronger connection to us simply because certain songs could have played when big or small events happened in our lives. One such song for me that never fails to make me smile is You Can by David Archuleta, which sends me back to a lovely day in San Diego where I first met him… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Festive music is a great example of how music can make us remember happy times, since those songs are usually played only during a certain season. It gets us into the holiday mood, days before the actual holiday, and when they are heard during other times, they can bring back the fondest of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music’s ‘transportation’ abilities don’t just end in reminding us of the past; it can take us to completely different places and make us feel like we are in entirely different situations. That special quality is probably why we love to listen to music especially when we’re upset, because it can make us feel happy and forget about what was bothering us in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the music video that accompanies the song also plays a big part in determining what we recall when we hear a song. For example, I always picture a balcony and a ballroom from the Renaissance Period when I listen to “Love Story” by Taylor Swift, and whenever I hear Jesse McCartney’s “How Do You Sleep” I think of the roofless car that he’s in for most of the video. In this way, I’ve been to many wonderful places just by listening to music, and felt emotions I wouldn’t otherwise have even known. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see, we don’t have to experiment with strange machines to time-travel anymore, because music makes it so easy to travel to anywhere in just a few beats. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nst.com.my/nst/articles/2011051816120820110518161208/Article/#ixzz1MjtqEGwZ"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;; Alicia Loh, http://alicialoh.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-740119856748348908?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/740119856748348908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M_I62LDsCAc/TdYBuTUGbaI/AAAAAAAAAbc/TO5DTkRQiWA/s72-c/single.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7502646215603335007</id><published>2011-05-10T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T13:45:31.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Hello Sleepyhead</title><content type='html'>&amp;copy; mariakath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sleepyhead you must be too tired&lt;br /&gt;I know stress has consumed much of your time&lt;br /&gt;Don't you have the chance to spend even a minute from the night&lt;br /&gt;Gazing upon the stars, taking deep breath and leaving worries behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've got nowhere to lay down your head&lt;br /&gt;You know on my shoulder you can always take a rest&lt;br /&gt;Just leave a little of your free moments with me&lt;br /&gt;Right by my side, with my caress, I'd let you sleep safe and soundly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams I sincerely hope you'd find&lt;br /&gt;I'll be staying with you until you open your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And though it's me you might forget one of your busy days&lt;br /&gt;I wish you'd remember that I'm ready to be your blanket and your pillow... and&lt;br /&gt;I'm there for you, for always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winks* :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7502646215603335007?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7502646215603335007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7502646215603335007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Wish I Am Where You Are</title><content type='html'>© mariakath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I am where you are&lt;br /&gt;Where I could lock you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;Where your hands could hold mine&lt;br /&gt;Where we could meet each other's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Where heart beats are for real&lt;br /&gt;And love is all that's there to feel&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could see how much I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;Think, I could give anything&lt;br /&gt;Just so I could be with you&lt;br /&gt;We've always been so far apart&lt;br /&gt;Wish I am where you are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-2819277925022758760?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2819277925022758760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-1856906445715695736</id><published>2011-04-16T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T20:25:01.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Just Like Strangers</title><content type='html'>© mariakath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think we're back to where we started,&lt;br /&gt;strangers&lt;br /&gt;Who never knew each other well&lt;br /&gt;The way you were is lost&lt;br /&gt;Though you've left your name at the open door&lt;br /&gt;I could recall the moments&lt;br /&gt;But your warmth, not anymore&lt;br /&gt;The words you've spoken have flown&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find where, they were almost gone&lt;br /&gt;You who said wouldn't be going anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Have let me leavin', away&lt;br /&gt;fallin' into pieces&lt;br /&gt;And it was those eyes of yours, lookin' at me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe telling this is all we could be&lt;br /&gt;While I would've wished that night didn't last&lt;br /&gt;Have got not a chance to call your name or look back&lt;br /&gt;Haven't even saved something to keep,&lt;br /&gt;you were unreachable&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm back to how I was,&lt;br /&gt;almost... invisible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(another unfinished poem)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-1856906445715695736?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/1856906445715695736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=1856906445715695736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1856906445715695736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1856906445715695736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/04/just-like-strangers.html' title='Just Like Strangers'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-4751369414984688018</id><published>2011-04-14T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T21:43:06.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>Somewhere That Person Is</title><content type='html'>"... I know he hurt your feelings so badly, but your love isn't fading. I'm wishing, hoping, praying you'll find the guy that'll never hurt you and will love you like no other.", a friend told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, she knew about him. I've had mixed emotions as we we're talking about how I am feeling, earlier. I, too, have been hoping I'd find that kind of person though I can't help but also hope the one who use to bring me to tears is that one we were both hoping I'd meet. But still, I know he might no longer be the one my friend wants for me. I'm insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just want the best for me, and I must admit that things she tells me might be right. Like, I have to move on. But we both know that no matter how I try, I still can't. She just knew how much I feel for that person and I am thankful enough she understand why it's too hard for me to do. I don't want her to worry about me and she does everytime she gets to know that I'm almost breaking down in pain. But I don't wanna lie, either. I don't wanna tell her such lies, like I already moved on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can say that I am insane, indeed. I don't know what that person have done to me. I was almost perfectly fine until I met him. And now, he's someone I can't easily forget. Whenever he's there or even when he's not, it hurts. It's stupid 'cause holding on to what I feel just keeps on hurting me but look, I still can't learn exactly, how to let go of it, even if some things tell me this wouldn't get me anywhere. Can anybody help me realize the right thing for me to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversince I've felt this way, I've forgotten the kind of guy I wanna be with... The kind of guy, my friend would gladly want me to be with. I've wanted someone who could make me smile the real smile. Someone who could make me feel special. Someone who could make me cry, but would never ever try. And then it all didn't matter to me. I just wanna love and be loved back. Hmm... idk, maybe these things are gonna change. But somewhere that person is, is where part of my heart would be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-4751369414984688018?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/4751369414984688018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=4751369414984688018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4751369414984688018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4751369414984688018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/04/somewhere-that-person-is.html' title='Somewhere That Person Is'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-9137212412420735835</id><published>2011-04-13T08:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T21:41:44.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><title type='text'>I Don't Know</title><content type='html'>Mood:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] happy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sad&lt;br /&gt;[x] I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, for real! Isn't it cra--...&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or fallin' in love? (crazy) Is it real or just another crush? (another crush... Yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... no! This post has nothing to do with it. I'm not crushin' on anyone right now. (really?) haha. It's just that I was supposed to write a question, "Isn't it crazy?", and then those lines from me love DavidArchie's song, 'Crush' just popped in my head so I thought of writing it. LOL So yeah, I am really crazy... And weird, ain't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, as much as others don't, I, too, can't even understand myself. I can't remember exactly when I started to feel this way, like almost nothing seemed so clear to me. I have so many questions, what's and why's. And the answers don't seem to show up. Maybe, they were meant to be unanswered or I might figure those out in time. It's confusing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moving on... Yesterday, I've had a conversation with a friend over the phone. There were instances when I'd just smile or laugh about the things he say. And then there were those moments where I find myself speechless, especially, whenever he mention a special person's name and his thoughts about him. And then minutes before we hit the 'end call' button, unexpectedly, he said something like, "Never let go of him...". I had no idea what to say. At the back of my mind, I thought it felt right though it hit me straight through as if my heart's gonna crash again. I never had the chance to say, I had no one to let go of. 'Cause although I knew I don't want to, he's not even mine. He was never mine. Everybody just thought, he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might understand the way I was that moment, if you know how it feels to have and to not have someone at the same time. It cuts deep. All those times, I've tried making myself believe he's mine, when the real thing is that, he isn't mine at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't forget how it hurts but I've got nothing left to do. This is the reason why sometimes, my mood is, "I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Random post, isn't it? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-9137212412420735835?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/9137212412420735835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=9137212412420735835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/9137212412420735835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/9137212412420735835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-know_13.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3605520811778222245</id><published>2011-04-13T08:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T17:35:19.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><title type='text'>I Don't Know</title><content type='html'>Mood:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] happy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sad&lt;br /&gt;[x] I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, for real! Isn't it cra--...&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or fallin' in love? (crazy) Is it real or just another crush? (another crush... Yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... no! This post has nothing to do with it. I'm not crushin' on anyone right now. (really?) haha. It's just that I was supposed to write a question, "Isn't it crazy?", and then those lines from me love DavidArchie's song, 'Crush' just popped in my head so I thought of writing it. LOL So yeah, I am really crazy... And weird, ain't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, as much as others don't, I, too, can't even understand myself. I can't remember exactly when I started to feel this way, like almost nothing seemed so clear to me. I have so many questions, what's and why's. And the answers don't seem to show up. Maybe, they were meant to be unanswered or I might figure those out in time. It's confusing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, moving on... Yesterday, I've had a conversation with a friend over the phone. There were instances when I'd just smile or laugh about the things he say. And then there were those moments where I find myself speechless, especially, whenever he mention a special person's name and his thoughts about him. And then minutes before we hit the 'end call' button, unexpectedly, he said something like, "Never let go of him...". I had no idea what to say. At the back of my mind, I thought it felt right though it hit me straight through as if my heart's gonna crash again. I never had the chance to say, I had no one to let go of. 'Cause although I knew I don't want to, he's not even mine. He was never mine. Everybody just thought, he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might understand the way I was that moment, if you know how it feels to have and to not have someone at the same time. It cuts deep. All those times, I've tried making myself believe he's mine, when the real thing is that, he isn't mine at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't forget how it hurts but I've got nothing left to do. This is the reason why sometimes, my mood is, "I don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Random post, isn't it? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3605520811778222245?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3605520811778222245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3605520811778222245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3605520811778222245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3605520811778222245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-know.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-4140003625243521025</id><published>2011-04-06T16:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T17:37:14.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>And Then It Hurts Again</title><content type='html'>Since I've been hit by too much pain, it seemed like I couldn't get better on things I used to do. Like, it's been hard for me to write lately... Which means I've not much to express my feelings into. And although I might come up with little ideas, I often forget those and end up with no topic to write about at all. I'm not that good on writing, yes. I'm more on sharing about personal stuff though it seem like nobody reads it but it somehow means something to me, that's why I don't mind if anyone or no one would read this at all.  I am a girl who used to cry when I'm hurt, but sometimes, tears just couldn't fall even how I want them to. So I thought, this is another way to somehow lessen the pain. Oh wait... This part is getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I've found myself cryin' over the same reason again. Don't you think this is stupid? No matter how I try to ignore and forget the pain I've been feeling since months ago... I still can't. Since then until now, I don't know why. Since then until now, I don't know what to do. I know, I've told that person that I'd understand... But it's really hard to understand why that sort of thing had to happen. We acted like there's nothing, right after, without putting an end to what has been. Or maybe we had, it just didn't seem like it was. I pretended that I was fine. I pretended that it didn't really hurt that much, yet until now, I still feel it strong. Well sometimes, it tends to hide and those were the times when I know I could smile. And then it hurts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to realize, maybe he's more to me than I thought he was, when there wasn't a day that I don't remember his name and who he is as my heart tells me. He really is special though it may be hard to explain why. And I've been missing that person so much. I've been missing the way he was to me. But what's the use of holding back when it wouldn't get what was, back. I've wanted to hold on to this feeling, but would it be right if I'd wait for him when I don't even know if it will lead us to somewhere we were? Or could the tears I've cried take what we had back to us again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'll stay where we are. I might cry over that reason again but only time or maybe him as well, can tell if I should just let go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-4140003625243521025?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/4140003625243521025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=4140003625243521025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4140003625243521025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4140003625243521025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-then-it-hurts-again.html' title='And Then It Hurts Again'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-1709309348314810899</id><published>2011-03-10T20:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:12:31.435+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>That Night was Sparkling</title><content type='html'>It's been almost a month since the &lt;b&gt;Taylor Swift live in Manila&lt;/b&gt; event and it's just now that I've thought of writing something about that wonderful experience I've had.&amp;nbsp;FAIL! But... it's better late than never right? :P So here's my brief story about that wonderful event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought I won't be able to watch her since just a few weeks after the release of tickets, the next thing I know is that those were already SOLD-OUT! I was going crazy thinking where I'd find a pass but there seemed to be nothing left for me that I even came to the point when I had no other choice but accept that I couldn't go. I was sad. Oh how sad I've felt at those times. Luckily, I've met someone who was actually looking for someone who'd buy her excess ticket. I grabbed it! And I was like &lt;i&gt;OMG! OMG!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haha. I was so happy. I've been waiting for her to have a show in the Philippines for quite a long time. Then the most awaited event came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-h00dKqgMY74/TXizfv-C0PI/AAAAAAAAAbI/wFtI7RZy49w/s1600/183894_1650028446566_1112636728_31610055_2473558_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-h00dKqgMY74/TXizfv-C0PI/AAAAAAAAAbI/wFtI7RZy49w/s320/183894_1650028446566_1112636728_31610055_2473558_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px;"&gt;TSPH people with Taylor Swift's web guy, "Mr. Jordan Connect".&lt;br /&gt;Let's just pretend that "CONNECT" is his last name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last February 19, the &lt;a href="http://taylorswiftph.com/"&gt;Taylor Swift Philippines&lt;/a&gt;' officers as well as the members gathered at the General Admission entrance wearing the free I love Taylor Swift shirt from Candie's, along with the other fans who were also in line waiting to get inside. There we also get to meet &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Speak-Now-Taylor-Swift/dp/B003WTE886?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003WTE886" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;'s web guy, Jordan who was then touring around the venue with some of the foreign concert crew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After doing a lot of waiting and falling in line, we were in at around 6 in the evening. Forget about the other things that happened and the expensive foods being sold inside the Araneta Coliseum and let's just continue the story with where Sam Concepcion did the front act, performing hit songs such as &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Teenage-Dream-Katy-Perry/dp/B003L77TZI?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003L77TZI" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;'s single, &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Firework/dp/B003Y3SQFQ?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Firework&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003Y3SQFQ" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Around thirty minutes later,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Speak-Deluxe-Bonus-Videos-Tracks/dp/B004927I50?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B004927I50" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt; finally showed up singing &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Sparks-Fly/dp/B0048IMZTE?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Sparks Fly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0048IMZTE" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt; in her&amp;nbsp;glamorous&amp;nbsp;dress. The stage lights were awesome. Taylor is so gorgeous.&amp;nbsp;I was stunned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-sT5TpKrnUGw/TXjEv6iKOFI/AAAAAAAAAbM/wf_k4uwDZwA/s1600/184733_1804648071143_1088121986_32118006_7104911_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-sT5TpKrnUGw/TXjEv6iKOFI/AAAAAAAAAbM/wf_k4uwDZwA/s320/184733_1804648071143_1088121986_32118006_7104911_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were wearing these shirts all-throughout the concert with&lt;br /&gt;number "13" written at the back of our hands.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The crowd went wilder when she spoke in Tagalog words like, "&lt;i&gt;Magandang gabi&lt;/i&gt; (Manila)", "&lt;i&gt;Kamusta kayo&lt;/i&gt;", "&lt;i&gt;Salamat&lt;/i&gt;" and "&lt;i&gt;Mahal ko kayo&lt;/i&gt;" which were quite endearing. During the concert, she showed her skills on playing music instruments like, the guitar, piano and ukelele paired with her own sweet voice and an astounding production. There were several moments on the show when I just can't stop the tears falling from my eyes... especially when she was singing &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Enchanted/dp/B0048IQQTY?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0048IQQTY" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;... 'Cause I was enchanted to see her and I wished she knew it. Ah! You should've seen my friends beside me crying, too. I bet we all felt the same. It was crazy. Oh, how we adore Taylor Swift so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Everyone was singing along with her all-through, that it almost seemed like a big karaoke party. Taylor was surprised on how enthusiastic her fans were.&amp;nbsp;It was such a wonderful experience. There was never a dull moment.&amp;nbsp;Aside from seeing one of the best-selling international artist giving her all for the sake of an extraordinary performance, you might also get astonished seeing her like a real-life Barbie doll ruling the stage. That show was amazing! Her band did a great job, too. They were all awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bV00TujckJY/TXzBrGG2mVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/hLvXtPscnLk/s1600/184733_1846374365969_1438977316_2142381_4149051_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bV00TujckJY/TXzBrGG2mVI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/hLvXtPscnLk/s320/184733_1846374365969_1438977316_2142381_4149051_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wasn't it enchanted huh? That night was really sparkling.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm happy for my friends who had the chance to see her and hug her and talk to her. I didn't get to meet and greet her unlike them, but I'm still happy I'd get to watch it. It was unforgettable — the frenzied screams, the singing voices, and the look on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Taylor-Guitars-TS-BT-Dreadnought-Saplele/dp/B002PJ4Z50?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B002PJ4Z50" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;'s face. Everything felt surreal. Ah! I hope, she'd come back to the Philippines for another concert. That would be great! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-1709309348314810899?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/1709309348314810899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=1709309348314810899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1709309348314810899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1709309348314810899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/03/taylor-swift-live-in-manila-experience.html' title='That Night was Sparkling'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-h00dKqgMY74/TXizfv-C0PI/AAAAAAAAAbI/wFtI7RZy49w/s72-c/183894_1650028446566_1112636728_31610055_2473558_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5450387645466601510</id><published>2011-02-24T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T18:39:03.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><title type='text'>I'll Just Go On</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes you have to let go to see if there was anything worth holding on to. - Unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Lately, I've been through so much drama. I've been disappointed and hurt. My heart was like crashing. I've felt like I wanna hide somewhere&amp;nbsp;no one could see me. I didn't know what to do, seriously. Tears couldn't stop falling.&amp;nbsp;A sort of simple thing gone complicated has brought me into kind of confusing days. I haven't felt that way for quite a long time that&amp;nbsp;I had no idea how to react but, you know... ah! it's hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through a fight with someone who've been close to me. I know my faults... but I know it wasn't just me who did something wrong,&amp;nbsp;yet I acted as if I was the only one to blame as that person have made me feel that way, too. I know I shouldn't have argued, and that I should have controlled my temper even how I've been hurt. I stayed up and think things through. I never wanted it to last too long so I tried to end it with an explanation and a sincere apology, because it was the best thing to do. I apologized... and apologized... and... apologized again. But it was unaccepted and I've got blocked and felt I was being hated. I never knew how hard it was to try fixing things up, and have yourself get neglected. I found myself in the corner, finding nothing else to do, feeling tired. It was painful. We never talk to each other the same way again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted is for us to be the way we were, but it seemed like a bigger damage has been done and we can never get things back to how we wanted them to be no matter how hard we try. Or was it just me who wanted to bring the old times back? I've been holding on for quite a long time. I've said, what we had couldn't be something I'd give up. But I remembered, there was a goodbye. What was it in goodbye that I can't understand? For days, I've been thinking, maybe it doesn't mean that way... but as how things are going in between... I realized, maybe it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered myself, saying I don't want to lose that person but perhaps, things like this just really happens.&amp;nbsp;Taking deep breaths, slowly, I'm trying to accept it. Now I don't know but, I guess, I'll just go on, letting go of what time has left broken.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It would not be fair if I'd still mind about someone who has already forgotten about me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;That person has already moved on and I should, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;As I've said before, i&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;t wasn't the easiest thing to do and may not be the hardest either. But I'll keep waiting and trying until I learn that it doesn't matter to me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5450387645466601510?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5450387645466601510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5450387645466601510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5450387645466601510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5450387645466601510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/02/ill-just-go-on.html' title='I&apos;ll Just Go On'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5477582897246963597</id><published>2011-01-14T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T13:16:32.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Wishin' I'd Realize What I Have When You Were Mine</title><content type='html'>Here's is the official music video of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Back-To-December/dp/B0048IRSLE?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Back to December&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0048IRSLE" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;, second single from Taylor Swift's third album entitled, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Speak-Deluxe-Bonus-Videos-Tracks/dp/B004927I50?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Speak Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B004927I50" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt;. It's definitely one of the nicest mv's I've ever watched. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LNLv_GR8vvE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LNLv_GR8vvE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="266"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... the song is beautifully written and the video does an excellent job of bringing the story to life. This emotional, artistic clip plays out a like a short film and definitely leaves you wondering if these two broken hearts will ever find their way back to together again.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;— &lt;a href="http://blog.gactv.com/blog/2011/01/13/watch-the-world-premiere-of-taylors-swifts-video-for-back-to-december/"&gt;Jason Mease &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to December has been one of my favorite tracks from the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Speak-Now-Taylor-Swift/dp/B003WTE886?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Speak Now&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003WTE886" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /&gt; album. Everytime I listen to it, I seem to feel the artist's feelings, and I think it's one of the things which made this song sound emotionally beautiful. Sometimes, it makes me wish it's just a part of their story and that there is this happy ending for Taylor Swift and the guy with whom she dedicated this (may it be for Taylor Lautner or not) waiting to be written at the right time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5477582897246963597?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5477582897246963597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5477582897246963597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5477582897246963597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5477582897246963597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2011/01/wishin-id-realize-what-i-have-when-you.html' title='Wishin&apos; I&apos;d Realize What I Have When You Were Mine'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-705470238416441245</id><published>2010-12-22T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:30:03.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Whoah! It's like it's been a little while! It's Christmas again. Time flies really quick, isn't it? Happy birthday to our dear Savior Jesus Christ! Happy Christmas to all of you. May your lives be filled with love, joy, peace and happiness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/AEGqKLPGboE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AEGqKLPGboE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AEGqKLPGboE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/cGEbfP3Afbg/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cGEbfP3Afbg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cGEbfP3Afbg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish the good wishes you all wish! Lots of love to all. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-705470238416441245?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/705470238416441245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=705470238416441245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/705470238416441245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/705470238416441245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas!'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5044480382780521483</id><published>2010-12-18T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T21:56:36.