<?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-3615905882634288662</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:06:54.387-07:00</updated><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>the online home of a superb girl...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbgracey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3615905882634288662/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbgracey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>gracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11899530070809989210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qrer7u2Ugko/SSD7jcPf1LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kTsTPkEpnmU/S220/DSC-0222.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3615905882634288662.post-3733677566107689614</id><published>2008-11-18T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T03:32:12.924-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Through All These Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;This is my way of thanking one person…&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Two years ago, I never got the chance to thank my college friend Jenny. I transferred into another college after our first years in tertiary since I really don’t like where I was.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now, aside from my college friends &lt;strong&gt;Mady, Anaflor, Joanna, Nikka,&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Divina,&lt;/strong&gt; I would like to thank this person, as early as now.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let’s call him &lt;I&gt;“Yabang”&lt;/I&gt;. That was how he introduces himself to me the day he sent me an SMS. I knew him since last semester. He was the first one who approached me when he knew that I am his classmate. But we weren’t that close; we didn’t even exchange numbers. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just consider him one of my colleagues until that day he sent me an SMS. That’s when we really get closer. Well, I know that he’s not someone who brags about anything and everything. I guess he really just wanted me to call him that. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;He calls me &lt;I&gt;“sunget”,&lt;/I&gt; from the way I described myself the very first day of texting each other. I wouldn’t want to elaborate the whole conversation that we had that day. Thus, all I can say is that, it is one of the unbelievable words of wisdom that I heard from a guy like him. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Those are the words I thought I could only hear from Aaron who got away from me now. Those words of advice I never expect to hear from a guy whose hair looks like an animé; a guy who’s known to be loud and childish in the way he acts in front of his friends. Definitely, it made me see the real niceness from within. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;But through all of these… I know I really appreciate his friendship…&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;The constant conversation pours everyday. Honestly, I am enjoying his company. His numerous jokes everyday; his priceless advices whenever he gets to know the pessimistic side of me, and the ways of encouragement he offers and the encouragement itself. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I would just like to thank him for keeping me company; for sitting beside me in class; for doing his best to get me be in their group’s production just as the way he wants me to be with him in the group, for I know, is to enjoy each other’s company; and lastly, for having the &lt;strong&gt;Krispy Kreme&lt;/strong&gt; day on my birthday, instead of the watching &lt;strong&gt;Twilight&lt;/strong&gt; the next coming days. :) &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;And to all these people who had me posted in their schedule to be able to celebrate my birthday with me: my super friend Sheila, my best friend and sister Glaiza, my friend Dave, my extraordinary friend Jenny and the rest of my college friends… MUCHOS GRACIAS MI ANIGOS Y AMIGAS! I love you so mucho! :) &lt;/br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3615905882634288662-3733677566107689614?l=superbgracey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superbgracey.blogspot.com/feeds/3733677566107689614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3615905882634288662&amp;postID=3733677566107689614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3615905882634288662/posts/default/3733677566107689614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3615905882634288662/posts/default/3733677566107689614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superbgracey.blogspot.com/2008/11/through-all-these-times.html' title='Through All These Times'/><author><name>gracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11899530070809989210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qrer7u2Ugko/SSD7jcPf1LI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kTsTPkEpnmU/S220/DSC-0222.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
