<?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-13273916</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:17:17.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Together</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>YaM &amp;amp; CaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421225985493108496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13273916.post-112762905658897480</id><published>2005-09-25T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T14:22:08.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I’ve loved you before, now I love you more.&lt;br /&gt;We share something special; it hurts to know the future.&lt;br /&gt;Everything under the sun already became the topic of our talks.&lt;br /&gt;Boring life? With the two of us together, that’s impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of who hate us being together, we always stand for each other.&lt;br /&gt;Trust, I’m afraid in sharing this. With you? My fear left unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;Inspiration, to me you will always be.&lt;br /&gt;Not only as my lover, you’re just simply one hell of a good person.&lt;br /&gt;Angel and devil, I think I’m the latter one.&lt;br /&gt;I’m just so lucky you’re not tired of whispering good things in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me if I dearly adore you.&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t find a thing why people would say “he doesn’t truly love you”.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in everything you say.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe others would say I just want to believe in fairy tales. No, I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;I know this will end. I just hope before it does,&lt;br /&gt;all of our memories together will surely be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope that that time is not real soon.&lt;br /&gt;I need you. But that doesn’t mean I love you because I need you,&lt;br /&gt;or I need you because I love you. I won’t even say you complete me.&lt;br /&gt;The ‘can’ will always be.&lt;br /&gt;YOU, my family, and friends just make the contents overflow.&lt;br /&gt;Especially of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for this; I even promised Him I’ll do something to pay Him back though I know He will never ask anyone to.&lt;br /&gt;This is just how I feel blessed, and I want to share it.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13273916-112762905658897480?l=underdetestments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/feeds/112762905658897480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13273916&amp;postID=112762905658897480' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default/112762905658897480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default/112762905658897480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-loved-you-before-now-i-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>YaM &amp;amp; CaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421225985493108496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13273916.post-111844700456671672</id><published>2005-06-11T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T07:47:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Looking back at our first month together, I can definitely say that we’ve spend it the way we didn’t expected to. It’s as if we’ve been as one for such a long time though I admit it’s not that surprising since we've just reconciled. Yup, we’ve been a couple before and it’s been a year and four months. Now, we’re back together after more than three years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the 7th of January this year, that’s only our third day together; we’re with Tj and Lek to celebrate their monthsary and it’s been bliss for everybody. They all fetch me in my school, I changed my clothes somewhere in Macapagal road then off we go to a beach in Cavite. There, the guys played billiards first while Lek and I captured the beauty of the sunset. Then after pulling the guys off to their play and dripping ourselves in the cold water, we ordered some food to eat. While eating, we all reminisce our high school days. We can’t believe how fast it all happened. After that, the guys bought some beers and we settled ourselves in the middle of the beach drinking. It’s been a great experience for everyone and I can say that that would be in my memory for keeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great memory for us is our first monthsary. We go to Baywalk first but we’ve changed our minds so we went to Pier 1. There we ordered foods to eat along with our beers. We thought that the night is ending soon but fortunately it isn’t. My aunt and sister along with their boyfriends and some friends followed us in the place. So, it simply means another round of alcoholic drinks. My aunt’s boyfriend ordered a hard drink but it turned out that the others preferred beers and so it ends up only four of us, me and Yam and my aunt and her boyfriend, would finish it. After all that, we’re both kind of tipsy but then we still go to another bar in Malate. It’s very tiring at the moment but I enjoyed the fact that I have introduced Yam to my aunt, ofcourse my sister already knows him even before. In that bar somewhere in Malate, we celebrated my aunt’s birthday since the time hits another day. And yes another round of drinks, I know I’m near to drunk but I can’t do anything but to have a good time with all of them. Then at last the night, or should we say the day, is over. What a fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s just our first month. The whole month’s not so good since many are against us being back together but it’s all worth it. Definitely! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13273916-111844700456671672?l=underdetestments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/feeds/111844700456671672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13273916&amp;postID=111844700456671672' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default/111844700456671672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default/111844700456671672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/2005/06/our-first-month.html' title='Our First Month'/><author><name>YaM &amp;amp; CaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421225985493108496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13273916.post-111786423864521673</id><published>2005-06-04T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T14:09:33.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you bie!