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>I Remember it was on a Wednesday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green, purple and pink pretty lights were hanging above my head&lt;br /&gt;I was standing, waiting, counting the minutes until you're there&lt;br /&gt;For you're all it takes to brighten up the empty stage&lt;br /&gt;And save me from the madness creeping in that crazy place&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by way too slow and I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you'll be around made me forget how my feet hurt&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts about meeting you was the only thing I have in mind&lt;br /&gt;After quite a long time, at last, I&amp;nbsp;didn't have myself&amp;nbsp;left behind&lt;br /&gt;The people start screaming nonstop, I held my little breath&lt;br /&gt;You came out in the spotlight ready to heat up the moments ahead&lt;br /&gt;You talked, you smiled...&amp;nbsp;I've felt your presence a bit too perfectly&lt;br /&gt;Was I daydreaming? I can't believe I'd get to see you, finally&lt;br /&gt;I watch you own&amp;nbsp;the stage&amp;nbsp;shifting your sight from left to right&lt;br /&gt;Loved the way you asked us to sing a line from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Elevator/dp/B00446BWHQ?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Elevator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B00446BWHQ" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; that says...&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;hi-i-i-igh...&lt;/em&gt; (high)"&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes staring&amp;nbsp;at your hands hitting the piano keys&amp;nbsp;on &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Crush/dp/B001DU4PHA?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Crush&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001DU4PHA" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to sing&amp;nbsp;along with you on the last of the three songs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Something-Bout-Love/dp/B003VCY6PE?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Something 'Bout Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003VCY6PE" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the first part of the show was over, I watched&lt;br /&gt;as you turn around and leave&lt;br /&gt;That very moment, I've realized how seeing you walk away feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I know, you're&amp;nbsp;supposed to come out&amp;nbsp;again after a little while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really glad we're just halfway to the end of that memorable night&lt;br /&gt;Got speechless when you talked to me... I was tongue tied&lt;br /&gt;I can't forget how hearing your voice off the mic sounded like&lt;br /&gt;But the best part is when your hand have met mine&lt;br /&gt;Your&amp;nbsp;sweet&amp;nbsp;smile&amp;nbsp;shined brightly over the shadows and dimming lights&lt;br /&gt;And how wonderful it was&amp;nbsp;getting to&amp;nbsp;look&amp;nbsp;closely in&amp;nbsp;your eyes&lt;br /&gt;For a second I've felt like staring at the&amp;nbsp;deepness of the night sky&lt;br /&gt;It turn out to be that time&amp;nbsp;seemed to pass&amp;nbsp;by slower than slow&lt;br /&gt;There seemed to&amp;nbsp;be no one but you and I, and little sparks aglow&lt;br /&gt;When it&amp;nbsp;was time to go,&amp;nbsp;I walked out the door&amp;nbsp;trying not to look back&lt;br /&gt;But kept&amp;nbsp;inside&amp;nbsp;my heart this dream come true's photographs&lt;br /&gt;For meeting you is a precious thing to me though reasons are&lt;br /&gt;quite hard to explain&lt;br /&gt;Eversince the 17th of November I've been missing you always,&lt;br /&gt;so maybe I'll keep wishin' until I&amp;nbsp;see you again someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5044480382780521483?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5044480382780521483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5044480382780521483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5044480382780521483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5044480382780521483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/12/green-purple-and-pink-pretty-lights.html' title='I Remember it was on a Wednesday Night'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-2412123223425408865</id><published>2010-12-10T22:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T20:32:47.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>Leave All the Rumors Forgotten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TQI3gpeglfI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xmNKGptwoqc/s200/cospic.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I think, David gained following from Filipino fans not because of Charice Pempengco and definitely not because of her name.&amp;nbsp;We can say that likewise, Charice didn’t get more fans because she’s being linked to David.&amp;nbsp;Before their collaboration on the rendition of the Christmas song entitled, “&lt;i&gt;Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas&lt;/i&gt;”, there'd already been the so- called Pinoy Archangels / Archienoys who were supporting him eversince the start of American Idol Season 7. I guess, anything else about his fame and the growth of his career, does nothing about anyone but himself and the ones who were always at his back, and the people behind who were working with him. It's him with a lot of good intentions, great talent and one of a kind personality who worked so hard to build his name and have his music heard on every corner of the world because it's his voice who speaks for himself. People love him because he's positive and extraordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"It's important to try to keep a positive attitude ... It's not the easiest thing. I may not be able to keep up with everything but I try my best. You can look at the negative things and the things that are going wrong, but there are so many positive things, too. It's so important to just keep that hope..."&amp;nbsp;– David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;He shows a different kind of character which is really hard to find. He has got something other popular names and faces haven't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As far as we know since they worked together on the said song, David Archuleta and Charice have been good friends but I doubt the idea that the two would look good or would make a perfect match as a couple.. in music maybe, but romantically, that's a big NO! Seriously, this CharChie issue is not making any sense that it's better to ignore the rumor between my inspiration and my&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;kababayan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;but what are you going to do if it affects a lot of people who were close to you? It's kind of getting on my nerves that the next thing I wanna do is speak it all out 'til I get over it. Look, it's not that they won't really look perfect for each other but, you know, it's not the kind of thing that everyone should be talking about. Are they too desperate to find Charice a match, a suitor, a lover, a boyfriend? And does the rumormakers think David who has so much niceness would be turned down by a girl easily? Charice’s still young and getting into a commitment can wait. Haven’t they realized how that fake news could affect what people might get to think about her? And please, BUSTED couldn't be the word to describe Archie… no way! He isn't even busted. There wasn't any courtship. David hasn’t shown romantic interest to any other girls out there, not even to Charice. Leave these young people alone. They’re just friends and Charice is quite far from Archie's kind of perfect. One last thing, just in case they would use this for another stupid issue, Archuleta fans especially the girls didn’t freak out because they’re jealous, we all want what’s best for him because it’s what he deserves, definitely not this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hope this rumor proven wrong&amp;nbsp;wouldn't&amp;nbsp;bring up the past malicious speculations about David. Well, I know, it’s over but haven’t been forgotten since I still hear it from several people so, just wanna comment about that. As a fan, it hurts to hear gossips around and read an article saying negative things about the artist I admire especially when all there apparently is, a lie. Can people who do this kind of stuffs for once get a little sensitivity and avoid making simple things, complicated? Being a beautiful guy and single doesn't make him gay. We should know our limits. We should respect how one lives his life. We should mind ours and seek for self-growth. He's a guy and he's concentrating on his career and doesn't have time for love at this moment or&amp;nbsp;hasn't&amp;nbsp;found the right one yet that's why he's not in a relationship right now. It's clear that he's focused on his dreams, so bury this gay issue forever. It's just another non- sense story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No one can ever tell who made who famous or who made who gain a lot of fans. And he do not deserve people who are there to judge him or to give malicious opinions about him. He's not the one who needs a lot of popularity anyway. Know him more, so you'd know why... David Archuleta is David Archuleta to the Archies especially to the Filipino fans because he's David Archuleta, a man of wisdom, an artist with a positive character, great talent and who is such an amazing inspiration to other people and never a David Archuleta because of someone else's name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Maybe, I'm right to say that the four F's in his life– the Almighty Father, his family, his friends, and his fans are the ones who know and appreciate all the nice things he does and all that he is. People like him easily because he’s likeable.&amp;nbsp; He is loved because he’s lovable–&amp;nbsp;he’s unique and definitely not just the typical artist you’ll find in the entertainment industry. What made him closer to the public especially to his fans is the fact that in some ways he shares something wonderful to us, he serves as a role model so we believe we, too, could make ourselves better persons determined to reach for our dreams just like what he did.He's not just somebody, he's someone... and he's way too special.We won't get tired of supporting him because he's worth it all. We always know he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-small;"&gt;"My fans were not simply fans; but instead a group of people who, for some reason or another, decided to unconditionally believe in me."&amp;nbsp;–&amp;nbsp;David Archuleta,&amp;nbsp;Chords of Strength: A Memoir of Soul, Song, and the Power of Perseverance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I am a proud Archuleta fan and this is what I want to say to all the issues that's been thrown to my inspiration, the one who touched me through his music and life perspectives, David Archuleta. I’m speaking on behalf of my archufriends who were likewise affected about the kind of news and articles that almost never had said any truth about our dear DavidArchie. I'm really hoping there'll be rumors no more. Well, as a line from one of his songs says...&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;I know, things are gonna get better&lt;/i&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/2136383876180143019-2412123223425408865?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2412123223425408865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=2412123223425408865&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2412123223425408865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2412123223425408865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/12/leave-all-rumors-forgotten.html' title='Leave All the Rumors Forgotten'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TQI3gpeglfI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xmNKGptwoqc/s72-c/cospic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-228132204918626392</id><published>2010-12-02T20:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:18:02.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>The First Time I've Met David Archuleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table align="left" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TPeU25JpjaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/8SHZBuH3PXU/s1600/74149_1352614234452_1804290764_671094_1812672_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TPeU25JpjaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/8SHZBuH3PXU/s200/74149_1352614234452_1804290764_671094_1812672_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;David Archuleta sweating in the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;middle of his performance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿There’s nothing more precious for a fan than getting to see her sweet inspiration right in front of her eyes. It’s enchanting; it’s magical, something like, wonderful? Once I was just there, staring at those archupics imagining he’s actually in front of me and then suddenly, those moments for a while turned into a reality. I couldn’t find the perfect word to describe the moment the awesome &lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Other-Side-Down-David-Archuleta/dp/B003WSFXNQ?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;David Archuleta &lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003WSFXNQ" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was singing for the lovely crowd, where I, along with the amazing Archienoys was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;I seriously thought I wasn’t going to make it to the promo tour at SM North Edsa Skydome and was expecting for sad days ahead after the 17th of November. Not getting to see my dear Archie for the 2nd time I thought would be more depressing than what I’ve felt the first time I missed it. But maybe, that chance was really meant for me to take so unexpectedly there I was, standing with huge amount of archupeople enjoying what the day has to give. I was even one of the 400 early birds who has been entitled for the Meet &amp;amp; Greet plus, ta-dah!... autograph signing! I’ve been very happy. At once I’ve felt lucky for the first time ever in my whole life (just kidding). LOL And&amp;nbsp;funny that I was numbered 143, yeah 1-4-3 like “I love you”. Cute number, right? Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;show started around&amp;nbsp;6 o'clock in the evening, imagine I'm already there at 8am. I've waited too long, got too tired but nothing has ever stopped me. All I had in mind was that, &lt;em&gt;Later I'm gonna see him, can't wait!&lt;/em&gt; It's kinda hot in the venue, even hotter when we finally&amp;nbsp;heard his&amp;nbsp;voice which is always music to my ears and I thought it sounds better when&amp;nbsp;you strongly feel his presence, you know, when he's just there, too close, like only a few steps away. Sometimes, he laughs a little, talks a little, smiles a little and sings a little lot, of course, during his performance. Having him sing three songs and watch him play the piano was so much better than not hearing anything at all. Well, that event was a blast! To hear him sing live is one of the best experiences this fan girl has ever had, another is getting to meet him. Yeah right, I’ve met him (haven't I mentioned that already? LOL). And while he was signing my &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Other-Side-Down-DVD-Deluxe/dp/B003XX9ONA?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Other Side of Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003XX9ONA" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; album inlay this ubershort conversation took place:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Hi David!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Looking at him who’s sitting about 10 inches away, I think.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;David: Hello! How are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(He asked while he’s about to sign my stuff)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: I’m f-fine…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Speechless, you know the feeling when you know you have a lot to say but when you’re about to say those, you remember only a few of it like only 0.01 out of 100%... FAIL! But looking on the bright side, it’s alright; at least we had a conversation, better than none. Ha-ha. Then, he’s done.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Smiling at him. David’s looking at me with his permanent smile, of course. LOL yeah, permanent, that’s the term, ‘cause his smile never left his face.  It’s the best thing he wears always. He's beautiful.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;table align="left" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TPeVCgEtIaI/AAAAAAAAAYY/VsNftm_Br0E/s1600/150020_1352605954245_1804290764_671058_3788852_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TPeVCgEtIaI/AAAAAAAAAYY/VsNftm_Br0E/s200/150020_1352605954245_1804290764_671058_3788852_n.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;David Archuleta's The Other Side of Down Promo&lt;br /&gt;Tour advertisement at the SM North Edsa.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Okay, moving on, guess what? We shook hands! I’ve melted. I shivered and lost my mind afterwards… for real! His eyes are gorgeous, I love looking at them. ASDFGHJKL! Fun fun fun! Best day ever! &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Those lots of falling in line and waiting for hours that I did and my hurting feet didn’t really matter ‘cause it was really worth it— I've had what I've always wanted. I even got to meet my cyber archufriends personally and finally, after a long time we've been texting and chatting and doing conference calls, so yeah, what a day!&amp;nbsp;Sad though that&amp;nbsp;I didn't get to spend much time&amp;nbsp;with them but hopefully sooner,&amp;nbsp;we'll see each other again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, It’s been 2 weeks, and I kinda miss it. I actually miss him more since then. Meeting David Archuleta for the first time is a dream come true for me. I know, it will always stay in my mind and in my heart. It's such a sweet memory I’m going to treasure forever and I sincerely wish, it wouldn’t be the last but the first of many fan memories that are yet come for me. Love him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-228132204918626392?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/228132204918626392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=228132204918626392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/228132204918626392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/228132204918626392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/12/first-time-ive-met-david-archuleta.html' title='The First Time I&apos;ve Met David Archuleta'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TPeU25JpjaI/AAAAAAAAAYU/8SHZBuH3PXU/s72-c/74149_1352614234452_1804290764_671094_1812672_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-2959004387987135270</id><published>2010-09-18T15:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T16:15:43.453+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stand there and try to pretend&lt;br /&gt;But is it going to make any sense?&lt;br /&gt;Though we act like how we were before&lt;br /&gt;The feeling would always&amp;nbsp;be different&lt;br /&gt;if it really feels different&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things are bound to change&lt;br /&gt;We can't ever fight it's fate&lt;br /&gt;To let it be, 'cause it's just the way they have to be&lt;br /&gt;Even if it's&amp;nbsp;what has to&amp;nbsp;be for&amp;nbsp;both&amp;nbsp;you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If&amp;nbsp;words can stop us from the steps we're gonna make&lt;br /&gt;If I run to get&amp;nbsp;closer&amp;nbsp;to you&lt;br /&gt;If I shout and call out your name&lt;br /&gt;Could that put us together and make things&lt;br /&gt;stay the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, nothing can keep us be the way&lt;br /&gt;we were back then&lt;br /&gt;It goes to show that nothing in this world really is&lt;br /&gt;permanent&lt;br /&gt;And it's hard to get up finding&amp;nbsp;all the used-to-be's&lt;br /&gt;slowly fade&lt;br /&gt;But there's a line trying to take place in between us&lt;br /&gt;and make&amp;nbsp;things different...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-2959004387987135270?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2959004387987135270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=2959004387987135270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2959004387987135270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2959004387987135270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/09/different.html' title='Different'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3524550863568740037</id><published>2010-08-06T13:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T17:29:59.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>Woah Oh Oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's Something 'Bout Love's Official Music Video!&amp;nbsp; Guys check this out! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="216" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1awBvC2cVRM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1awBvC2cVRM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="216"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGosh! I was breathless! He looks so different in this video... aww... I really miss him. I think he have lost some weight but he seems more matured now. (I am so glad he didn't have any love interest in this music video. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this mv's nice. I love the setting and the way the mood shifts from something deep and serious into a way more&amp;nbsp;positive emotion. It was like, connected to the message of the music, as the song itself says... &lt;em&gt;there's something 'bout love that breaks your heart... but don't give up... there's something 'bout love&lt;/em&gt;. There was that side of love which hurts but also the other side which is really something... I think the way "something" is, is something we are to figure out if we don't give up on love no matter how it breaks our heart, no matter how painful it can be. They say that's how true love goes. We stand for&amp;nbsp;what we feel, we hold on 'cause we know that it's really worth that something, whatever that may be. If we choose to stop, we'll never know what that something&amp;nbsp;about love is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TFur0RkfXmI/AAAAAAAAAXc/31I1VLZoghc/s1600/sbl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" bx="true" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TFur0RkfXmI/AAAAAAAAAXc/31I1VLZoghc/s200/sbl.jpg" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't fight, don't hide those stars in your eyes... Let 'em shine tonight... Let 'em shine tonight...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Buy a copy of Something 'Bout Love!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Something-Bout-Love/dp/B003VCY6PE?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003VCY6PE" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something 'Bout Love FTW! it's such a nice song. And I can't wait for David Archuleta's upcoming album entitled, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Other-Side-Down-David-Archuleta/dp/B003WSFXNQ?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;The Other Side of Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003WSFXNQ" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;. Gotta have a copy of it! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3524550863568740037?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3524550863568740037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3524550863568740037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3524550863568740037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3524550863568740037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/08/woah-oh-oh.html' title='Woah Oh Oh'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/TFur0RkfXmI/AAAAAAAAAXc/31I1VLZoghc/s72-c/sbl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-1747204980332735031</id><published>2010-07-07T20:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:30:16.369+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>I Miss You...</title><content type='html'>© mariakath &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;But the miles won't let me hold you close and tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Still, your smile is way too far from my sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Like a spark starting to bear none of it's little light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My heart dims with all this longing tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-1747204980332735031?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/1747204980332735031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=1747204980332735031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1747204980332735031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1747204980332735031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/07/mariakath-but-miles-wont-let-me-hold.html' title='I Miss You...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8803512691721339259</id><published>2010-05-12T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:33:24.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>If I'm a Dandelion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could I be a dandelion for a day?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna float merrily in the summer air&lt;br /&gt;And let the wind blow me hard&lt;br /&gt;Just so I could travel on that far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little by little 'til I'm miles and miles away&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get my smile on your way&lt;br /&gt;I'll be spinning, oh, you might be surprised&lt;br /&gt;Sooner I'll be in front of your lovely eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie, catch me so I could kiss your hand&lt;br /&gt;Ask for my love, your wish is my command&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if I'm a dandelion you'll be the &lt;br /&gt;lucky one&lt;br /&gt;Say you want me, and I'll give what you want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8803512691721339259?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8803512691721339259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8803512691721339259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8803512691721339259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8803512691721339259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-im-dandelion.html' title='If I&apos;m a Dandelion'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7836099436238792874</id><published>2010-05-10T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T20:21:23.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>When You Left Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were standing next to me and I can't say anything,&lt;br /&gt;I think, I know where this thing is going.&lt;br /&gt;There was a deep silence and tons of sighs&lt;br /&gt;With just a look I've figured out, we're not alright.&lt;br /&gt;There's coldness that seizes what we used to have before.&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we the way we were anymore?&lt;br /&gt;From that sweet hello, now you seem to try&lt;br /&gt;Telling me the feeling's off to a sad goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;When it haven't even get to where we expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;You're losing grip, it's clear to see.&lt;br /&gt;You've made me believe you won't give me up&lt;br /&gt;But you did and I needed to take a step back.&lt;br /&gt;Once you've told me, whatever it takes you'll be waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Yet here, every word you've said were going down,&lt;br /&gt;shattering...&lt;br /&gt;And all the pieces left me with the sound of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;I loudly hear.&lt;br /&gt;It's as painful as this&amp;nbsp;bleeding heart's broken beat...&lt;br /&gt;Crashing way too deep, and is playing on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Right&amp;nbsp;when&amp;nbsp;you turned away from me and decided to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7836099436238792874?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7836099436238792874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7836099436238792874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7836099436238792874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7836099436238792874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-left.html' title='When You Left Me'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-1637245636364430804</id><published>2010-05-07T16:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:18:58.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>I Wish You Were Here With Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;© mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As I breathe the air I'm breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It seemed like your breath I'm taking in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And the way I feel the touch of the summer wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It's as though your arms were wrapped around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;With your lovely smile the bright moon holds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Warm and never seemed so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Just like the sweet silence and the glow on your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Defined by that vast velvet sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I could feel my heart's each and every beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wilder than the little waves dancing beneath my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I was for a while sitting still on the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It could've been better if I were holding your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I look up, the stars were out tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And a meteor that didn't pass my sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;If only I've seen it, I would've&amp;nbsp;whispered softly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;A simple wish of having you&amp;nbsp;here with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-1637245636364430804?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/1637245636364430804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=1637245636364430804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1637245636364430804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1637245636364430804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/05/night-nearby-sea.html' title='I Wish You Were Here With Me'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-4208506948711438760</id><published>2010-04-10T14:56:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T18:57:40.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>It's David Archuleta back on the American Idol Stage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8AdvYR9OjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/EHhvsgLtJd0/s1600/untitled.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="132" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8AdvYR9OjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/EHhvsgLtJd0/s200/untitled.JPG" width="200" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It's &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chords-Strength-Memoir-Perseverance-Celebra/dp/0451230183?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0451230183" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; back on the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/American-Idol-Star-Challenge-Game/dp/B000BO5V2W?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000BO5V2W" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; stage. Okay sooooo,&amp;nbsp; I was really excited when I've learned that he'll be on the said show knowing that it's been a while, I mean, a long, long while since I last saw him appear on our tv... and on the other's tv, of course 'cause it was aired on the local television network via &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/DirecTV-D11-Digital-Satellite-Receiver/dp/B000H3AQUY?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;satellite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000H3AQUY" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;, but that is if they were tuning in to the same channel. LOL Am I making&amp;nbsp;sense?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Imagine-John-Lennon/dp/B0000457L2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Imagine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0000457L2" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;, he also sang that &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Lennon-Legend-Very-Best-John/dp/B00000634J?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;John Lennon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B00000634J" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; original&amp;nbsp;on the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/American-Idol-Best-Worst-Limited/dp/B000B58D0S?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;American Idol season 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000B58D0S" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; finale. Yeah, AI 7 finale... I think that was the last tv&amp;nbsp;performance that I've watched — and it was two years ago. And then, I last saw him appear on the news, because of the David's (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/David-Cook/dp/B001ACH4DS?