<?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-561184517094091247</id><updated>2011-12-25T15:32:37.813+08:00</updated><category term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><category term='Un Artful Vie'/><category term='Avenir Parfait'/><title type='text'>Lefty's Journal</title><subtitle type='html'>Building my Ego-integrity one post at a time...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>562</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5030671474195021826</id><published>2011-01-10T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:35:33.655+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seminar. Studies. Losing friends. Transcript of Records. Graduation. Work. Resignation. Review. Review. Review. Board Exams. Christmas. New Year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This year is all about fire &amp;amp; desire. I'm ready.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These were the words that probably summarize my life in 2010. Obviously, it was way better than 2009. I mean, both years have dramas, but at least the big '10 didn't consist of me almost getting kicked out of school, or the fact that I had to choose between pursuing a bad path to save my good reputation or ending a reputation for a path that I was originally supposed to be in. Well, I had to suffer the consequences in either options anyway, &amp;amp; I'm not really that popular in the first place, so I guess I went with the latter one. The one that was right for me. For everybody.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it turned out to be, like I said, better than 2009.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So we have to move forward again. &amp;amp; now it's 2011. There's something about this year 2010 hadn't brought out... &amp;amp; this is desire.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I'm firing up this year. With a promise to update weekly, or even daily like before. This year, it's going to be different. This year, it's going to be all about my strength &amp;amp; capabilities.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a firework, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5030671474195021826?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5030671474195021826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5030671474195021826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5030671474195021826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5030671474195021826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TSr78OOa2rI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_rahLvLQUzM/s72-c/firework.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2997107627074166325</id><published>2010-08-28T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T18:00:01.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>214th Song- Love You Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love You Know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twenty one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You always hate the number twenty one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You associate these things to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I’ll believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My mistake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is that I grew up to someone you hate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You associate your heart to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So you’ll be free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you think it’s me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; the way you see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ask yourself in what you feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you think it’s wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; we don’t belong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can’t guess the love you know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They agree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s just you’re scared to what they’ll think of me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t know the love you’re looking for&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m not enough&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My mistake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is that I don’t mean to destroy your faith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s not that I don’t have the time to wait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;‘Till it’s too late&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you think I’m bored&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then why you close your door?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell me if I’m worth the fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you know you’re right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then you can leave tonight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just tell me if you don’t love me anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twenty one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You always hate the number twenty one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But it seems it’s just the way you feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That changed you here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-2997107627074166325?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2997107627074166325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2997107627074166325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2997107627074166325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2997107627074166325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/08/214th-song-love-you-know.html' title='214th Song- Love You Know'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5529761885019067863</id><published>2010-08-28T17:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:40:57.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Lefty Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hey everyone! It really has been awhile since I get to speak with you guys. After school world, I never thought I'm busier in the employment world. Well, I wasn't really that busy but when transitions come into your life, you tend to leave some of the things that really matter to you. &amp;amp; one of them is blogging.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Well, at least I still get to post something from my old friend LJ before this month will end. I really have a lot of things to tell you about, starting from my employment epiphanies, my brother being admitted to the hospital due to the very dangerous Dengue Hemorrhagic Fever, my paternal rants, my lack of time to write new songs up until my weight-gaining issues.