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Especially for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: M.Y.M.P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Especially for you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know what I was&lt;br /&gt;Going through&lt;br /&gt;All the time we were apart I thought&lt;br /&gt;Of you&lt;br /&gt;You were in my heart&lt;br /&gt;My love never changed&lt;br /&gt;I still feel the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Especially for you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you I was feeling that&lt;br /&gt;Way too&lt;br /&gt;And if dreams were wings, you&lt;br /&gt;Know&lt;br /&gt;I would have flown to you&lt;br /&gt;To be where you are&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far&lt;br /&gt;And now that I’m next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No more dreaming about&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Forget the loneliness and the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to say&lt;br /&gt;It’s all because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now were back together,&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;I wanna show you my heart is oh so true&lt;br /&gt;And all the love I have is&lt;br /&gt;Especially for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Especially for you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tell you, you mean all the world to me&lt;br /&gt;How I’m certain that our love was&lt;br /&gt;Meant to be&lt;br /&gt;You changed my life&lt;br /&gt;You showed me the way&lt;br /&gt;And now I’m next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve waited long enough to find you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna put all the hurt behind you&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna bring out the love&lt;br /&gt;Inside you, oh and&lt;br /&gt;Now were back together, together&lt;br /&gt;I wanna show you my heart is oh so true&lt;br /&gt;And all the love I have is&lt;br /&gt;Especially for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You were in my heart&lt;br /&gt;My love never changed&lt;br /&gt;And now that I’m next to you&lt;br /&gt;No more dreaming about&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Forget the loneliness and the&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got to say&lt;br /&gt;It’s all because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Now were back together, together&lt;br /&gt;I wanna show you my heart is oh so true&lt;br /&gt;And all the love I have is&lt;br /&gt;Especially for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Together, together&lt;br /&gt;I wanna show you my heart is oh so true&lt;br /&gt;And all the love I have is&lt;br /&gt;Especially for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13273916-111786423864521673?l=underdetestments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/feeds/111786423864521673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13273916&amp;postID=111786423864521673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default/111786423864521673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default/111786423864521673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/2005/06/for-you-bie.html' title='For you bie!!!!'/><author><name>YaM &amp;amp; CaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421225985493108496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13273916.post-111777767165036536</id><published>2005-06-03T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T13:47:51.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aarrgh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I just don't feel good. Can't get along well lately... I don't know what's happening. Maybe too much expectations from each other eh?! Anyways, I opt not to have a conversation with you yet. Come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13273916-111777767165036536?l=underdetestments.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/feeds/111777767165036536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13273916&amp;postID=111777767165036536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default/111777767165036536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13273916/posts/default/111777767165036536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://underdetestments.blogspot.com/2005/06/aarrgh.html' title='Aarrgh!'/><author><name>YaM &amp;amp; CaN</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06421225985493108496</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13273916.post-111753877625088316</id><published>2005-05-31T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:26:16.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Belong Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;by Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;When I said I didn't love you, so&lt;br /&gt;I should have held on tight&lt;br /&gt;I never shoulda let you go&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know nothing&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid, I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;I was lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;I could not fathom that I would ever&lt;br /&gt;Be without your love&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined I'd be&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here beside myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I didn't know me&lt;br /&gt;But I thought I knew everything&lt;br /&gt;I never felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling that I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;Now that I don't hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Or have your touch and kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't have a choice&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;To have you lying by my side&lt;br /&gt;Right here, cause baby&lt;br /&gt;(We belong together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When you left I lost a part of me&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby, please&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else am I gon' lean on&lt;br /&gt;When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby baby, we belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;When you are on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Bobby Womack's on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Saying to me&lt;br /&gt;"If you think you're lonely now"&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute&lt;br /&gt;This is too deep (too deep)&lt;br /&gt;I gotta change the station&lt;br /&gt;So I turn the dial&lt;br /&gt;Trying to catch a break&lt;br /&gt;And then I hear Babyface&lt;br /&gt;"I only think of you"&lt;br /&gt;And it's breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to keep it together&lt;br /&gt;But I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling all out of my element&lt;br /&gt;I'm throwing things, crying&lt;br /&gt;Trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell I went wrong&lt;br /&gt;The pain reflected in this song&lt;br /&gt;It ain't even half of what&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;I need you&lt;br /&gt;Need you back in my life, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When you left I lost a part of me&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby, please&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else am I gon' lean on&lt;br /&gt;When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby baby, we belong together, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When you left I lost a part of me&lt;br /&gt;It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;Come back baby, please&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I gonna lean on&lt;br /&gt;When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna talk to me&lt;br /&gt;Till the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna take your place&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, baby&lt;br /&gt;We belong together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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