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;David Cook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001ACH4DS" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/David-Archuleta/dp/B001CB6RTO?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001CB6RTO" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;) live in Manila concert (held&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;the Mall of Asia concert ground) which I have been longing to watch last May 16, 2009 but I didn't get to come there to watch my dear favorite male music artist... oh, it's been almost a year. Wait, where am I now? LOL Back to the topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There I was nearly freaking out when last Thursday, I've found out that I missed the part where &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/David-Archuleta-Dream-Big-Superstars/dp/1422215970?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=1422215970" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; was singing Imagine once again on the current &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/American-Idol-Best-Worst-Limited/dp/B000B58D0S?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000B58D0S" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; season. Imagine how much I've wanted to see him 'cause I haven't been so updated lately, and then that sort of thing happened.&amp;nbsp;So here the story goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've been watching &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Leave-Right-Heard-American-Season/dp/B003F0X9R8?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;American Idol Season 9&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003F0X9R8" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;result's night&amp;nbsp;(and I could say, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/American-Idol-Aaron-Kelly-Ringer/dp/B003E3MFVW?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Aaron Kelly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003E3MFVW" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; is so cute and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/American-heart-Casey-James-Womens/dp/B003E3GFRM?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Casey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B003E3GFRM" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;'s beautiful with his ponytailed curly blonde hair. LOL) but because people at home were bugging me for they want to watch a soap opera&amp;nbsp;from another network... I did them a favor. A moment, I've changed the channel... after &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jason-Derulo/dp/B0030BYWKU?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Jason Derulo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B0030BYWKU" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Whatcha-Say/dp/B002AEFCYI?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Whatcha Say?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B002AEFCYI" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;)... And then I'm back. &lt;em&gt;Can't wait to watch him&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;Can't wait&lt;/em&gt;...&amp;nbsp;I've had that thought on my mind. And then there's Riri a.k.a. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rated-R-Rihanna/dp/B002QB1910?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B002QB1910" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;, nice! I was still waiting for David... &lt;em&gt;What takes&amp;nbsp;him so long?...&lt;/em&gt; But I still keep on waiting.&amp;nbsp;Until&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/RYAN-SEACREST-FAMOUS-Stories-Housely/dp/0977669343?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Ryan Seacrest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0977669343" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;finally announced that Big Mike was to be evicted yet was&amp;nbsp;saved by the judges from eviction.&amp;nbsp;The next thing I've known... it was the end of the show! I did get to watch JD, but I really didn't know that Archie's next after the short break. Gaaaah! So yeah, again as usual... I missed watching him, like I always do the time when he was still one of the contestants on the Season 7. Isn't it crazy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, I thought, I couldn't watch him&amp;nbsp;on the 8pm replay 'cause people at home wants&amp;nbsp;tv series and I've no choice but let them enjoy their favorite shows. I was sad. But then, I was aware that they're going out...&amp;nbsp;and they went out. I've had one last chance. I immediately tuned back in hoping they won't arrive quickly so I could see the part I've missed... they didn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And yessss! I've seen &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/David-Archuleta/dp/B001NR4596?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001NR4596" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;, with his new hairstyle which made him look more younger. I was so happy then.&amp;nbsp;A very nice performance, that is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's it! I think this post really didn't make any sense but I chose to post this anyway. So long. Feel free to watch &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/DAVID-ARCHULETA-SHIRTS-T-SHIRTS-BABYDOLL/dp/B001XXRAMY?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001XXRAMY" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;singing&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Imagine-Deluxe-John-Lennon/dp/B000AYELY2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Imagine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B000AYELY2" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; for the second time on the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dont-Mean-Rude-But-Backstage/dp/0767917413?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;American Idol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0767917413" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;'s stage. Here it is! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-174HSd5Gk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L-174HSd5Gk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-4208506948711438760?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8AdvYR9OjI/AAAAAAAAAWk/EHhvsgLtJd0/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-2965388797852322349</id><published>2010-03-24T13:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:45:36.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>When I Think of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;© &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;When I think of you, I remember summer day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;the light in your eyes, the sweetness of your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And I hear your voice singing songs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;breaking silence in my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;bringing lovely music, playing as if it never ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;When I think of you, I catch my breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;It was like I forget how to breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;And it's as if time passes by slowly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;'cause even when you're not around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I see that little smile of yours chasing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;When I think of you, daydream starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I open my notebook and scribble little hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;after I write your name in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I put a thought of you in my dear diary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;your love is a part of my wish list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;When I think of you, I feel as if when I needed to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I could break any wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;I wanna stand at the top of a building so tall&lt;br /&gt;and scream my feelings out loud,&lt;br /&gt;just so you'll hear me say it even if you're far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;When I think of you, I try to get you out of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;but I don't know how to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;'cause everywhere I look at, all I see is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;All that you are, all that I dream we could be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;is taking over me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;baby, when I think of you, I can go crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-2965388797852322349?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2965388797852322349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=2965388797852322349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2965388797852322349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2965388797852322349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-think-of-you.html' title='When I Think of You'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5161588897157277682</id><published>2010-02-23T11:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T18:20:28.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Make you feel me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;© &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;How did I start to feel the way I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I know this must be something I shouldn't have,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Giving in to this feeling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;is wrong, it doesn't seem right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Whenever it's on my mind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;a bit pain puts me into sleepless nights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;What brought me to this affection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;that always leads me to think of you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And to think that slowly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I've been wanting you all-through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;What's with you? Why is it you I can't resist?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Tell me, what's behind all these...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;That I need to draw you near...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;To get closer and closer to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I want a conversation with you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I want you to tell me anything, everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I wanna show you my other side you've never seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I wanna lock you in my arms with my tight embrace...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Your warmth, I wanna chase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;My hands wanna hold yours...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;How would it feel to linger with your presence?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;My heart is longing to touch you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;to see you, to have you beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;You're taking away a piece of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;How am I supposed to stop you, baby?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;How could I stay away from getting astray?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;When it seems that I'm up to know who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;and to feel something from you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;and to make you feel me, the same way as I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5161588897157277682?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5161588897157277682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5161588897157277682&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5161588897157277682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5161588897157277682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/02/make-you-feel-me.html' title='Make you feel me'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-6094888950419606090</id><published>2010-01-23T14:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T10:41:19.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>This is a story of two girls with the same name yet different spellings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always tell me "I love you, mwuaahh...", sometimes, I'll just reply, "I miss you! xoxo". hahahaha! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S1qPdMKmfoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6_a6X359arA/s1600-h/trincia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S1qPdMKmfoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6_a6X359arA/s200/trincia.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;©mariakath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long ago? or should I say, it was five years then,&lt;br /&gt;way back when I was like thirteen...&lt;br /&gt;I've met a new girl in the sophomore class.&lt;br /&gt;I can recall she was wearing eyeglasses.&lt;br /&gt;I don't talk to her that much and she's same to me.&lt;br /&gt;Little did she knew, she was on my project diary.&lt;br /&gt;And I wrote supposedly, "I think we won't get along with."&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what brought me to write it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just my first impression&lt;br /&gt;also, not everyone likes her at all...&lt;br /&gt;Then,&amp;nbsp;I figured out how wrong I was...&lt;br /&gt;I guess, we've been so mean to ignore her at once.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why and when,&lt;br /&gt;can't even recall how these has all began.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing we've said to each other&lt;br /&gt;or the question we asked, I also can't remember...&lt;br /&gt;It's just, as time goes by I've found us together.&lt;br /&gt;Day by day, we're getting closer and closer.&lt;br /&gt;She has one of the funniest laughter,&lt;br /&gt;that makes me wanna laugh whenever.&lt;br /&gt;Through the years that come and go, we learned&lt;br /&gt;how to keep even our craziest secrets.&lt;br /&gt;Have we any fights or arguments before?&lt;br /&gt;None, just misunderstandings which were so immature.&lt;br /&gt;The moment when we both made up,&lt;br /&gt;we gave each other a huge huge hug.&lt;br /&gt;Funny that right away, I told her another secret to keep,&lt;br /&gt;Psshh... still a few knew about it as I am writing this.&lt;br /&gt;this poem is written for my Ate Kaye,&lt;br /&gt;and here is a part of all I wanted to say:&lt;br /&gt;We've met when we were on the first year of our being teens&lt;br /&gt;Talked and cried about stuffs which doesn't even deserve our tears&lt;br /&gt;Crazy but we're once frustrated about the boys we can't have&lt;br /&gt;'Til you decided to move on from your first love while I am here,&lt;br /&gt;still haven't experienced being in love.&lt;br /&gt;Now were growing up and sooner will leave our teenage years&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to think about what for us, trully means.&lt;br /&gt;And you, you mean so much to me even if I don't say so&lt;br /&gt;I won't ever forget that&amp;nbsp; all through these times, I have you...&lt;br /&gt;From crying moments to laughing memories...&lt;br /&gt;From girl talks and serious stuff which our voices speak.&lt;br /&gt;You are Katrina and so am I!&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is that I've got 'H' after 'T' on mine.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if we're quite different on spelling our names?&lt;br /&gt;What matters is that they always almost sound the same.&lt;br /&gt;They were like you and me, quite the different girls &lt;br /&gt;others have known&lt;br /&gt;yet we still have a lot of a little something in common.&lt;br /&gt;And we went together a long, long way.&lt;br /&gt;What we have is what no one can ever take away.&lt;br /&gt;What's best is that our friendship is always here...&lt;br /&gt;and like buddies forever, sisters for life, partners in crime,&lt;br /&gt;for me that's what we are my dear.&lt;br /&gt;And I mean this, you're not my bestfriend girl!&lt;br /&gt;I cherish you more than that, for you are my true friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're one of the most precious gifts God has given me. Hmmm... I can't say anything that much... all that's left is that you occupy a special part here inside my heart. Thanks for being there. I love you mareng chorvang sis gurlay! hehehehe... ;) Lovelots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-6094888950419606090?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/6094888950419606090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=6094888950419606090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6094888950419606090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6094888950419606090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S1qPdMKmfoI/AAAAAAAAAVU/6_a6X359arA/s72-c/trincia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-507374351696322790</id><published>2010-01-19T10:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:22:09.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of arts and sketches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>We Played in the Swing</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S1UbzsABuJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/A6TCJKXLcbg/s1600-h/gracygracy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S1UbzsABuJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/A6TCJKXLcbg/s320/gracygracy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gracy Gracy&lt;/i&gt;, graffiti by me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;©mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;We've fallen to a place where we have only the two of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;To get there we've walked through the green fields of grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I saw little flowers that bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Near to it was a tree where  a swing was hanging on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;As the branches dance with the wind that blows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;it slightly moves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;We looked to each other and went to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;In that race we unexpectedly started I'm the one who won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;In a rush I took a sit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;You went to my back and touched the ropes that were holding it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Then with all your might, you pushed it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Back and forth it started to sway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;It did felt like I was flying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;And I caught you, you seemed kinda smirking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Funny little smiles we drew to our faces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Through the cold breeze it's happiness we have whispered...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;That was a good time we don't wanna let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;But later on we both knew we just have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;'Cause the morning is coming near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;We needed to say byebye to that joyful evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;We walked on to go home and suddenly I stopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;With just a blink of my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I've found me alone in my room and was lying down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;Crazy as it seems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS',sans-serif;"&gt;I've realized then, I just woke up from a dream. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-507374351696322790?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/507374351696322790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=507374351696322790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/507374351696322790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/507374351696322790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-played-in-swing.html' title='We Played in the Swing'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S1UbzsABuJI/AAAAAAAAAVM/A6TCJKXLcbg/s72-c/gracygracy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5548551838479205141</id><published>2009-12-22T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T20:47:43.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sy8qxpfmXSI/AAAAAAAAAUI/igKV15Mc5cY/s1600-h/merryChristmas.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sy8qxpfmXSI/AAAAAAAAAUI/igKV15Mc5cY/s320/merryChristmas.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-sowML45FEY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-sowML45FEY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is one of the most meaningful Christmas songs I've ever heard. I wish all the dreams in this Grown Up Christmas list would come true. It would be a different kind of joy to have a peaceful world filled with faith and love.&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/2136383876180143019-5548551838479205141?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5548551838479205141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5548551838479205141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5548551838479205141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5548551838479205141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-world.html' title='Merry Christmas World!'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sy8qxpfmXSI/AAAAAAAAAUI/igKV15Mc5cY/s72-c/merryChristmas.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5014028457064876370</id><published>2009-12-16T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T19:59:16.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of arts and sketches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SyhQAq5hD8I/AAAAAAAAATY/hUvs2N-9Y6s/s1600-h/sketch.tas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SyhQAq5hD8I/AAAAAAAAATY/hUvs2N-9Y6s/s200/sketch.tas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;I can't say anything more than this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: large;"&gt;I'm so happy I get to draw her like this&amp;nbsp;when I thought I can't. Yay! I really love&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fearless-Platinum-DVD-Taylor-Swift/dp/B002NPUCRQ?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;Taylor Allison Swift&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B002NPUCRQ" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;.&amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5014028457064876370?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SyhQAq5hD8I/AAAAAAAAATY/hUvs2N-9Y6s/s72-c/sketch.tas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-6815600378328279367</id><published>2009-11-16T20:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:23:54.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love the ARCHIEHOLICS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>I'll Always be Here for You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/"&gt;© mariakath&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If one day you would feel too much hurt inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it seems so hard for you to laugh or smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't forget to remember you've got someone who'll listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be the shoulder where you can always lean on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I always wanna see you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;cause I'm used to having you that way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but when the time came that you just can't help but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;draw a sad face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;there's no reason for you to feel ashamed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll stay with you until everything falls into place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's alright if I'd see you breakdown and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can tell me the feelings you've been trying to hide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll help you find ways to ease the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And wipe all the tears away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll be beside you so, hold on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'cause I won't let you fall apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd do anything to bring you back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just so, once again I could hear you laugh out loud...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll always be here for you, whether you need me or not. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-6815600378328279367?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/6815600378328279367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=6815600378328279367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6815600378328279367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6815600378328279367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/11/second-poem-i-made-for-mac.html' title='I&apos;ll Always be Here for You'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7820115446850390092</id><published>2009-10-22T14:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:58:59.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love the ARCHIEHOLICS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;True or False&lt;br /&gt;1. kissed someone on your friends list: False.:D&lt;br /&gt;2. Been arrested: False&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you like someone: True. of course... wee...&lt;br /&gt;4. Held a snake: False&lt;br /&gt;5. been suspended from school: False&lt;br /&gt;6. sang karaoke: True&lt;br /&gt;7. Done something but told yourself you never do: True&lt;br /&gt;8. Laughed until you cried: True&lt;br /&gt;9. Caught a snowflake on your tongue: False. Oh, I wish I could experience winter season.&lt;br /&gt;10. Kissed in the rain: False&lt;br /&gt;11. Sat on a roof top: True&lt;br /&gt;12. Been pushed into the pool with your clothes on: True&lt;br /&gt;13. Broke a bone: False&lt;br /&gt;14. Shaved your head: False&lt;br /&gt;15. Played a prank on someone: True&lt;br /&gt;16. Shot a gun: False&lt;br /&gt;17. Donated blood: False&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Person:&lt;br /&gt;1. you hung out with: my cotrainees. I wish I could w/ fabulous people to the right ---------&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha Jess is the original! I just edited her awesome statement.)&lt;br /&gt;2. you texted: amil, I guess. I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;3. you were in a car with: hmmmmm...?&lt;br /&gt;4. Person you went to shop with: can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;5. Last person you talked on the phone with: my mother.&lt;br /&gt;6. Made you laugh: Mac. he does it always.&lt;br /&gt;7. You hugged: can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sun or moon: Moon&lt;br /&gt;2. Winter or fall: Fall! but I really wish I could experience those seasons, especially with my sweet Archieholic friends and David Archuleta! ;)&lt;br /&gt;3. Left right: Right&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunny or rainy: Rainy&lt;br /&gt;5. where do you live: Philippines&lt;br /&gt;6. club or pub: club.&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want to get married: yea!&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you twirl or cut your spaghetti: Twirl&lt;br /&gt;9. What time is it: 2:10 PM&lt;br /&gt;10. Is there 1 or 2 people you can rely on: yea&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you afraid of commitment: yea. quite.&lt;br /&gt;12. What is your greatest hope or wish: uhmm... ARCHIEHOLICS. DAVIDARCHIE. DISNEY. USA. FRANCE/EUROPE. FILM. MUSIC. everything I dream of.&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you cook: Of course! they mostly rely it on me.&lt;br /&gt;14. Current mood: sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 48 hours:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kissed someone: nope.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sang: haha... yea. I sing a lot.&lt;br /&gt;3. Listened to some music: oh why of course.&lt;br /&gt;4. Danced crazy: yea.&lt;br /&gt;5. Cried: wow! nope.&lt;br /&gt;6. Liked someone but you can't have: maybe. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;First 25:&lt;br /&gt;1. First prom date: ???&lt;br /&gt;2. Who was your first roommate: hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;3. what alcoholic beverage do you drink or have drunk: I don't drink.&lt;br /&gt;4. What was your first job: none.&lt;br /&gt;5. First car: none.&lt;br /&gt;6. When did you go to your first funeral: I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;7. What was your first grade teacher: do I need to put her name here?&lt;br /&gt;8. Where did you go on your first airplane ride: I don't have my first airplane ride yet. But hopefully, next year... a flight to USA or Europe.&lt;br /&gt;9. When you snuk out of your house who was it with: what are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was your best friend: I don't really consider having a bestfriend now. But I treasure them a lot! ----------------------&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. who is your best friend: in english repetition refers to redundancy. haha! though this isn't quite the same as ^(the question above) was.&lt;br /&gt;12. Who was your first sleepover: haha. I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;13. Who is the first person you call when having a bad day: I don't really call on the phone. I don't even call from outside their house. Well sometimes I just keep it to myself. But it's funny that when I'm having a bad day... I'll just go to chat with the archieholics and then I feel better. What's with you guys that makes me feel happy when I'm sad?&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's wedding were you in: uhmm...&lt;br /&gt;15. What was the first thing you did this morning: woke up.&lt;br /&gt;16. What was your first concert you went to: unfortunately I've never been into a concert 'cause there's no one to go with me when David Archuleta had his concert in Manila. But I've performed in a concert way back my fourth grade. :)&lt;br /&gt;17. What was the last concert you went to: It would have been David Archuleta &amp;amp; David Cook live in Manila but it's not. :(&lt;br /&gt;18. First tattoo or piercing: pierced, when i was a baby.&lt;br /&gt;19. First celebrity crush: hehe. :D&lt;br /&gt;20. Current celebrity crush: I bet you know him.&lt;br /&gt;21. First crush: hmmmm...?&lt;br /&gt;22. Current crush: none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thx jess for the tag. Finally, I got to post another stuff on my blog after a long while. hehe. Love yah! &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7820115446850390092?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7820115446850390092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7820115446850390092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7820115446850390092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7820115446850390092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/10/truth.html' title='Truth'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3671702256111116351</id><published>2009-09-07T14:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:08:00.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love the ARCHIEHOLICS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>18 and Crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To do this, you put your age in the title and list that number of random things you have done in your life. Then tag as many people as your age, or as close to it as you can get, and make sure to tag the person that tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my 18 years I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. talked to myself&lt;br /&gt;2. danced all the way out of the campus&lt;br /&gt;3. acted on the stage&lt;br /&gt;4. walked in the rain&lt;br /&gt;5. got an Artist of the Year award&lt;br /&gt;6. been a blog-a-holic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. have met awesome friends&lt;br /&gt;8. slipped on the doorway in front of the class&lt;br /&gt;9. recorded my worst singing voice&lt;br /&gt;10. had shared no. 9 on an online friend&lt;br /&gt;11. been sad for weeks after I've missed to see Archie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. walked on the hot street barefooted&lt;br /&gt;13. played up on the mango tree&lt;br /&gt;14. cried over a touching movie&lt;br /&gt;15. been a part of a successful school concert&lt;br /&gt;16. been a music lover&lt;br /&gt;17. stared and hugged some others' photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. wrote a letter to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been tagged by an awesome friend Kylie/Yiyi/KylieKorn/MissMuffin/WhateverYouCallHer/etc. and just wanna say... love yah girl! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3671702256111116351?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3671702256111116351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3671702256111116351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3671702256111116351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3671702256111116351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/09/18-and-crazy.html' title='18 and Crazy'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-6877838389685308463</id><published>2009-09-01T12:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:24:24.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Could This Be Love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;© mariakath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind holding back from that sweet little smile&lt;br /&gt;Though it doesn’t seem the sweetest at all&lt;br /&gt;I bit my lips but it kept on painting one on mine&lt;br /&gt;As this crazy daydream started to go on&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow colors fall in front of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Like the cold raindrops during springtime&lt;br /&gt;Your singing voice seems to whisper in my ears&lt;br /&gt;With the cold wind that softly whistles&lt;br /&gt;As tender as the classical songs in the radio&lt;br /&gt;I listen to in every lazy summer afternoon&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like gentle lullaby which hums me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;But still I couldn’t help but stay awake&lt;br /&gt;As the bed where I sit seemed to float like a swing&lt;br /&gt;Across two large trees situated in the backyard&lt;br /&gt;My arms wave back and forth slowly&lt;br /&gt;As I found the wings to break free and fly&lt;br /&gt;It lifts my feet off the ground and I don’t know how&lt;br /&gt;It left me spinning and dancing gracefully around&lt;br /&gt;Until the sunset came at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;But the enchantment it didn’t tried stop&lt;br /&gt;I see as the night came along the way&lt;br /&gt;The glowing sparks floating in front of me&lt;br /&gt;As bright as the wide stellar sky&lt;br /&gt;Where the wishing stars could always be found&lt;br /&gt;This strange feeling really seems so real&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful that I wanna believe it’s true this time&lt;br /&gt;And I sincerely pray it wouldn’t end&lt;br /&gt;Asking God if it’s you, meant for me&lt;br /&gt;While I take deep breaths looking at you face&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats like a piano playing&lt;br /&gt;More lovely than the sound of a music box&lt;br /&gt;It is the most special piece I’ve ever heard in my life&lt;br /&gt;As I listen to it, I find time pass too slow…&lt;br /&gt;Have I already fallen? Could this be love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-6877838389685308463?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/6877838389685308463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=6877838389685308463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6877838389685308463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6877838389685308463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/09/could-this-be-love.html' title='Could This Be Love?'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8478067574709217091</id><published>2009-08-15T13:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:17:11.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love the ARCHIEHOLICS'/><title type='text'>How You Know You're A True Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This is one of the best posts I've ever read on the sweet site, &lt;a href="http://www.archieholics.ning.com/"&gt;Archieholics&lt;/a&gt;! Oh, I love them all, so much and I'm so glad I've met them especially those who I've got the chance to talk to. Though, you're not an Archieholic nor a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/David-Archuleta-songwriter-Billboard-discography/dp/6130261349?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=6130261349" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; Lover... I think you should read this message 'cause it's so meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://archieholics.ning.com/forum/topics/how-you-know-youre-a-true-fan"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;How You Know You're a True Fan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posted by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://archieholics.ning.com/profile/Prerana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Prerana (Moderator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;) on August 14, 2009 at 2:49am in Get Creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually one of my favorite things that I've written. For once, it's not a poem (I can write other stuff, but it seems like I never post it on here lol)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think it says a lot. I really hope you guys like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A True   &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Chords-Strength-Memoir-Perseverance-Celebra/dp/0451230183?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=0451230183" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; Fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re a true  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/David-Archuleta/dp/B001CB6RTO?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001CB6RTO" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt; fan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t say, “I love David Archuleta.”&lt;br /&gt;You say, “I need David Archuleta.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do you believe in David,&lt;br /&gt;But he’s also the reason you believe at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When rumors start to spread,&lt;br /&gt;You’re the one pushing them away.&lt;br /&gt;You’re the one who says “Stop. Enough.”&lt;br /&gt;Even if he never finds out you did, that wasn’t the point anyway.&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t do it to be thanked.&lt;br /&gt;You did it to stand up for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t defend him the same way you defend yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You defend him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ryan Seacrest announced that David Cook won “American Idol,”&lt;br /&gt;You didn’t turn off the TV and walk out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;You kept it on and watched,&lt;br /&gt;Just to make sure he was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When David’s nominated for an award,&lt;br /&gt;You vote until your fingers hurt.&lt;br /&gt;He may never know you did, but you know you did.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ll never be personally thanked, but it doesn’t matter.&lt;br /&gt;The smile on his face when he wins is thanks enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you think of everything he’s given you- music, friends, his life,&lt;br /&gt;And the things you do for him&lt;br /&gt;Seem like small favors in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he needs his space, you back off,&lt;br /&gt;But you’re always waiting, just in case he ever needs you,&lt;br /&gt;The same way he was there when you needed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re the kind of person who has a billion          &lt;/span&gt;         &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/David-Archuleta-Poster-Stripes/dp/B002F7E07A?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;posters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B002F7E07A" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;, magazines, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/DAVID-ARCHULETA-SHIRTS-T-SHIRTS-AMERICAN/dp/B001XZV6VS?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;link_code=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="1" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=unnoticeably-20&amp;amp;l=btl&amp;amp;camp=213689&amp;amp;creative=392969&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;a=B001XZV6VS" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px! important; padding-left: 0px! important; padding-right: 0px! important; padding-top: 0px! important;" width="1" /&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;But you would give these things up in a heartbeat,&lt;br /&gt;If he wanted you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve met David, you’ve thanked him.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t, you’ve been dying for the chance to,&lt;br /&gt;Just so you can let him know what he’s done for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things seem hardest, David’s the reason you get up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;He’s the reason you get up at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David is not just your idol, your inspiration, or even your hero.&lt;br /&gt;He’s your reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s the reason that you know everything will be alright,&lt;br /&gt;He’s the reason you laugh, the reason you cry, the reason you smile.&lt;br /&gt;He’s the reason you have so many friends.&lt;br /&gt;He’s the reason you understand.&lt;br /&gt;He’s the reason you believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that when there’s a will, there’s a way.&lt;br /&gt;But you know that really, when there’s a purpose,&lt;br /&gt;When there’s a reason, there’s a way.&lt;br /&gt;Because of David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you could say one thing to David, it wouldn’t be “I love you!” or “I’m your biggest fan!”&lt;br /&gt;You would only need two words,&lt;br /&gt;Two words that are enough to describe every way he’s ever impacted you,&lt;br /&gt;Two words that say nothing alone, but together mean everything,&lt;br /&gt;Two words that last a lifetime,&lt;br /&gt;Two words that you’ve been dying to say and can never say enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for you guys!        &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was so amazing! And I could relate to it. So much. Though I don't consider myself as a fan, neither do I consider all of the &lt;a href="http://www.archieholics.ning.com/"&gt;Archieholics&lt;/a&gt;. We are his friends. We are the real friends David could ever have, it's just that destiny might have forgot to give him.&lt;br /&gt;Love yah, Prepre... :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8478067574709217091?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8478067574709217091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8478067574709217091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8478067574709217091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8478067574709217091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-you-know-youre-true-fan.html' title='How You Know You&apos;re A True Fan'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8382241290557049534</id><published>2009-07-23T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:56:25.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Photograph and Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;copy; unnoticeably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yellow spit-up stains would have completely ruined the pictures taken way back from our yesterdays.&lt;br /&gt;The precious smiles painted on our lips were enough to prove how joyful the instant was.&lt;br /&gt;The glowing eyes reflect the colorful rainbow which burst out from our warm loving hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Those held the key for the skies to agree how tight the knot was tied as our hands touch to bond our different lives.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe time will wash away the hue and turn those memoirs into plain, used photo sheets soon to be torn and littered.&lt;br /&gt;But who would rather care than just let them be broken and trashed as they were filled with treasured mementos then and suddenly became empty and loss its worth.&lt;br /&gt;After all a photograph may fade but the wonderful moments it reminds would never unless we decided to let go and set them free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8382241290557049534?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8382241290557049534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8382241290557049534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8382241290557049534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8382241290557049534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/07/photograph-and-memories.html' title='Photograph and Memories'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-583551157246768913</id><published>2009-07-02T17:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:48:23.654+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of arts and sketches'/><title type='text'>I am glad to show you this! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Skx4xmKtpbI/AAAAAAAAARs/HHZcldCpCl8/s1600-h/davidarchie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353786850491082162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Skx4xmKtpbI/AAAAAAAAARs/HHZcldCpCl8/s320/davidarchie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DavidArchie by Maria Kathrina&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the very first sketch I made. Seriously, I didn't think it will work out for me. But then, it did and I am glad. It may not be perfect but at least I made it and I am glad to show you that I can do something if I really wanted to. We all can if we will try and do our best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care always and God Bless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you could view my other artworks at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://princessemarah.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://princessemarah.deviantart.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-583551157246768913?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/583551157246768913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=583551157246768913&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/583551157246768913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/583551157246768913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-glad-to-show-you-this.html' title='I am glad to show you this! :)'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Skx4xmKtpbI/AAAAAAAAARs/HHZcldCpCl8/s72-c/davidarchie3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7843463270261145738</id><published>2009-07-01T14:35:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T12:43:08.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>When You Say You Love Me David Archuleta</title><content type='html'>DavidArchie, if you happened to pass by this blog "Unnoticeably"... I hope you'll read this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Know what?... A simple 'thanks' from you would always be enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're the ones who couldn't thank you enough for all the things you've done. You're a blessing, an angel in disguise. We, your fans were called your angels... but the truth is that you were our angel. If you only knew, if you would seek... you'll see how much, how much you touched our lives. You don't know what you did... but we knew it... we knew it and we're grateful for it. If you would know, you'll then finally understand why, why we stay for you each and every day with each and every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile is worth more than any word your lips could speak. You could always make us cry, but the tears that fall from our eyes is not of pain but of joy... joy knowing that you appreciate all the ones you love and all the ones who love you and knowing that we belong to those you keep inside your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot I wanna say to you... about how you touched my life. If the chance would come my way... I will. I could scream it out loud to you across the miles... just to let you know. I could. Yes I could and how I wish you would hear me say it. Unnoticeably... was inspired by how you made a change in me. David... thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say that I'm your no.1 fan, but all the others could say they were, too... I don't mind. We're different, yet we're all the same... we were your fans... the ones with whom you could turn to. We always listen to you. We always do. Whatever happens, nothing will change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I couldn't thank God enough for knowing someone like you. I pray. I always pray that as time goes by... you would still be the David Archuleta we knew from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my dreams finally came true... I wish you're still you — the nice, sweet and loving Archie I admire. Whenever you remember the ones who love you and the ones you love... I hope... there's me, and them, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;When we say we love you... we mean it. We do. When you say you love us... we knew it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Maria Kathrina here... thanking you. God bless you always. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9U-CoMTdo4&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A9U-CoMTdo4&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credit to the one who made this tribute video... I was holding back my tears. LOL&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7843463270261145738?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7843463270261145738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7843463270261145738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7843463270261145738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7843463270261145738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-say-you-love-me.html' title='When You Say You Love Me David Archuleta'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-6657477765431091713</id><published>2009-06-29T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:34:57.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Whenever we remember</title><content type='html'>© unnoticeably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we find it hard to breathe, it helps to bring back the memories of a lovely past…&lt;br /&gt;We’ll just reminisce and suddenly we’re alright.&lt;br /&gt;For whenever we remember the happy moments, we also recall the wonderful feeling we’ve felt…&lt;br /&gt;The smiles and the laughter comes back and brings joy to our hearts once again.&lt;br /&gt;And at times that we feel so incomplete…&lt;br /&gt;We just think about those special people and we’ll seem to find the missing pieces, little by little until we get back to how we were before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-6657477765431091713?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/6657477765431091713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=6657477765431091713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6657477765431091713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6657477765431091713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/06/whenever-we-remember.html' title='Whenever we remember'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-1390853216458386806</id><published>2009-06-22T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:54:30.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>You and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;“You and Me” is not a past nor a history but a present as surprising as a gift wrapped creatively.&lt;br /&gt;We may be from different worlds apart yet the unique and special friendship we keep made us feel closer to each other, despite of the lonesome distance.&lt;br /&gt;Longing for that day when our eyes will meet again…&lt;br /&gt;I know time will come that with each and every tick of the clock; we could pleasantly celebrate the value and nature of our intimacy together and will be forever grateful…&lt;br /&gt;And knowing that nothing will change is enough to hold on…&lt;br /&gt;The stronger the feeling is, the sooner the chance will come along our ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-1390853216458386806?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/1390853216458386806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=1390853216458386806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1390853216458386806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1390853216458386806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-and-me.html' title='You and Me'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-4374999953202877126</id><published>2009-06-13T17:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:13:20.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Learn to appreciate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;copy; unnoticeably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There were moments in time that we keep on ignoring for they don’t seem special at all…&lt;br /&gt;We just realize their real worth, when they have passed and were already over.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the ones we don’t care about and we keep on pushing away…&lt;br /&gt;We just find out how much they mean to us only when they’ve already walked out of our lives…&lt;br /&gt;Regrets will enter the door with the fact that they might not come again no matter how hard we try to take them back.&lt;br /&gt;Learn to appreciate what has been with you through the times…&lt;br /&gt;Turn around and see.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes those we need and seek for were already in front of us, we won’t see them if we let our eyes remain closed…&lt;br /&gt;They might leave if we won’t let them come in.&lt;br /&gt;Or else we’ll just figure things out after it has already been too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-4374999953202877126?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/4374999953202877126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=4374999953202877126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4374999953202877126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4374999953202877126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/06/learn-to-appreciate.html' title='Learn to appreciate...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-1016571000497958466</id><published>2009-06-03T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:21:32.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>I Hope God Smiles on Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;copy; unnoticeably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The years that passed weren’t just a while&lt;br /&gt;I’ve realized this life as time goes by&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t seen so much more like before&lt;br /&gt;I’m wondering where I should go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living a day with a lost direction&lt;br /&gt;That has been one of my biggest regrets&lt;br /&gt;But I do my best to move on from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I’ll keep my faith, whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna be the wrong kind again&lt;br /&gt;If I tend to stop it won’t change everything&lt;br /&gt;Got to open my eyes and see clearly&lt;br /&gt;That everything good and right will set me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I try to fly would the wind carry me?&lt;br /&gt;Would it take me to where I wanted to be?&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel and share the love within me&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I’ll be, I hope God smiles on me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-1016571000497958466?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/1016571000497958466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=1016571000497958466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1016571000497958466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1016571000497958466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hope-god-smiles-on-me.html' title='I Hope God Smiles on Me'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3879316035406724024</id><published>2009-05-30T16:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:26:54.129+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making a difference'/><title type='text'>Have you ever realized what you have done?</title><content type='html'>© mariakath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever realized what you have done?&lt;br /&gt;Turn around, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Don't say she's getting ugly.&lt;br /&gt;You throw trashes on her face and find her dirty.&lt;br /&gt;You steal the air that she couldn't breathe easily.&lt;br /&gt;You waste the clean water until she got thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;You corrupt her treasures leaving her nothing.&lt;br /&gt;You hurt her pets which were innocents.&lt;br /&gt;You got food but didn't share it with those hungry children.&lt;br /&gt;How mean you were.&lt;br /&gt;She's nice to you.&lt;br /&gt;How selfish that you didn't even care though she's in pain.&lt;br /&gt;How could you do this?&lt;br /&gt;Your feet step onto her but she welcomed you instead of complaining.&lt;br /&gt;You made her weak.&lt;br /&gt;You made her sick.&lt;br /&gt;She gives you what you want and what you need.&lt;br /&gt;She's there when you seek for help.&lt;br /&gt;Now she needs you, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;Don't turn your back on her.&lt;br /&gt;Don't jsut ignore everything.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever realized what you're still doing?&lt;br /&gt;You were slowly cutting out the green.&lt;br /&gt;But it's never too late to act.&lt;br /&gt;Do what you should for you have done what you shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;You! I mean us.&lt;br /&gt;Let us give what we can... share peace, share love.&lt;br /&gt;Unite our hearts and spread happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Bring Mother Nature's beauty back to life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3879316035406724024?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3879316035406724024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3879316035406724024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3879316035406724024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3879316035406724024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/have-you-evere-realized-what-you-have.html' title='Have you ever realized what you have done?'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5759241541139236453</id><published>2009-05-22T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:28:16.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>How do you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a while that I haven't been updated. I guess, I'll be gone for another while. I am busy of learning my skills and kind of uhmm, getting some rest from summer classes. Also, still recovering for missing my favorite music artist David Archuleta in Manila. I didn't get to see him nor watch his guestings in Philippine TV and radio programs. Tsk. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I kinda miss blogging and you gals and guys online though I enjoy while I was away and unaware of what's been happening around. I've got no sensible posts right now. But I've put some of my writings here. Hope you read it and please do comment, it'll be much appreciated for I wanna hear from you. I know my writings weren't good enough. I need some kind of suggestions, etc. to improve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/search/label/writings%20and%20poetry" target="blank"&gt;unnoticeably: writings and poetry? click here&lt;/a&gt; (the link will redirect you to a new window)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Currently, I'm finding ways and doing the best I can to reach for my goals as soon as I can. Hope I can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you and God bless you all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. I've decided to use Maria Kath or might as well Maria Kathrina instead of Marah now since I'm more comfortable and used to it. (After all those times, it's just then when I realized lol.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lovelove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;maria kath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5759241541139236453?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5759241541139236453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5759241541139236453&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5759241541139236453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5759241541139236453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-do-you-do.html' title='How do you do?'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-1689563330414041998</id><published>2009-05-22T20:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:53:11.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>MR. LOL (Mister Laughing Out Loud)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe he didn’t mean to be&lt;br /&gt;But at times I find him cuddly&lt;br /&gt;That if only I could, maybe I would&lt;br /&gt;Eventually pick him out of the tube&lt;br /&gt;And pinch his chubby cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Not just have myself to sit and smirk&lt;br /&gt;Well, I couldn’t help smiling&lt;br /&gt;Whenever we two were chatting&lt;br /&gt;He got jokes from outer space&lt;br /&gt;It makes me put grin on my face&lt;br /&gt;When he show that sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;He will keep you laughing at the floor&lt;br /&gt;There were instances he reacts like crazy&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of weird but it’s funny&lt;br /&gt;And when I don’t know what he’s saying&lt;br /&gt;I used to put that confused emoticon&lt;br /&gt;He’ll reply three letter acronyms LOL (el-ow-el)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes that’s all he would tell&lt;br /&gt;At times there’s also that ‘ha-ha-ha’&lt;br /&gt;It also makes me want to ha-ha * =)) *&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know if he got speechless or something&lt;br /&gt;But somehow it’s better that no comment&lt;br /&gt;Together with his instant message&lt;br /&gt;Those were there almost always&lt;br /&gt;And it keeps me on asking “why?”&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why but never mind&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he’s just doing silly things around&lt;br /&gt;Or might as well, rolling down the ground&lt;br /&gt;But I would want to hear how it sounds * :) *&lt;br /&gt;Whenever he’s laughing out loud * ;) *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-1689563330414041998?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/1689563330414041998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=1689563330414041998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1689563330414041998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/1689563330414041998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol-el-ow-el.html' title='MR. LOL (Mister Laughing Out Loud)'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7915134794355512946</id><published>2009-05-22T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:50:39.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>A Pensive Princess's Tale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;copy; unnoticeably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See right into that cute little castle&lt;br /&gt;There’s a young lady on a glittery royal dress&lt;br /&gt;Fitted is a crystal tiara on her head&lt;br /&gt;As she elegantly stand on the red carpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brilliant was she as she slowly turns around&lt;br /&gt;Just as you hear that sweet touching sound&lt;br /&gt;Reflected by a mirror is that fascinating sheen&lt;br /&gt;An almost perfect beauty reigns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look before her wonderful face&lt;br /&gt;And on the wistful smile on her lips&lt;br /&gt;Despite of joyful impression and attention&lt;br /&gt;She’s stocked in a constant indescribable emotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to seek on her deeper side&lt;br /&gt;Something has she always hide&lt;br /&gt;What you see is a false pretension&lt;br /&gt;She’s trapped in a lonesome position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one has ever heard her heart&lt;br /&gt;It was screaming out loud from the start&lt;br /&gt;Every splendid thing just conceal her feelings&lt;br /&gt;Precious love was eventually missing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could always watch her dance and spin&lt;br /&gt;Softly and gracefully with the wind&lt;br /&gt;Have you asked if she get tired doing the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;As they let her repeat it over and over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though she wants to find her destiny&lt;br /&gt;No one will dare to let go and set her free&lt;br /&gt;For if this lovely lass has gone away&lt;br /&gt;Left will be the music box broken and unable to play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was meant to stay there forever&lt;br /&gt;And just wait for a prince to come here way&lt;br /&gt;What a pensive princess’s tale&lt;br /&gt;Would there be a happy ending for here someday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7915134794355512946?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7915134794355512946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7915134794355512946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7915134794355512946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7915134794355512946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/pensive-princesss-tale.html' title='A Pensive Princess&apos;s Tale'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3104600012571579620</id><published>2009-05-22T19:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T17:58:16.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Guide Me (Back Home)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;© mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Worries took control of my weary mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My heart can't help but bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I tried but deep inside I couldn't hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guilt would have nearly made me go insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm getting tired of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The pain is crashing deep into my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Loneliness would have covered my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would have given up from this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was lost, I've got nowhere to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't make it on my owm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't do things all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Give me strength to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Show me the road back into those arms again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guide me, I need to find my way back home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Only Hope, show me the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the darkness of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let me keep my faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wanna live for what's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Guide me, Oh guide me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need to find my way back home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3104600012571579620?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3104600012571579620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3104600012571579620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3104600012571579620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3104600012571579620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/guide-me-back-home.html' title='Guide Me (Back Home)'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7592672060898303678</id><published>2009-05-10T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:15:38.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making a difference'/><title type='text'>READ PHILIPPINES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sgarz59insI/AAAAAAAAAQE/CoKM-eEADmQ/s1600-h/core_read.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334139716887551682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 50px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sgarz59insI/AAAAAAAAAQE/CoKM-eEADmQ/s320/core_read.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;READ PHILIPPINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Director, READ Philippines:&lt;/strong&gt; John Entrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.core-nyc.org/read.html"&gt;For more information click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the READ PHILIPPINES Project, the&lt;br /&gt;Philippine Consulate General in New York hopes to develop in young&lt;br /&gt;Filipino-Americans, their friends, and the community at large greater interest&lt;br /&gt;and awareness of the Philippines and its values, history and culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the READ PHILIPPINES campaign was launched in November 2002, the&lt;br /&gt;Consulate has worked closely with the Filipino-American community and together,&lt;br /&gt;donated over 500 books, videos and CD- ROMS to school and public libraries in&lt;br /&gt;the tri-state area where many Filipinos study or reside. CORE, Inc. has&lt;br /&gt;continued this success by creating more READ Philippines collections around the&lt;br /&gt;tri-state area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CORE-READ PHILIPPINES has two components - Library&lt;br /&gt;Coordination and Community Outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Donate! &lt;a href="http://www.core-nyc.org/read.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source/ Credits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Collaborative Opportunities for Raising Empowement, Inc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.core-nyc.org/"&gt;http://www.core-nyc.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7592672060898303678?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7592672060898303678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7592672060898303678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7592672060898303678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7592672060898303678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/read-philippines.html' title='READ PHILIPPINES'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sgarz59insI/AAAAAAAAAQE/CoKM-eEADmQ/s72-c/core_read.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-2097488516223909505</id><published>2009-05-07T18:10:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:55:05.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>Eighteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maligayang bati sa aking kaarawan! Happy Birthday... Joyeux anniversaire! Qu wuo sheng er kuai le!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can no other answer make, but, thanks, and thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- William Shakespeare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today is my 18th birthday!... Thank you to those who remembered and greeted me. I love you, love you, love you! umwuaahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Info. Tech. 2-B: &lt;a href="http://cutenessity.blogspot.com/"&gt;zelle&lt;/a&gt;, apple, &lt;a href="http://gymickera.blogspot.com/"&gt;ruby ann&lt;/a&gt;, dudez, bruhs, bogz, wonderteam, etc. lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Rizalians a.k.a. Apanas? especially... amil, ate kaye, ara, gladys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;netfriends: especially macmac, &lt;a href="http://lancegerome.blogspot.com/"&gt;lance&lt;/a&gt;, michii, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;darren, &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/curiousmusic"&gt;curious&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/jkred115"&gt;jkred115?&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://dthoughtswhisperer.blogspot.com/"&gt;joxiang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's it! and also to those who'll greet me later (if ever) Thank you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is one of the best birthdays I've ever had. I love you guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take care always and God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;lovelove &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-2097488516223909505?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2097488516223909505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=2097488516223909505&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2097488516223909505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2097488516223909505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/eighteen.html' title='Eighteen'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-6298827443343326257</id><published>2009-05-02T15:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:07:33.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the right explanation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The leaf blown by the wind can never get back to the&lt;br /&gt;tree again... It might fall down the ground or travel far away...&lt;br /&gt;-marah&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=56688769"&gt;untitled&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=56688769,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor="&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=56688769,t=1,mt=video,searchID=,primarycolor=,secondarycolor=" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for the typographical errors...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is that we can never get back to the past again. The wind is time and the leaf is us. And the wind might lead the leaf down the ground where it would stay there forever or might as well take it to a place far from where it came from. Maybe the choice is ours, to hold on to the past and stay where we are or go with the flow of the wind and be where we should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know the best explanation to this at all. It's so crazy how I put it there when I couldn't find the true meaning of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways thanks for the time. Take care always and God bless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-6298827443343326257?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/6298827443343326257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=6298827443343326257&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6298827443343326257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6298827443343326257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-this-right-explanation.html' title='Is this the right explanation...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-667590896079511351</id><published>2009-05-01T11:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:52:04.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Know what fate is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Building a bridge of chance for someone you love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My Sassy Girl Korean Movie 2001-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, this is one of the best movies I've ever seen. As far as you all know, I dream of being a filmmaker and I would say that it is kind of related to the story I wanna write. When I watched it, I don't know but it feels like I wanna find ways to make my dream come true. I know My Sassy Girl isn't new to you.&lt;br /&gt;It has been popular for years until now *I suppose* and even had a US version last year.&lt;br /&gt;The story is funny and touching. At first I didn't thought the ending would be that way. Lol, it made me laugh and then, it made me cry and aww... the movie's very touching. Real love is in between the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;And because even after days and months, I couldn't get over it... Here it is for those who haven't watched it yet. Enjoy watching. And for those who have watched it once or so many times already... if you would love to, feel free to watch it all over again. Ahahaha... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Vf9VQiH_x8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-Vf9VQiH_x8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care always and God bless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-667590896079511351?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/667590896079511351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=667590896079511351&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/667590896079511351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/667590896079511351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-is-fate.html' title='Know what fate is?'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3906226020790202576</id><published>2009-04-29T20:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:39:39.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>For a very special stranger...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In a place of unfamiliar faces, I wandered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So many people passes me by as I walk down the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With just a blink of my eyes, you came unexpectedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I, I stare at you like I knew you though I really don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You smiled. And so did I...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I never thought I would meet someone like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Befriend you and talk to you for sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Laugh with you and share the things I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was caught up and noticed time flies quickly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We've gone quite far and I don't wanna let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am glad in my life there came someone new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A friend I would treasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We started as strangers who met each other on our way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I would say, you are a very special stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I will value forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes we need to welcome someone new and see&lt;br /&gt;how he/she would affect our lives. Sometimes, the ones you don't know&lt;br /&gt;better were the ones whom you know much more than the ones who have been with&lt;br /&gt;you for a long time. Who knows who pretends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As time passes by, I realize that there had been&lt;br /&gt;so many strangers who came into my life, some walked out and a few&lt;br /&gt;stayed. They have changed a part of it in just a moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know why I have been fond of strangers&lt;br /&gt;when before, I really don't talk to someone unless i really know that one. I&lt;br /&gt;don't know how or why. Before I am a shy type. Yeah... but now I ain't sure&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One time I met someone I never thought I'd meet&lt;br /&gt;at all. A change, a better change, that one has made in me. And because of that&lt;br /&gt;person I am now doing the best I can to be the best I can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am very thankful. God has given me one of the&lt;br /&gt;most precious gifts. I'll be forever grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now, gals and guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Take care always and God Bless! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3906226020790202576?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3906226020790202576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3906226020790202576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3906226020790202576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3906226020790202576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-very-special-stranger.html' title='For a very special stranger...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5090902427702384621</id><published>2009-04-27T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T21:47:50.917+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>Tati's Words of Love...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wahahaha... It's funny. Super duper funny lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;original post from &lt;a href="http://cutenessity.blogspot.com/" target="blank"&gt;zelle&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks! Lol... luv yah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have this friend, I call him TATI, he's born&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo Legisma III Jr. He's so funny and whenever we talk with each other, he&lt;br /&gt;used to tell me weird things just as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥When people hurt,&lt;br /&gt;love fades away!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥The moon reflects the river&lt;br /&gt;The river&lt;br /&gt;reflects the moon&lt;br /&gt;The LOVE is there!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥I am the bridge, in the&lt;br /&gt;CANAL!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥You know, when I saw you, I feel the pain!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥Life goes on, it's getting too late! But tomorrow is here!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥I'm not the only one for you&lt;br /&gt;But you the only one for me!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥You know, time will come, the world will meet to the end!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥Don't trash things.&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥Love is in the air, When you grab it,&lt;br /&gt;then You grab it!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥Balon ka ba? Na-fall na kasi ako sayo!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥Love can move a mountain, but love? Where is the Love?&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥I have nothing to say, but you know, You know me!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥ I'll let you swin in the flood of my...endless love!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥Midst&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the air!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;♥Nilalang ako ng Diyos para ituwid ang&lt;br /&gt;landas mo!&lt;br /&gt;-TATI-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are talking, I told him about the weird&lt;br /&gt;words he used to tell me&lt;br /&gt;I say: You're giving me sensible thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;Tati&lt;br /&gt;says: I'm sensitive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so funny! And I'm so happy to have him as my&lt;br /&gt;friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks And God Bless! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Tati! lol you're so funny. Hahaha... Good for you. You've been on our blog posts. Hahahah! We did it hurray! This is your first step to fame!lol jk my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Zelle, hahaha... Hahaha... I don't know what to say. What if you're meant for each other? lol oj...&lt;br /&gt;luv yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5090902427702384621?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5090902427702384621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5090902427702384621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5090902427702384621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5090902427702384621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/04/tatis-words-of-love.html' title='Tati&apos;s Words of Love...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5523235411508389152</id><published>2009-04-24T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:12:34.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='making a difference'/><title type='text'>What have you done lately...</title><content type='html'>Let me introduce to you a site which gives everyone an opportunity to reach out and help causes in a very simple and easy way. The admins were proud being a part of it and we invite you to join us there and help the network to make a big difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;SOCIALVIBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328228974605326306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SfGsBbFLV-I/AAAAAAAAALY/30bQ_9bYm4o/s320/SVlogo.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/"&gt;SocialVibe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a social networking website with over 435,000 members founded by&lt;br /&gt;Joe Marchese that aims to use sponsors to raise money for different charities.&lt;br /&gt;After joining SocialVibe, in addition to creating a personal profile, users are&lt;br /&gt;asked to select their favorite cause to support and to choose a sponsor. Once&lt;br /&gt;they have done so, they can earn points for themselves, which can be redeemed&lt;br /&gt;for a variety of different perks and money for their respective charities by&lt;br /&gt;posting their "badge" (a kind of advertisement prominently displaying their&lt;br /&gt;chosen sponsor) to another social networking site. The more a SocialVibe user's&lt;br /&gt;networking site is visited, the more points they are able to earn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SocialVibe received $4.2 million in Series A funding led by Redpoint&lt;br /&gt;Ventures in December 2007. It was launched in February 2008 in public beta, and,&lt;br /&gt;as of January 12, 2009, its members have raised a total of more than $250,000&lt;br /&gt;for their respective charities. On August 25th, SocialVibe formed a partnership&lt;br /&gt;with Interpublic, one of four major advertising holding companies worldwide, and&lt;br /&gt;its largest liaison to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of recent economic decline, in&lt;br /&gt;January 2009, JAFCO Ventures led an initiative along with Redpoint Ventures to&lt;br /&gt;raise the toal amount invested in the company to $12 Million, as the company&lt;br /&gt;shifts to a revenue sharing model with the charities it represents (all of the&lt;br /&gt;money raised on SocialVibe formerly went to the charity itself)..."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SocialVibe"&gt;SOURCE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One remarkable thing about &lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/"&gt;SocialVibe&lt;/a&gt; is that, it's amazing how a simple profile/site view would earn simple points and how those would be part of which would turn into big contributions to different causes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being an active SocialVibe member, I would say that this is one of the most worthwhile thing I do as I use the web. How good it would be if only all the profiles —of friendster, myspace, facebook, myyearbook and other internet site users— websites and blogsites would be a part of &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SocialVibe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; and their badges placed on a little space or part of their page. It would contribute a lot to the aim of reaching out to those causes and charities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us now on &lt;a href="http://www.socialvibe.com/"&gt;SocialVibe&lt;/a&gt; and make a difference for charity. It's never too late to reach out and make a better change.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5523235411508389152?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5523235411508389152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5523235411508389152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5523235411508389152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5523235411508389152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-have-you-done-lately.html' title='What have you done lately...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SfGsBbFLV-I/AAAAAAAAALY/30bQ_9bYm4o/s72-c/SVlogo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5997693114300121593</id><published>2009-04-18T20:53:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T21:31:50.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>This Fan's Story</title><content type='html'>It was funny. Way back when I was in highschool&amp;nbsp;*I guess*, I don't really understand how one got so obsessed with an artist,&amp;nbsp;like I ask myself a big Why? Why are they going crazy about their celebrity&amp;nbsp;idols and crushes? They were like the ordinary people, just living the&amp;nbsp;extraordinary life of fame. After all, I didn't mind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fan of some celebrities and artists but I didn't act the way those other fans did. It was just like, "Oh yeah, I love that artist. She's cool."&amp;nbsp;And then&amp;nbsp;there'd been American Idol 7. I've heard there had been a Filipina contestant&amp;nbsp;and I was intrigued, 'cause honestly that time, I haven't watched American Idol&amp;nbsp;ever. And so I said, because I am proud that you are a Pinay and that I am a&amp;nbsp;Pinay too, then I'll support you. Obviously, it's Ramiel Malubay and I always&amp;nbsp;wait for her turn everytime and watch her sing but unfortunately, she got eliminated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time I was sitting and watching TV when I saw a commercial&amp;nbsp;about something like "Who's you're bet on American Idol." Then that was the&amp;nbsp;first time I saw David Archuleta. I just stare, but I didn't care yet I thought&amp;nbsp;to myself, I'm gonna see if he's really good. But because I haven't been updated&amp;nbsp;on AI7 since my bet was eliminated, I haven't watched him even once. Sometimes,&amp;nbsp;I open the TV and then found out that he's already done. It's just this time&amp;nbsp;that I wondered, am I really destined to miss seeing him on AI when I wanna see&amp;nbsp;watch him sing on that show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I am a girl who almost always forget about things I was supposed to do... I forgot about him. One time I'm quite&amp;nbsp;lucky, that I had the chance to watch him... It was when they came back to their hometown. Oh! There's tears in his eyes. Wow, how emotional was he? By that&amp;nbsp;event I supposed he's kind-hearted. And I kinda like him but, I liked Syesha&lt;br /&gt;Mercado too, that I might say he's been the second choice. Syesha was my next&lt;br /&gt;bet after Ramiel because I always get to watch her and find her great voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late night when we visited my mother's Balikbayan friend who came&amp;nbsp;back to the Philippines. They were watching FOX news, and at that very day too,&amp;nbsp;was the AI finals. My mother's friend asked me and my sister, "Who's your bet on the two David's?" I was quite shocked, like Oh! They were the ones left? Sad about Syesha Mercado being eliminated. My sister didn't answer 'cause she&amp;nbsp;doesn't watch it but I answered immediately, 'Archuleta', without even thinking&amp;nbsp;about it and then again as always I said I'm gonna watch it and make sure he wins. He's got my support, now that he's the one left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I missed it. Good thing there's a replay. I waited fo it and make sure I won't miss it again'cause it was the last chance.I can't imagine, Imagine. It's amazing. I couldn't remember the other one, he sang three am I right? In This Moment, almost took my breath away. Wow! He's better that I thought he was. Yeah, I haven't missed the Finals yet, I missed the final result. Who won? I didn't know, 'cause I felt asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those times, I was sure to myself that he's the one who won. And then on my very&lt;br /&gt;first day in college life, I found my ex highschool close friend. We were on the&amp;nbsp;jeepney when I asked her, "Who won on AI?" She said, "David Cook."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No he didn't! You're just playing a joke on me. It was David Archuleta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's Cook."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We argued on the jeepney though I found some, looking at us. And&amp;nbsp;I wasn't bent. I didn't believe her. Until, I found out, she was right. How sad, I was. I just asked her why, he did it pretty good, the judges like it, even Simon. But still I said, for me he still won my heart.&lt;br /&gt;It was really unexpected that I woke up one morning realizing how important and how good is&amp;nbsp;the change he made into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found myself the same as those fans I always wanna ask the why question about how they act the way they were. Because of him, I learned to dream, bigger, higher. His success has been something that keeps me determined. He did it, why can't I? Despite of the&lt;br /&gt;circumstances he met before, he still made it. And then this craze get stronger and stronger. Once a good friend told me like, my virus spreads that I have made my other friends like the artists they don't even know so much like David Archuleta because of my talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been inspired by him. He touched my heart. He made me see that there's still nice guy out there. Someone who cares about the heart. He made me see that he's worth his fan's appreciation. His sensible music reflects his nice personality. There's something special, I found not in any other artists but in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of being a fanatic, because of visiting often and leaving comments to his fansites especially on davidarchuleta.com, I met new friends, I've been more friendly than ever. That because of him, I met my online brother, Mac. Someone, who always make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;even if I don't wanna laugh, though we only chat and never met each other in person. A dream of having a little brother came true though I didn't really wished for it. God granted it, through David Archuleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His songs, inspires me, too. Everytime I hear him and those songs of him, I feel good. His music and him made me love music than ever. And his love, make me know and love Love even more. He's a God-fearing person with a very good heart which touch lives. Archie is a blessing not just for me but for any other people out there, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would ever doubt this kind of appreciation to David Archuleta? He made a change in me in many unexplainable ways. He has helped me. He really did.&amp;nbsp;I am very thankful for knowing someone like David Archuleta, though I don't know him much as his family and friends do.Oh! Thank God for His blessings and everlasting love. A million Thank You might not be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Kathrina here! Love lots... Take Care Always and God Bless us all! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5997693114300121593?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5997693114300121593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5997693114300121593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5997693114300121593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5997693114300121593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/04/letter-from-fan-to-fan.html' title='This Fan&apos;s Story'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-490544529111686384</id><published>2009-04-09T18:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:08:33.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Love the ARCHIEHOLICS'/><title type='text'>I'm his online sister and he's my online brother...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone I didn't expect to meet. I don't know why... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;an excerpt from IM conversation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me: kaw ba may kapatid? (do you have siblings?)&lt;br /&gt;him: ala&lt;br /&gt;    (none)&lt;br /&gt;me: ah kaya pala... heheh...&lt;br /&gt;    (oh I see... heheh...)&lt;br /&gt;ako na lang! online sister mo hahaha&lt;br /&gt;    (I can be your online sister hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;him: ok haha&lt;br /&gt;    (ok hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;me: hahaha ikaw online brother q hehehe&lt;br /&gt;    (hahaha you're my online brother hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first time he called me ate, I can still recall the feeling. He's the first stranger that turned out to be a friend who called me that way and it's pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't remember the first time but I saved this one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me: ui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;him: hello &lt;strong&gt;ate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I always enjoy our conversation, 'cause aside from the fact that we almost always talk about David Archuleta... he's funny and nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say, that I am really blessed. Eversince, I have been talking to my friends about my dream of having a little brother who's near my age, imagining how close we would have been if ever. And I guess, he is one of the best gifts from God I received though I didn't wished for because my parents were separated. I thought it is impossible but lately, I found out I was wrong because he came. And though we don't have any blood relation with each other, it's the feeling that even if you don't know him much, you feel like he is becoming one of those you consider as part of your family.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy because I only met him online and known him for only two weeks and that he is in Europe though he's also a kababayan, a proud Pinoy. Now he's not just a stranger, nor a friend but a brother for me even if I don't know if he took it seriously though I am serious saying that to him, still I'm glad to act this way. I just hope he's for real and what I know him for now is what the real him is.&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful to God for having him and for having David Archuleta who's the reason on how I met my online brother. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oooopps... I almost forgotten to mention his name, he's Mac Gerald! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-490544529111686384?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/490544529111686384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=490544529111686384&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/490544529111686384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/490544529111686384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-his-online-sister-and-hes-my-online.html' title='I&apos;m his online sister and he&apos;s my online brother...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5979184450226177797</id><published>2009-04-04T12:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:48:24.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>Somebody out there...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really would have made me cry *sigh* I just tried not to. I don't know why but it's as if my tears wanted to fall down my cheeks with an unknown reason. And my heart beats fast with the words I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somebody Out There- David Archuleta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' all alone in your room&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' that the world's let you down&lt;br /&gt;All you ever wanted to do is trust someone to always be around&lt;br /&gt;You've had a lot of lessons to learn from&lt;br /&gt;Some of them hit you so hard&lt;br /&gt;And I keep believing someday you'll see, you don't have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS:&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody out there, somebody somewhere&lt;br /&gt;To show you the tenderness you need&lt;br /&gt;Somebody to hold you when worries control you&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything if only you knew it was me&lt;br /&gt;Ohh... mm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watchin' you go through all of these things for a while, oh&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be a way to bring you back&lt;br /&gt;Coz it's worth it when you smile, oh&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to hide you forever&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't have to last too long, yeah&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering where to turn to&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you'll know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody out there, somebody somewhere&lt;br /&gt;To show you the tenderness you need&lt;br /&gt;Somebody to hold you when worries control you&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything if only you knew it was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there when you're in need&lt;br /&gt;I would never be long if you were waiting&lt;br /&gt;When you're gonna see, if you could only see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody out there, somebody somewhere&lt;br /&gt;To show you the tenderness you need&lt;br /&gt;Somebody to hold you when worries control you&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything if only you knew it was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything, oh&lt;br /&gt;Anything at all&lt;br /&gt;I think it's time that you knew it was me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of David Archuleta's uber awesome music. Everytime I hear his songs, it feels so good 'cause it touches me deep inside— so meaningful. No way will I ever stop! I hope you liked it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna hear it --&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=music.singleplaylist&amp;amp;friendid=281811532&amp;amp;plid=333699"&gt; click here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know if the link works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5979184450226177797?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5979184450226177797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5979184450226177797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5979184450226177797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5979184450226177797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/04/somebody-out-there.html' title='Somebody out there...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5458887861624919566</id><published>2009-04-02T18:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:16:55.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>A Short Summer Tale of a Dreamer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was last summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can hardly remember the first time I saw you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was sitting here and you were singing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as you play your guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a while you're gone but I didn't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because I really don't know you at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I've never seen you before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was touched when I saw you cry&lt;br /&gt;Because you were overwhelmed by simple smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Days after I've heard about your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I waited until I can see you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last time I couldn't hear the words you sing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Until a moment the sound of your voice was so clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I catch my breath right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never had I seen you that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After all I felt asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I hadn't been aware of what happened next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Days and weeks and months have passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never heard anything about you and was quite sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But soon I forgot about it and mind what I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did the things I wanted to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All things that doesn't care about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really don't know what had happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up one day and found out something I slowly felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when you smiled and I saw your glowing eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeah, it's crazy but I couldn't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's something about you that makes my heart melt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was something I couldn't explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It even makes me go insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But though I don't know much about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess it is enough for me to want to meet you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since you don't know someone like me, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If tomorrow I can have the chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope you'll let me say what I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish you'll listen 'cause I'm waiting for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for that precious moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if you do, I'd be glad and thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will and will always be grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was summer when I first heard your voice, saw your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and knew your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now, it's summer season again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a year, when I saw you there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the time when all this began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope this time you'll finally know me, see me and hear me say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really, really hope one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At night until morning and sunrise until sunset, beside me you'll stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh you always make my life special than ever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whenever it's summer, you're someone I'll always remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I wish we'll celebrate all summer seasons and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the next years of our lives together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It'll be a wonderful summer &amp;amp; love tale forever and ever. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5458887861624919566?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5458887861624919566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5458887861624919566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5458887861624919566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5458887861624919566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/04/short-summer-tale-of-dreamer.html' title='A Short Summer Tale of a Dreamer...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-372026979396034314</id><published>2009-03-31T19:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:00:15.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>Thank You Secondhand Serenade!!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As we all know, Secondhand Serenade had a show here in the Philippines. I had watched him only on ASAP 09 soooo... I don't know how the show turned out to be. SECONDHAND SERENADE was added on my friends list on Myspace and it feels so great that they put a bulletin post with a title thanking Philippines oh and in the body he thanked Australia, too. I never knew how thoughtful he/they were. It feels so overwhelming. Below is an excerpt. Oh thank you, Secondhand Serenade! though I didn't get to watch your shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Date: Mar 31, 2009 4:29 AM posted by SECONDHAND SERENADE&lt;br /&gt;Subject: Thank you Philippines!!!!!!!!!! America... I'm comin home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body: So Im only a few hours away from getting on a flight back to the US. I&lt;br /&gt;havent been there in a little while... just finished a tour of The Philippines&lt;br /&gt;with some AMAZING shows in a bunch of the malls there. If you dont believe me&lt;br /&gt;just how insane they were, do yourself a favor and go check out some of the vids&lt;br /&gt;on YouTube. There were just thousands of people everywhere. It was unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you who came out to those shows and made it soooo memorable for&lt;br /&gt;me. So THANK YOU all so much. I had such a good time there. And same goes for&lt;br /&gt;Australia. Thanks to the Fray for taking me and the boys out on that tour. Also&lt;br /&gt;SO amazing. We took a lot of video footage during the trip which you will see&lt;br /&gt;plenty of soon!!! We have a very specific and cool use for a lot of it.(: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha! I wonder what would David Archuleta and also David Cook would say after having their show in MOA on May 16! Oh my... I really really wanna go there! I wish I could. Oh please pray for me. Or if you wanna give me a ticket then thank you! It would be my best eighteenth birthday gift ever... hahaha! oh jk but if you would then Uber thank you :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-372026979396034314?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/372026979396034314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=372026979396034314&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/372026979396034314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/372026979396034314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-secondhand-serenade.html' title='Thank You Secondhand Serenade!!! :)'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-4486366172045792964</id><published>2009-03-27T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:03:48.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>last night I hugged my pillow tight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last night I hugged my pillow tight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;imagining it was you, hugging me too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;because it's true, I really really miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i don't wanna cry that is why I'm trying to smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's just so hard to hide this emptiness I feel inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when will you come here? i long to feel you near ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i hate falling in love but i love feeling love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-4486366172045792964?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/4486366172045792964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=4486366172045792964&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4486366172045792964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4486366172045792964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-night-i-hugged-my-pillow-tight.html' title='last night I hugged my pillow tight...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5458788696690252205</id><published>2009-03-26T09:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:59:23.679+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>Wear Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;posted by pet on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://archuletaphilippines.com/?p=7888"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Archuleta Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGELS REACHING OUT UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/ScrWDuM8OKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/KEloxEEgLN8/s1600-h/angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317297669494552738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/ScrWDuM8OKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/KEloxEEgLN8/s320/angels.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who’ll be joining us on Sunday, March 29. Be&lt;br /&gt;sure to wear a GREEN shirt! haha! As Jenna would say…GREEN IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT!&lt;br /&gt;haha! And the meet-up time has been pushed back to 1pm. So, those who’ll be&lt;br /&gt;hearing mass in the morning would make it in time. Same place. SM Makati…Tsoko&lt;br /&gt;Nut restaurant to be exact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to bring your donations! Old clothes,&lt;br /&gt;canned goods, old books, notebooks, pencils, papers, toiletries and any thing&lt;br /&gt;you’d like to donate is very much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For queries, suggestions&lt;br /&gt;or any other concerns, you may email Naree at: margaretmayer14@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See yah there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REACH OUT! ACT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5458788696690252205?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5458788696690252205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5458788696690252205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5458788696690252205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5458788696690252205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/wear-green.html' title='Wear Green'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/ScrWDuM8OKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/KEloxEEgLN8/s72-c/angels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-918018887971937505</id><published>2009-03-25T19:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:00:51.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>SALAMAT PO!... SALAMAT DIN PO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9 days after my eighteenth birthday is the biggest event I've been waiting for so long. On this video he tried to speak Tagalog, so sweet... he said "SALAMAT PO!"... If only he'll hear me, I'll reply "SALAMAT DIN PO!"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d4nk4XXaPAc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d4nk4XXaPAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I found out about the confirmation on the real date of his tour and it feels like my heart is jumping out of me. And I wanna scream out loud, louder than the loudest scream I ever made in my entire life. I've been jumping and dancing like crazy from the living room to the kitchen and from the kitchen back to the living room. It's such a joy but also kind of frustration because it feels like I couldn't come— because of financial problems I have been encountering these days and I don't seem to have enough for a concert pass.&lt;br /&gt;(Last night too, I've got to know Ate Nette more, an Archienoy who has been my friend. We've chat a lot and it feels so good to have a new friend like 12 years older than me.)&lt;br /&gt;You know what? He is very special and I really really wanted to see him but I don't know if I can. I've never been like this before and I think I can never ever get back to what I used to be until I finally see him.&lt;br /&gt;I just really really wanted to say all I wanted to say that is why I've been so confused on how I can get to see him. Nothing more than doing those things when he's near. You might, or should I say, you don't know that he changed a part of me and a part of my life even if he don't know that nor know me. He is a great inspiration I have now and I just wanna thank him because in a uhmm... unexplainable way, he really did made a change in me. It is a once in a lifetime opportunity, I guess that is why I never wanna miss it.&lt;br /&gt;He'll be in Mall of Asia Open Ground on May 16. A ticket to David Archuleta's concert is my birthday wish, honestly. I never wanted anything more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that I can find a way to have one and watch him live and meet him there. I don't know what to do if I'll let go of that one precious chance. I really really don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, David Archuleta... "MAHALAGA KA!" marahil hindi lang sa'kin kundi pati sa kanila na tulad ko, binago mo. "WE ALL LOVE YOU!!!" in case you don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always don't get what I want but I hope I'll have what I need this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-918018887971937505?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/918018887971937505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=918018887971937505&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/918018887971937505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/918018887971937505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/salamat-po-salamat-din-po.html' title='SALAMAT PO!... SALAMAT DIN PO!'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-2921198497421040120</id><published>2009-03-24T20:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:01:25.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>Angels Reaching Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is something I really wanna join and/or do even before but don't know how. And now I have the opportunity to share. I admit, I couldn't come on that event due to some instances. I really wanted to but can't. This post (thankful for there have been blogging) is the only way I know for me to somehow help my fellow Archunatics in the success of the first project they will conduct through charity works and I hope you'll cooperate. We would be glad and thankful because a simple thing means a lot. Why not offer a helping hand to the needy? Whether you are an Archienoy/ Pinoy Archangel or not, if you wanna contribute to this project, you are welcome to join. Read the block quoted post below to know the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"&gt;Posted by pet  &lt;a href="http://archuletaphilippines.com/?cat=644"&gt;Angels Reaching Out&lt;/a&gt;  Sunday 22 March 2009 8:24 pm&lt;br /&gt;on &lt;a href="http://archuletaphilippines.com/?p=7806"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a&gt;Archuleta Philippines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels Reaching Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This project was initiated by Naree. She’s an Archienoy. She, together with Loiuse, Maecy and Cheche, decided to coordinate with Virlanie Foundation, a foundation that deals with homeless children, orphans etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us are well aware of Angels for a Cause, this project is similar to that. We aim to reach out–help those in need..or at least let’s be proactive. It’s time for us to step up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the foundation takes care of street children, unwed mothers, special kids and many others. They are grouped into several homes (I hope I got this right, naree, if you’re lurking, please correct me..hehe..) Each of these homes has a list of things they need–from school supplies to clothes, to food etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Naree said, we’re not a big corporation with these huge project but can do simple things to help. And these simple things we do can make wonders! LOL haha…of course! The best thing we can do is, DONATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic stuffs they need are clothes, toiletries, food, school supplies etc. Any donation is very much appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be visiting a home on March 29, a Sunday. I hope you’ll get to join us! Meet up time will be 10am @ SM Makati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have questions, feel free to post it here, or email naree: margaretmayer14@yahoo.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is not for some kind of impressions we can get, this is for the people who need us. Simple things can bring smile to the world. Let us share it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much! Take care always and God Bless! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-2921198497421040120?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2921198497421040120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=2921198497421040120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2921198497421040120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2921198497421040120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/angels-reaching-out.html' title='Angels Reaching Out'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7581895560135058252</id><published>2009-03-20T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:36:15.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo! Answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://sg.answers.yahoo.com/badge/badge_custom?fr=apm-P0nkz6SdGDJdFuKr@F"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt;Visit &lt;a href='http://sg.answers.yahoo.com'&gt;Yahoo! Answers&lt;/a&gt; to find the answer to millions of different questions.&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7581895560135058252?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7581895560135058252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7581895560135058252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7581895560135058252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7581895560135058252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/yahoo-answers.html' title='Yahoo! Answers'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-534433278150346762</id><published>2009-03-18T17:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:04:21.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>These were really too annoying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another scam message on my inbox and it was sent twice! I just published one about this case on my blogpost entitled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/beware.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BEWARE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ref No: PBLUK/67C-563MJ/K&lt;br /&gt;Batch: 5694KI/WINFREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We announce to you the winners of the POWER BALL MEGA JACKPOT LOTTO&lt;br /&gt;WINNINGS PROGRAMS held on 17th, March 2009. your personal e-mail&lt;br /&gt;address,attached to winning number 3 16 20 42 58 7, With serial number&lt;br /&gt;647489,consequently won you £850,000.00 POUNDS in the Tenth lottery&lt;br /&gt;category. REF;NO:PBLUK/67C-563MJ/K and winning number,3 16 20 42 58 7,all&lt;br /&gt;participants were selected through our Power Ball computer ballot system&lt;br /&gt;drawn form 42,000,Names,6,000 names from each continent, to claim your&lt;br /&gt;winning Price, you must first contact the claims department by email for&lt;br /&gt;Processing and remittance of your Price money to you.The claims process&lt;br /&gt;information's are listed below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(CONTACT EVENT MANAGER)&lt;br /&gt;Contact Name : Sir Williams Upson&lt;br /&gt;Tel : ( +4470359 65770 )&lt;br /&gt;E-mail: powerball_2009@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Claims Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;1.Full Name..............&lt;br /&gt;2.Address:...............&lt;br /&gt;3.Sex....................&lt;br /&gt;4.Age:...................&lt;br /&gt;5.Occupation:............&lt;br /&gt;6.Phone:.................&lt;br /&gt;7.State: ................&lt;br /&gt;8.Country:...............&lt;br /&gt;9. Batch No:.............&lt;br /&gt;10. Ref No ..............&lt;br /&gt;11 .Winning No:..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Maurine Diane H.&lt;br /&gt;Online Coordinator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Be aware! &lt;a href="http://www.hoax-slayer.com/email-lottery-scams.html"&gt;click here for more information&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you were receiving such messages related to these stuffs please, please just ignore it! Never reply on the message. I'll say it again, never send your personal information or pay any fees or what. Never take any action just do what's right, ignore it for you to be safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-534433278150346762?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/534433278150346762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=534433278150346762&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/534433278150346762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/534433278150346762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/these-were-really-too-annoying.html' title='These were really too annoying!'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3347093959239739023</id><published>2009-03-15T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:57:26.447+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>No one in the world but you and I</title><content type='html'>I LOVE THIS SONG!!! Honestly, I'm only seventeen but I also enjoy oldies... I don't know why... All I know is that I feel something special everytime I hear sweet old songs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3dDSy7ixoo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3dDSy7ixoo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEPT AWAY- Christopher Cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I never had anything happen so fast&lt;br /&gt;I took one look and I shattered like glass&lt;br /&gt;I guess I let it show 'cause your smile told me you knew&lt;br /&gt;That you're everything I ever wanted at once&lt;br /&gt;There's no holding this heart when it knows what it wants&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanted anything more than to know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was swept away&lt;br /&gt;No one in the world but you and I&lt;br /&gt;Gotta find a way to make you feel the way that I do&lt;br /&gt;I was swept away&lt;br /&gt;Without a warning&lt;br /&gt;Like night when the morning begins the day&lt;br /&gt;I was swept away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so it begins&lt;br /&gt;This journey of love&lt;br /&gt;The summer wind carries us to places all our own&lt;br /&gt;The words of a look&lt;br /&gt;The language of touch&lt;br /&gt;The way that you want me means so much&lt;br /&gt;And I never wanted anything more than to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my tomorrows in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I was swept away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I wake up soon&lt;br /&gt;I'm a victim of that crazy moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first time you said my name&lt;br /&gt;I knew it would never sound the same&lt;br /&gt;Something about me is changed forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3347093959239739023?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3347093959239739023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3347093959239739023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3347093959239739023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3347093959239739023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-one-in-world-but-you-and-i.html' title='No one in the world but you and I'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7094250522383394047</id><published>2009-03-15T17:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:51:31.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>I don't know what the title of this post should be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You know the special feeling for someone like— just a little bit more and you might fall for that one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That anytime you can freely say, "I LOVE YOU!" but it feels so hard to do when you're already at that point because the words don't come out your mouth because you feel like it feels so wrong for you to say it because you feel like it isn't what you really feel though you felt like it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I haven't known that kind eversince until I found it out all by myself. What would you call the feeling of more than friends but very least than love? A very confusing one. But when didn't love brought our minds into confusion? And when didn't our hearts felt love that didn't brought confusion? Oh wait, why am I talking about love when I have been talking about something which isn't love — though it is realted to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh well, before I lose my mind thinking about something which isn't worth thinking because I was already over it and it has no connection to me and my feelings right now, I guess I'm gonna end this post. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, thanks for the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7094250522383394047?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7094250522383394047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7094250522383394047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7094250522383394047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7094250522383394047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-dont-know-what-should-be-title-of.html' title='I don&apos;t know what the title of this post should be...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8848567339416168387</id><published>2009-03-14T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:11:17.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>I Love Taylor Swift!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;It was more than a year ago when I first heard her voice singing 'Teardrops On My Guitar' as it was played on the radio maybe around 6 in the evening. I was lying on the sofa and staring at the ceiling while I listen carefully to the lyric. It feels like, wow... It's very meaningful. Who sang that?&lt;br /&gt;Then after the song ended I heard the DJ said, "That was Teardrops on my Guitar by Taylor Swift"... And I thought, who is she? Then I started to always listen to it but still I don't know her.&lt;br /&gt;Months after, my friend asked, "Do you know Teardrops on My Guitar."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah!", I replied. Then she asked me again about another song she said Taylor Swift sang but I couldn't remember it. Days after, I searched her over the net. Found her pictures and she looks beautiful. I watched her videos, etc. I even looked for the song she sang and I loved them all. That's when I've started to be a fanatic. Some of the songs which have been my favorite were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invisible (I even put a review about it on my friendster profile)&lt;br /&gt;Cold As You&lt;br /&gt;Our Song&lt;br /&gt;A Perfectly Good Heart&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Eyes&lt;br /&gt;Should've Said No&lt;br /&gt;Mary's Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I found all of her songs great. I mean it. Everyday I listen to those. Yeah, It's true. 'Cause I really love to hear her voice and her music— just as I love Prince Archie's voice and music. I have joined her official website and she has been my friend on myspace. I was really happy to know that we have more things in common especially that of being a girl who doesn't always need a boyfriend and the one who believes in fairytales and that a Prince Charming is somewhere out there and someday he'll find her. I've been her avid fan.&lt;br /&gt;Last year her latest album entitled 'Fearless' was released with the carrier single 'Love Story'. Lol I loved it! And only this February, it has been one of the greatest international hits here in the Philippines. Eversince December I've been looking for that album but I can't find one. I bet now it will be available since she's getting fame here in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before, I was like the only one who knew her and her songs among us friends. They even ask me who she is everytime I talk about her and I was like crazy in front of them saying good things and compliments about someone they don't even know. But now, I am not alone and I am glad that Taylor Swift is currently getting famous here in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna share some of her songs that captivated me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifteen&lt;br /&gt;Tell Me Why&lt;br /&gt;White Horse&lt;br /&gt;The Way I Loved You&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;The Best Day&lt;br /&gt;Untouchable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assure you, those were great. I am proud knowing that I am one of the first pinoys who had been a TAS fanatic eversince the day when least people here in the country knew her.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, one of this days, she'll have a fanbase here in the country 'cause I will be willing to join. If only I could make a fansite for her, I would. Oh, honestly, I did but can't manage it because I am busy doing the things I needed to do, so I just decided to let it go. It's sad yes! But it doesn't mean that I have no time for her. I Love TAYLOR SWIFT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8848567339416168387?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8848567339416168387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8848567339416168387&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8848567339416168387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8848567339416168387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-taylor-swift.html' title='I Love Taylor Swift!!!'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8208041031964836181</id><published>2009-03-14T10:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T17:12:06.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>Archies Love You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;©&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Don't know where and how to start...&lt;br /&gt;but David Archuleta, you won our hearts!&lt;br /&gt;Even if you are far away, your smile brightens up our day.&lt;br /&gt;You're not just a pretty face and your voice took us into this craze.&lt;br /&gt;Your kindness let us see the beauty of your personality.&lt;br /&gt;For you it seems like everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;You showed us how well you live your life.&lt;br /&gt;For us, you're not just an idol...&lt;br /&gt;but also a good teenager, a role model.&lt;br /&gt;You proved to us that you're deserving and is someone worth loving.&lt;br /&gt;You are an angel in disguise touching other people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;Every good things you did and will do...&lt;br /&gt;Make us proud for choosing you to be one of our inspirations.&lt;br /&gt;You reached for the your dreams so we can too!&lt;br /&gt;Your every nice action might be ordinary for you...&lt;br /&gt;But for your fans, it means a lot, it's true!&lt;br /&gt;We will always be around...&lt;br /&gt;just always keep yourself on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't ever change!&lt;br /&gt;We love who you are so stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;All the Archies would like you to know that&lt;br /&gt;we'll do anything we can to show&lt;br /&gt;how much you, David Archuleta means to us&lt;br /&gt;and our full support on you will last.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how thankful we are.&lt;br /&gt;For all of us you are one of the brightest star.&lt;br /&gt;Because of you, we all met here.&lt;br /&gt;There came our friendship and it will stay forever.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, we do not expect too much from you and always believe&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing you can't do.&lt;br /&gt;We know that you've been doing your best...&lt;br /&gt;We Love You! Take Care Always and God Bless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;this poem is simple but it came from the heart! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8208041031964836181?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8208041031964836181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8208041031964836181&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8208041031964836181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8208041031964836181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/archuleta-philippines-loves-you.html' title='Archies Love You!'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5918464175439014403</id><published>2009-03-14T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:50:39.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Our Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's amazing how people has been different from each other. Of course the main reasons were obvious. We grew up with different families, from different places, with different culture and different experiences in life— joy, hardships, trials, success and failures.&lt;br /&gt;We're all here in the same world, all are struggling but follows different paths into different destinations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some succeed? Have they known from the start that the ways they took will lead them into where they are now? Why do others fail? Haven't they known the right road to travel on so that they'll reach the place where they wanted to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the answers to those questions might be, I believe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams doesn't end when you failed to reach the highest note of the song you composed nor when you forgot the next movement on the dance you coreographed. It only ends when you choose to stop producing, directing and/or writing the screenplay of your life.&lt;br /&gt;The journey ends when choose to stay forever on the place where you stopped. But it will go on and you'll reach much farther for sure if you continued taking steps forward. But be careful on every action you'll make 'cause there's no steps backward nor rewinds and replays in life. It isn't even rewritable. There's no way to get back on the past. We can't change the mistakes we've already made, yet we can make things right again on the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that we are the ones who make our own destiny. And we also have to deal with the truth that life has so many ups and downs. All we need is faith and hope and strength to survive the challenges that might come our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5918464175439014403?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5918464175439014403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5918464175439014403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5918464175439014403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5918464175439014403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/our-destiny.html' title='Our Destiny'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3503783513158375870</id><published>2009-03-14T08:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:04:45.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>BEWARE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esteem Winner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a winner of the MALAYSIA National lottery online program that&lt;br /&gt;washeld on the 5th of March 2009. You have been approved to claim a sum of&lt;br /&gt;$ 2.5 Million USD.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;1:NAME&lt;br /&gt;2:COUNTRY&lt;br /&gt;3:SEX&lt;br /&gt;4:PHONE NUMBER&lt;br /&gt;5:AGE&lt;br /&gt;6:INCOME PER MONTH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Andy Jerry&lt;br /&gt;TEL:+60149366753&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL:contactdept.malaysian@googlemail.com&lt;br /&gt;Online Co-Ordinator&lt;br /&gt;Goh Song Keng.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wasn't supposed to post stuffs like this on unnoticeably but I would just want to inform you about this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it feels so good if you received an e-mail message saying that you won millions of cash in a lottery, sweepstakes and the like but when you knew that you haven't joined any contests etc. what would you think about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that message was sent to my e-mail address just yesterday and I was shocked. I mean it would be great if the prize is for real but it wasn't. I knew I haven't joined any program which promises something like, you might win this or that. I have read it last night and I've been very nervous about what it is all about. Hahah! yes, I need money so that I can support my dreams but after reading that e-mail message, lots of thoughts came, is it for real? no maybe it isn't. Of course, I needed to be sure. And to know if the online lottery really exist, I've searched it on the search engine and lots of results appeared. Yes, it is existing! But as a scam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is the second time! Last year when I just got my new phone, I received a text message saying things like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Congratulations! You won the second prize worth Php 850, 000.00. This is Atty. blah!blah! blah! Call me now to inform you how to claim your prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I consulted it to my friend and as expected it was also a scam. Good thing I have played safe. I mean I am the type who observe things and whatsoever before going into it. I think of the possibilities before taking any action and when those were confirmed then I do what I am supposed to do — the right thing. It helped me. I saved myself from something that might make my life miserable and you too can save yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Be aware! &lt;a href="http://www.hoax-slayer.com/email-lottery-scams.html"&gt;click here for more information&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you received e-mails similar to this one and or text messages saying "You Won!"— when you really haven't or didn't join any contest, just ignore it. Never pay any fees, never contact the sender and especially never give your personal information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I hope this helped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3503783513158375870?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3503783513158375870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3503783513158375870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3503783513158375870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3503783513158375870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/beware.html' title='BEWARE!!!'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5433915527857425407</id><published>2009-03-11T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:13:16.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taylor Swift'/><title type='text'>A Poem for Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;© mariakath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Once I turned my radio on a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;nd heard a meaningful song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I listened to the music playing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and I wondered who sang it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Until I found out about your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I guess, you weren't much in fame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;'Cause you weren't familiar to me a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;nd I thought maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You wear Chuck Taylor Snickers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ou have a short straight black hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Brown is the color of you eyes a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;nd maybe you have a necktie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I was wrong so I quite laughed at myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I felt shocked 'cause you were different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I saw your pictures and you h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ave bright eyes and those were blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You have curly blonde hair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and cowboy boots is what you wear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Funny but at first I thought y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ou're an emo but found out you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;And when I saw you wearing a dress...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ou seemed like a beautiful princess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;After I knew more about you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I've been an avid fan, it's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;All the time I listen to your songs a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;nd I guess, it has been an obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;'Cause those were really good to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;and those show how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Through your music you made me see y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;our nice and loveable personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5433915527857425407?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5433915527857425407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5433915527857425407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5433915527857425407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5433915527857425407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/poem-for-taylor-swift.html' title='A Poem for Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-5208393643781716302</id><published>2009-03-09T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:15:19.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Blog-a-Holic Part2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is not a shame. it won't be a shame. It can never be a shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I am not ashamed. I shouldn't be ashamed. There's no reason to be ashamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Whow. Whow. Fond of blogging.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I see blog as an emotional and social dimension. This has been a world for those who merely show and express their feelings, like me. We, bloggers can do what we wanna do and say what we wanna say. We have our freedom of expression. We meet different people, new friends! We learn and discover new things from them. What more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the blogosphere, we gain acceptance even from those people we don't even know. We learn how to share our knowledge and help other people in our own ways. Through blogging, the world see what each of us got. They hear the voices of our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know when or how or why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Once I've just opened my eyes and realized that a blog has been good for me. That because of blogging, I've found out that I did and can still do worthy things in my life at this young age in a very simple way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;-marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-5208393643781716302?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/5208393643781716302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=5208393643781716302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5208393643781716302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/5208393643781716302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/confessions-of-blog-holic-part2.html' title='Confessions of a Blog-a-Holic Part2'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-4803172959279428739</id><published>2009-03-03T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:52:25.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Special A</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sa0qPmPJHKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AKKkaNKzRX4/s1600-h/speciala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308945983190146210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sa0qPmPJHKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AKKkaNKzRX4/s320/speciala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This anime is just so cool!!! I really love it. I guess, I'll be addicted again to animes. Lol. I can't help it. I'm gonna search for a hard-copy of its manga series 'cause the story is so great and cute and funny and I hate it everytime I miss an episode. grrrr... 'cause yah know, I'm busy schooling. Ahhh!!! Good thing it's summer vacation already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-4803172959279428739?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/4803172959279428739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=4803172959279428739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4803172959279428739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4803172959279428739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/special_03.html' title='Special A'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/Sa0qPmPJHKI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/AKKkaNKzRX4/s72-c/speciala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7286538002642294684</id><published>2009-03-01T18:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:55:05.290+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>His name is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SapstepBSzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bjraTLKJDlU/s1600-h/l_27d98233b34a430194b368233720616d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308174639384578866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SapstepBSzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bjraTLKJDlU/s320/l_27d98233b34a430194b368233720616d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's one of the friends I've met on myspace. Actually they were five, including Trisha, Halie, Jessica, and Raven. But he is the one I've known more since we've been sending a message a day from September 18,2008 until February 25, 2009... See, we've been good friends though I haven't seen him in person yet. Giving advices to one another and talking about a lot of stuffs and that's it! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He's nice and kind of different from other guys out there but hey! we're just friends, I mean it. It's true, the proof is that he has a girlfriend, her name? Therrita. Nice isn't it? And the fact is that I like somebody else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And our friendship started because of this bulletin he posted:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Date: Sep 18, 2008 8:35 AM&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one question, one chance .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one honest answer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all you get .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you get to ask me one question .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( to my inbox .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any question, anything .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how crazy it is !&lt;br /&gt;no catch .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dare you to repost this, &amp;amp; see what people ask you . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I replied a question like, &lt;em&gt;How are you?&lt;/em&gt; and then all went on. He's one of the online friends I wanna meet. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-marah&lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7286538002642294684?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7286538002642294684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7286538002642294684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7286538002642294684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7286538002642294684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/his-name-is_01.html' title='His name is...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SapstepBSzI/AAAAAAAAAGg/bjraTLKJDlU/s72-c/l_27d98233b34a430194b368233720616d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-69143262319783296</id><published>2009-03-01T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:01:58.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just sharing'/><title type='text'>I Pledged Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's all about peace. David Archuleta is a part of this movement...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am glad and proud I have been, too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovehugspeace.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.buildabear.com/BABW/US/Assets/_graphics/lovehugspeace/badges/ipledgedpeace.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I pledged to &lt;strong&gt;help save the Earth&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I used to wonder what would the world look like if there's no pollution. Even before, I've been asking why the environment has sometimes been left behind--unconserved, by some of its inhabitants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a joy to see the tall trees in the forests and everywhere, the clear water on the river, lakes, seas and oceans, the lovely flowers and the blue and green hills and mountains and each and every natural resources around us. It's nice to breathe fresh and clean air and drink fresh and clean water. What a sorrow to see the wonders slowly fade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This has been a PARADISE BEFORE and will be a PARADISE FOREVER if we all give love to our Mother Nature. Happiness and beauty lies in our own hands. Let us help each other to see the best sight on Earth. Let us clean, conserve, preserve and share the wonder to the world. Let us give back the life to the dying beauty of our environment-- our resources, our treasure. Let us all be one-- show unity. Let's take a break from ourselves and give time for our Mother Nature. Let us, please. Let us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I do not do this just because I pledged but because I wanted it. I long to see better changes, progress and improvement. And I would begin doing it first to myself and then encourage everyone else.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-69143262319783296?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/69143262319783296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=69143262319783296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/69143262319783296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/69143262319783296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-pledged-peace.html' title='I Pledged Peace'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3284641412158998373</id><published>2009-03-01T16:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:50:39.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Dreams Will Turn Into Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, real happiness will last&lt;br /&gt;Listen to yourself, follow your heart&lt;br /&gt;Hear it softly whisper and speak&lt;br /&gt;Stand up straight and feel its beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break free, soar and fly up high&lt;br /&gt;Put your hands up, touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Paint your dreams above the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Create a music of the sweetest sounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See and cherish your unique reflection&lt;br /&gt;Find the beauty of imperfection&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes and see the light&lt;br /&gt;Take this journey and live your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to be left alone&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that life goes on&lt;br /&gt;Do not fear to tremble and fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the ending is just the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the lone shadow of despair fade away&lt;br /&gt;The bright colors of the rainbow will stay&lt;br /&gt;Never give up making your own destiny&lt;br /&gt;Someday, your dreams will turn into reality... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3284641412158998373?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3284641412158998373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3284641412158998373&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3284641412158998373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3284641412158998373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams-will-turn-into-reality.html' title='Dreams Will Turn Into Reality'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-4655116687772350257</id><published>2009-02-22T15:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:50:39.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Just Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You've been very special to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eversince I've felt something special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;when I was with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't told you about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I keep it in myself, and it's my choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because I thought it is where we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;could stay forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I admit, it ain't easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Knowing that you don't feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the same way for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Has brought me so much pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You have been one of the reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for my tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I do not blame you for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Cause I know it's my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've just realized that everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;has to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know you're happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with the one you are with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I'll share a smile with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For I am glad about that, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Even though it's not with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;where you want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's crazy but what matters most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is I'm finally accepting it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I am trying to move on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;little by little, one step at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm learning to forget,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so that we can be back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the way we were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're just friends,&lt;br /&gt;that's all that we could be.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it hurts,&lt;br /&gt;it made a change in me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm better and stronger than what I&lt;br /&gt;could ever have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't worry about me, I know now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I would say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Falling for a friend is such an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;unforgettable experience I had in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thank you for making me feel this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I'm done forgetting you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you'll be the first to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all left for me to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someday, again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as friends, we'll find each other's ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-4655116687772350257?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/4655116687772350257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=4655116687772350257&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4655116687772350257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/4655116687772350257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-friends.html' title='Just Friends'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-6098015347664567805</id><published>2009-02-21T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:05:58.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><title type='text'>confused mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's this thing that keeps on repeating on my mind. This something has been taking a part of me. I couldn't help but think of it 'cause this is something I wanna be. Am I too desperate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's just that I feel like I am running out of time. I must get closer to it as time passes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna break free but I don't know where to start. I wan't to take steps up, 'cause if I won't, when? but how? If not today, will I ever get the chance again tomorrow? Where will I be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really don't know what to do. I want it so bad and it's killing me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need it. Yes, I mean it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All I know is that wherever my heart takes me I'll follow. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-6098015347664567805?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/6098015347664567805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=6098015347664567805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6098015347664567805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6098015347664567805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/confused-mind.html' title='confused mind'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7122694614759820479</id><published>2009-02-20T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:03:29.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>Taurus (4/20 – 5/20) </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Year 2009 Overview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"It's time to celebrate yourself, Taurus! You are pouring yourself into your life's mission and rejuvenating yourself with abundant thinking, which attracts great things to you. You're diligently creating a public arena where opportunities will emerge for you to be a teacher or messenger. Engagements for speaking, writing and sharing your thoughts will open up. Other people will be inspired by your enthusiasm and insight, and will support you in accomplishing your goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taurus's excitement radiates more than ever this year, bringing with it a magnificent energy the world has been lacking. As you embrace the power of your heart and spirit, you are allowing yourself to transform and align with a universal energy source. You discover the space for your creativity to flow and abundantly bring the truth of your being into the world. Your focus on your connection with a higher purpose brings out the best in you and refines your self-expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You appreciate all the expansive shifts that are taking place in your life, and you are learning to break up routines and old patterns of rigidity. This allows you a new level of awareness and acceptance of your ultimate purpose. Pay attention to what has heart and meaning. Express your truth and you will advance. You will find avenues to bring your talents and belief systems to philanthropic endeavors. By the end of the year, you will be able to slow down a bit and find more time to enjoy the new you that you have created."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/astrology/" target="blank"&gt; got it here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7122694614759820479?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7122694614759820479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7122694614759820479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7122694614759820479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7122694614759820479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/taurus-420-520_20.html' title='Taurus (4/20 – 5/20) '/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7514671685372707321</id><published>2009-02-18T17:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:07:07.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it hurtful when your bestfriend totally forgot that you were his/her bestfriend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just wanna know your opinions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7514671685372707321?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7514671685372707321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7514671685372707321&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7514671685372707321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7514671685372707321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/why-is-it-hurtful-when-your-bestfriend_18.html' title='Why is it hurtful when your bestfriend totally forgot that you were his/her bestfriend?'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8848615430280405590</id><published>2009-02-15T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T13:01:28.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Unnoticed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© marah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten and some more years since the day she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not that interesting. There are times that people pass by not knowing she is right on one corner waiting for a smile or even for a simple 'Hi!'.&lt;br /&gt;A childish girl who turned out to be a matured and sensible one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People tend to say who she is, when the fact is that they really don't know her at all. Pressures are everywhere but those pushes her to choose strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, she's someone unnoticed. The real her was kept unnoticed. She's good on hiding all her feelings and there's so much about her on the deeper side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a girl longing for something she wanna know. She have met trials and circumstances but is doing her best to stand straight. She's someone who had experienced many things and is still experiencing new ones. She aims to see different places and meet different faces.&lt;br /&gt;She— who has a mind full of unanswered questions and confusions— seeks for fulfillment and for the things that might probably lead a change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is something she thought was meant to be but have realized that it is something that lies in her hands. The result of her yesterdays, the path followed by her todays heading to the fulfillment of her tomorrows. And so, she's doing her best to get what she wanted— which isn't as easy as snapping the fingers and then everything you wish for will be yours. She's a dreamer believing someday, the brightest star in the stellar sky at night will be of her reach and all her dreams will turn into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second of the day, she learns to follow her heart wherever it may lead her to. Had cried so many tears and all those times that pass by, she's looking for something real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is someone who believes in true love, a feeling she wanna share and needed to feel.&lt;br /&gt;She's a girl waiting to be a princess, hoping somewhere out there, her prince would come right to her and enter the door she left open, for him to knock and come in. The one whom she'll give the key to her heart. Not exactly, expecting for a happy ending on a fairytale but wanting to live in a wonderland of endless love. Wanna see the sparks fly around her on a magical moment and feel the joy of the sweetest emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She wanna enjoy the journey of her life she's been living in this world. She'll find happiness and love. She keeps her faith for she always know that God is always there, guiding her way. And someday, maybe someday she'll never be miss unnoticed again like what she is right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind to know, she's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8848615430280405590?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8848615430280405590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8848615430280405590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8848615430280405590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8848615430280405590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/miss-unnoticed_14.html' title='Miss Unnoticed'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8077193751630122124</id><published>2009-02-14T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:55:05.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>sweet girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZaw9LtH9NI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1Iy4ZnKy-jo/s1600-h/taylor+swift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302620176435901650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZaw9LtH9NI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1Iy4ZnKy-jo/s320/taylor+swift.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taylor Alison Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The sweet girl who loves to wear sun dress and cowboy boots and is bestfriends with her guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She's amazing. I mean, she's pretty and a great singer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really love her songs. Aside from Prince Archie and MYMP, she's one of those singers and/ or bands whom I loved all of the songs. Finding them very expressive and meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"...I’m also the girl who still believes prince&lt;br /&gt;charming exists somewhere out there– fully equipped with great hair and an&lt;br /&gt;immature sense of humor...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I could also see her in person and watch her sing on the stage. Soon as I get there, I won't stop finding her, David Archuleta and other Hollywood artists and celebrities I love to meet. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-marah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8077193751630122124?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8077193751630122124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8077193751630122124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8077193751630122124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8077193751630122124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweet-girl.html' title='sweet girl'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZaw9LtH9NI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1Iy4ZnKy-jo/s72-c/taylor+swift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-2055067634374364717</id><published>2009-02-14T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:15:12.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a Blog-a-holic♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi! =) How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been a blogger for so long. In fact, I'm still learning each and every stuff I needed to put an interesting post on my blog-- one of which will make you say &lt;strong&gt;'OMG!!! it sounds interesting'&lt;/strong&gt;, even if you only read the title and haven't seen the content yet. Lol! That may be too exaggerated. Kind of like that, yah know. 'Cause I want to share every little thing to my readers-- sort of things that might help them, entertain them and the like-- that they would have also been caught up to it and would be interested in blogging too and do the same like what I wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as I was saying, I've started blogging maybe by the last week of October last year. So obviously, &lt;strong&gt;this is new to me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had my first blog account, I wasn't really much interested about it that I have been publishing blogposts the least. Then, I was being captivated by writing which wasn't really my passion at first-- to tell you honestly, before, arts (drawing, painting, sketching, etc.), is the only thing I enjoy-- and now, both were even, including music as one of those that has caught my interests. That's when I started to post more often, and &lt;strong&gt;as time passes by, I've started to love what I am doing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;guess what! I find it addictive&lt;/strong&gt;. Totally, addictive. But so much better than being addicted to senseless stuffs. Imagine for that short time, I've been a &lt;strong&gt;blog-a-holic&lt;/strong&gt;. No lies! Hahaha! Ask any other blog-a-holics the reason why... for sure they have their own answers and those fit to the question. &lt;strong&gt;'Cause blogging is just so great especially when you do it in the right and sensible way.&lt;/strong&gt; And when your posts came from the bottom of your heart. It's true. By not using it for wrong intentions, it would probably be the best. &lt;em&gt;Being a blogger is a pleasure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So what about that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, I've realized that &lt;strong&gt;when you are a blogger, you're different&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean not a weirdo, but kind of awesome? Sorry, I couldn't find the right term. But I guess... nope, I suppose, &lt;strong&gt;if you're a blogger then you're cool&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now a college student on my freshman year and in the University, I found out that least of the people there were bloggers, and most of them has no idea what a blog is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How did I know?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were trying to find bloggers there and when we ask about it, most of them returned another question like... 'What's a blog?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered, one said something like she meant, &lt;em&gt;What are we gonna do with a blog? Is it needed?&lt;/em&gt; or like, &lt;em&gt;A blog is just a blog, nothing more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she don't &lt;strong&gt;know how good a blog can be&lt;/strong&gt;. If someone would say that there's nothing important about having a blog, well, I'd fully disagree about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey! Blogging is not a waste of time&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;Being a blogger means that your mind is active and tactful enough to put on sensible topics and blogposts and you have the guts to prove and introduce yourself to other people and share your thoughts, experiences and visions around the world.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Being a blogger is just being you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; If you are a blogger then you show who you really are and that would be great for you and for yourself... and sometimes for others, too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D... &lt;em&gt;Am I right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you're gonna ask about earning money through blogs... it is true but there's a fact, too, that most bloggers do not earn much on their blogs and it wouldn't be a big deal if you aren't engaging with blog just to earn profits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Absolutely, blogging is more than that and for me, it is something to be proud of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-2055067634374364717?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2055067634374364717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=2055067634374364717&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2055067634374364717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2055067634374364717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/confessions-of-blog-holic.html' title='Confessions of a Blog-a-holic♥'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8679585062320898538</id><published>2009-02-13T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:52:47.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Let&apos;s Talk About Love'/><title type='text'>Let's Talk About Love ♥ღ♫♡♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWXcMI4fIxU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWXcMI4fIxU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pledge love, hug and peace at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buildabear.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; build-a-bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! Prince Archie sang it very well, aside from the fact that the song is meaningful and sensible.&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up! The movement is really great. I love it! Let us all share love, hug and peace to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-8679585062320898538?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8679585062320898538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8679585062320898538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8679585062320898538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8679585062320898538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-talk-about-love.html' title='Let&amp;#39;s Talk About Love ♥ღ♫♡♪'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3960689464577207103</id><published>2009-02-13T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:02:36.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Archuleta'/><title type='text'>it's funny! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rio, my friend told me this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all happened yesterday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in the afternoon, about 1:00 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(The song Always Be my Baby by David Cook was playing on her phone...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mom: Who sang that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rio: &lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol isn't it David Cook? =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, in the evening, after 'Tayong Dalawa',a soap opera here in the Philippines about the story of two David Garcia Jr(s)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mom: What happened on Tayong Dalawa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rio: &lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/strong&gt; finally knew that the other David Garcia Jr. is his son...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lol. It must be David Garcia (Sr.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rio's so funny, maybe she's hypnotized by David Archuleta just like what I am... Hahaha! I guess, I influenced her because I shared to her his song You Can — my favorite which she said she liked, too after hearing it. lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually she said she really don't know him before until there was I who talks about him everytime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quite amazed how my talks have made others know who he is... =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3960689464577207103?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3960689464577207103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3960689464577207103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3960689464577207103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3960689464577207103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-funny.html' title='it&amp;#39;s funny! =)'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-9145423446729231443</id><published>2009-02-13T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T22:03:29.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>Who's my secret celeb valentine?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4tnz.com/content/whos-your-secret-celeb-valentine?utm_source=teen-network&amp;amp;utm_medium=syndication"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4TNZ quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Who's your secret Celeb Valentine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZUeaJS_IbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7WsSb6EZ1to/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302177570819613106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZUeaJS_IbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7WsSb6EZ1to/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Result:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;DAVID ARCHULETA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No doubt about it. Archie's totally your "crush" this V-Day! Whether crooning a heartfelt toon or giving you a sweet smooth on the cheek, David can totally kill you with kindness. He may have lost to Cook, but he's still your #1 Idol!&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/2136383876180143019-9145423446729231443?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/9145423446729231443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=9145423446729231443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/9145423446729231443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/9145423446729231443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/who-my-secret-celeb-valentine.html' title='Who&amp;#39;s my secret celeb valentine?'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZUeaJS_IbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7WsSb6EZ1to/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-2485573794923777051</id><published>2009-02-12T14:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T15:01:20.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etc. etc. etc.'/><title type='text'>Ate Danna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZPFvGleCyI/AAAAAAAAADU/ifhRdMrySw4/s1600-h/ate+danna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301798599357500194" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZPFvGleCyI/AAAAAAAAADU/ifhRdMrySw4/s320/ate+danna.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 240px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Ate Danna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I am her fan. She's pretty and nice. She's good in dance sports. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;She's my schoolmate and I admire her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's maybe a year older than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;My classmates and I call her 'Ate My Love'... lol it sounds so crazy and I really don't know how we came up to that name. But it's okay to her, she said when she replied to the note that we gave her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;She's so cool. I really love to be her friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Funny, but i haven't talked to her yet, even if I have the chance because I am shy and I really don't know what to say to her though I'm really kind of talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 130%;"&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/2136383876180143019-2485573794923777051?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2485573794923777051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=2485573794923777051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2485573794923777051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2485573794923777051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/ate-danna_11.html' title='Ate Danna'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZPFvGleCyI/AAAAAAAAADU/ifhRdMrySw4/s72-c/ate+danna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-8472930946098987531</id><published>2009-02-11T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:14:03.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Prince Archie? =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZK0xfdDrfI/AAAAAAAAADM/IqeUo1_I7xM/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301498473718459890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZK0xfdDrfI/AAAAAAAAADM/IqeUo1_I7xM/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is totally the best, the nicest and one of the greatest artist ever...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I support him not just because he have a pretty face or a great voice but because he owns a good heart. I always pray for him everyday and I hope he would always keep his feet on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meeting him would be a dream come true for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lol! Honestly, I'd never been so fanatic like this before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is my inspiration! That's a fact. Only me, knew the reason why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am currently writing a story inspired by his music and I am very thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Say I'm crazy, say I'm a fool, say I'm stupid, say what you wanna say! I don't care. All I know is that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;marah [♥] &lt;em&gt;loves&lt;/em&gt; Prince Archie forever!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;marah♥ღ♫♡archie's princess&lt;/strong&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/2136383876180143019-8472930946098987531?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/8472930946098987531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=8472930946098987531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8472930946098987531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/8472930946098987531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-prince-archie.html' title='My Prince Archie? =)'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZK0xfdDrfI/AAAAAAAAADM/IqeUo1_I7xM/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3518726466245630935</id><published>2009-02-11T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:53:33.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>Mirmo de Pon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZKwVSU2frI/AAAAAAAAADE/ty7YA3sgSco/s1600-h/mirmo.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301493591111532210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZKwVSU2frI/AAAAAAAAADE/ty7YA3sgSco/s320/mirmo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People may not know, I am an anime fanatic just like anybody else. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I love watching them and there came a time that I, too, wanted to be an animator and create my own anime.&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn’t love watching cute characters, colorful effects, etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite anime is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mirmo-zibang.com/" target="blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Mirmo de Pon'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. The cute muglox fairies had captured my attention and interests together with the characters involved and the whole story. It’s funny and very entertaining. My greatest frustration is to have the cutest Mirmo collectibles. Sad to say, I don't have any yet. Those were really hard to find. Hahaha! But one of these days, I’ll have what I want. Lol =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/2136383876180143019-3518726466245630935?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3518726466245630935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3518726466245630935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3518726466245630935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3518726466245630935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/mirmo-de-pon_11.html' title='Mirmo de Pon'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SZKwVSU2frI/AAAAAAAAADE/ty7YA3sgSco/s72-c/mirmo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-2234708539707497667</id><published>2009-02-10T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T16:06:27.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='somewhat diary'/><title type='text'>today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt; is a great and nice day for me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hopefully, for you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the morning, &lt;strong&gt;Apple&lt;/strong&gt; and I talked stuffs about &lt;em&gt;anime&lt;/em&gt; and I have found out that we have things in common. I had a good time sharing her about my super duper favorite anime entitled, &lt;em&gt;'Mirmo/ Mirmo de Pon'&lt;/em&gt;... hahah! Funny 'cause even before my greatest frustration were its collectibles. I really wanted those, especially the mug where the &lt;strong&gt;muglox fairies&lt;/strong&gt; came from though it wasn't for real, I just love it! I wanna have one, and I'm gonna keep it forever lol. Unfortunately, I haven't one. If anyone know where I could buy that stuff, please tell me and I'll thank you for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the afternoon, I had a good time sharing what I know to &lt;strong&gt;Rio&lt;/strong&gt;, a friend whom I never thought would be closer to me and I have also learned something from her. I am so happy that she appreciate &lt;strong&gt;Leona Lewis'&lt;/strong&gt; song, &lt;em&gt;'Here I am'&lt;/em&gt;, just like me 'cause of the very inspiring and/or touching message of the song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What had made me so much happier is that she like the song &lt;em&gt;'You Can'&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;of the best, the nicest and one of my favorite artists&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;David Archuleta&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;I really love him&lt;/em&gt; and that song 'cause it's very sensible especially the part:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'If anyone can make me fall in love... You Can'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lol! &lt;em&gt;I'm falling in love with him everytime I hear him sing that song&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Honestly, I've never been so crazy like this before over any other celebrities and artists like him. &lt;em&gt;He's super duper unique, nice, admirable and inspiring and meeting him (not just seeing him), would be a dream come true for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, on the jeepney, &lt;strong&gt;Yanie&lt;/strong&gt;, a very very good friend of mine, sat beside me and we had a very long talk-- about David Archuleta, my dreams and also hers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I told her:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna go abroad, more likely in US 'cause I dream to meet him and get closer to him, to know him more and that I really wish to study Filmmaking there, if not, any course that was related to artistic expressions..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe it is my fulfillment and to reach for my goals is what would make me feel whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I asked her, what she really wants, she said she wanna be a flight attendant and to be with&lt;em&gt; Joe Jonas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a very special day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 10,2009&lt;/strong&gt; at about &lt;strong&gt;7pm, &lt;/strong&gt;on the &lt;em&gt;jeepney&lt;/em&gt;, a very special thing was made and it will come true as long as we believe that it will and we will do our best to reach for it. Many people heard it and it might sound crazy for them but we didn't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She said,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Soon as you go abroad, you'll meet him-- David Archuleta-- and everything you want to happen will happen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, I thought for a few minutes and then I told her...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"After five years, You'll be the flight attendant on the airplane, of the flight on my way back home..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I see, on that very moment, we were both living our dreams that already came true. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I believe on the right time it will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never knew how much &lt;strong&gt;happier and optimistic&lt;/strong&gt; I've been after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is a very special day for me and my friends. I am very &lt;em&gt;Thankful&lt;/em&gt; to &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; for all that &lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; gave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-2234708539707497667?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/2234708539707497667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=2234708539707497667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2234708539707497667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/2234708539707497667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/today_10.html' title='today...'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-7435489356878981283</id><published>2009-02-09T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:58:23.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reviews'/><title type='text'>The Prince and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SwuSETOL_yI/AAAAAAAAASw/JMRTeYWYeNw/s1600/theprinceandme.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407576380165324578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SwuSETOL_yI/AAAAAAAAASw/JMRTeYWYeNw/s320/theprinceandme.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After about 3 or 4 years, I've watched &lt;em&gt;The Prince and Me&lt;/em&gt; again. Just this time I realized what it really meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fairytales do come true in real life, i guess. And that something you don't really believe in happens to you, unexpectedly. It was great and romantic. True love comes just the time when you weren't looking for it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-7435489356878981283?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/7435489356878981283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=7435489356878981283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7435489356878981283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/7435489356878981283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/prince-and-me_09.html' title='The Prince and Me'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/SwuSETOL_yI/AAAAAAAAASw/JMRTeYWYeNw/s72-c/theprinceandme.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-6570669966427030177</id><published>2009-02-07T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:50:39.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversince the day you came&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been the same again&lt;br /&gt;I thought we'll always be together&lt;br /&gt;That what we had will last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I don't wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I can't live this life on my own&lt;br /&gt;With you is where I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;All I need is you here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just have to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Because I really love youso&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to hide all the tears&lt;br /&gt;I started to fall down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to see me cryin'&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts to think you're leavin'&lt;br /&gt;You began to take a step back&lt;br /&gt;And my heart starts to break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I see you walkin' away&lt;br /&gt;My whole world turns to grey&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why you said, Hi?&lt;br /&gt;Then after all you'll say Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left for me to say&lt;br /&gt;I just really really wanted you to stay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-6570669966427030177?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/6570669966427030177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=6570669966427030177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6570669966427030177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/6570669966427030177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-3122972635452806665</id><published>2009-02-07T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:50:39.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Wishing Someday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of you run through my mind&lt;br /&gt;Dreams that weren't used to be&lt;br /&gt;Slowly took a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping tomorrow, we will be&lt;br /&gt;Together &amp;amp; forever, you and me&lt;br /&gt;Sharing special moments and laughters&lt;br /&gt;Casting away the shadows of pain&lt;br /&gt;and fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you from a distance&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me to get the chance&lt;br /&gt;To come near and reach out to you&lt;br /&gt;Like what I've always want to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you smiling back at me&lt;br /&gt;And everything that's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Show me that you're not like anybody else&lt;br /&gt;As what I always tell myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be playing on the summer days&lt;br /&gt;Dancing under the falling rain&lt;br /&gt;Watching the beautiful stars at night&lt;br /&gt;Under the moon that shines so bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See on your face the sweetest smiles&lt;br /&gt;And stare at each other's eyes&lt;br /&gt;Feel our hearts that beat as one&lt;br /&gt;And will cherish what have just began&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to give all my love to you&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;All the time I couldn't help but think of you&lt;br /&gt;Wishing someday, all these would come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-3122972635452806665?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/3122972635452806665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=3122972635452806665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3122972635452806665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/3122972635452806665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/wishing-someday.html' title='Wishing Someday'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2136383876180143019.post-863390244186234988</id><published>2009-02-07T17:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:50:39.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writings and poetry'/><title type='text'>Hope and Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;© unnoticeably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so stupid and crazy&lt;br /&gt;This isn't what I used to be&lt;br /&gt;For sometime, I am out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Wanting someone who couldn't be mine&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think of the impossibility&lt;br /&gt;It's always hard for me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Fills my eyes with so much tears&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't see things clear&lt;br /&gt;He's the one who made my heart beat again&lt;br /&gt;But why didn't he feel the same?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I get what I wanted?&lt;br /&gt;When love is all that I've needed&lt;br /&gt;This must be something real&lt;br /&gt;This should've been what I got to feel&lt;br /&gt;But why am I receiving the hurt?&lt;br /&gt;For once, should I forget about it?&lt;br /&gt;Am I just got to wait for him?&lt;br /&gt;Or just hope hard here and dream...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2136383876180143019-863390244186234988?l=unnoticeably.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/feeds/863390244186234988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2136383876180143019&amp;postID=863390244186234988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/863390244186234988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2136383876180143019/posts/default/863390244186234988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unnoticeably.blogspot.com/2009/02/hope-and-dream.html' title='Hope and Dream'/><author><name>Maria Kathrina &amp;lt;3</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17365511611371278160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cGz1n4yoMD4/S8VClFemPQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/pDudD9zwrkM/S220/kathy2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