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/THjZFF-QP2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/QNfxePMQLNY/s1600/male-nurse-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/THjZFF-QP2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/QNfxePMQLNY/s320/male-nurse-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyways, months ago I was excited to be in this company I've been working at. I was really happy having my first job &amp;amp; all that. It was challenging, being the subject for rude comments &amp;amp; violent reactions, but I still get to have satisfaction from those other callers who have been giving me some great comments &amp;amp; feedbacks in my work. Not to mention I was fitting from my co-pilots there, navigating into the insurance sky together. Except for some people there...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again, as I finished watching the last season of Ugly Betty (which is a bummer), I asked myself if this is really what I wanted. I mean, it's great for me to work on m communication skills &amp;amp; learn about insurance policies &amp;amp; all that, but is this really the work that I wanted?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/THjZLBejvFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/_K5p_bCcAjc/s1600/singer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/THjZLBejvFI/AAAAAAAAAWk/_K5p_bCcAjc/s320/singer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I was still studying I always get to dream of working in a big hospital abroad while still being a singer sharing his compositions to the world. It was, by far, the bestest thing in the whole world. &amp;amp; just thinking about it always make me so inspired, which is why I get to write more &amp;amp; more songs.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it was a big dream. But I believe it will happen in time.It's just that I don't have any idea which path it will take me to reach it. Being stuck in a work that wasn't my interest isn't really helping at all. That is why I'm trying hard to look for something that can take me farther from what I'm supposed to become next. I think I need more inspiration &amp;amp; guidance, &amp;amp; that is why I defined myself as Mr. Change.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/THjW6mqfF_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/srp0V75wnIc/s1600/profilee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/THjW6mqfF_I/AAAAAAAAAWU/srp0V75wnIc/s320/profilee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two weeks ago, my family got an unexpected unfortunate event where it involved my brother suffering from a 3rd grade dengue hemorrhagic fever. It was really devastating seeing him struggle in the first few days in the hospital, trying to fight the illness away. What got me worried was the fact that his heart rate was declining, &amp;amp; the fact that his bleeding internally made my concentration level from work a little bit awful. But God never ignored our prayers, &amp;amp; after a week, he got better. I get to learn to love my family more than ever. Note to self, get a health insurance right away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I also started to lose some weight again since I let myself go again, &amp;amp; I had a little accident where it involves ripping my pants in the butt part of my jeans, which is embarrassing... but funny as heck! But then again, I still want to pat myself on the back for taking care of myself. Health is wealth, after all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I really really am sorry for the huge delay from posting my compositions here. I promise to make more updates &amp;amp; get really serious in my writing gift. For now, I get to inspire myself again &amp;amp; do some really important things today.&amp;nbsp;Ü&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Giving more lefty lovin', &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5529761885019067863?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5529761885019067863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5529761885019067863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5529761885019067863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5529761885019067863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/08/lefty-love.html' title='Lefty Love'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/THjZFF-QP2I/AAAAAAAAAWc/QNfxePMQLNY/s72-c/male-nurse-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-8289158509384445784</id><published>2010-07-13T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T00:44:14.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>HairDone</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hey guys! So I just watched too many Ugly Betty episodes today (I know... I'm terribly late with the series) that I forgot to put up a new blog post before I sleep a vampire sleep. Anyways, it has been a mundane day for me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TDtGAEjjskI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Gj9dZaeltH8/s1600/hairdesign24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TDtGAEjjskI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Gj9dZaeltH8/s320/hairdesign24.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;But knowing myself, I have got to find a way how to spice up things a little bit. Because I've been meaning to try a different hairstyle that doesn't get too crowded on my head (can I say that?), I had a haircut today! It's some sort of a Mohawk with a little shave on the sides! &amp;amp; I know it's like a really small thing, but having a new do is one of my go-to to satisfy my 'trying new ideas everyday' kind of midyear resolution.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Well, it's pretty much all I can share. But I just wanted to make a big deal out of it in a positive way, I think. &amp;amp; I really needed to make a Twitter account again, update myself on all my blogger buddies' blogs, post some songs again, record a song &amp;amp; share it to you guys (I'm thinking about it), &amp;amp; pretty much what I do best- to be available... uhm, that didn't sound right. lol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Setting up my social calendar for the nth time, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. Photo.Not.Me... I really really wish it was though. lol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-8289158509384445784?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/8289158509384445784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=8289158509384445784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8289158509384445784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8289158509384445784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/07/hairdone.html' title='HairDone'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TDtGAEjjskI/AAAAAAAAAWM/Gj9dZaeltH8/s72-c/hairdesign24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-8674554459737997708</id><published>2010-07-11T12:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T07:08:39.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>New Blogging Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hey guys! It's a whole new LJ blogging season this month. I really needed that absence since I took up some things that increased my maturity level up to almost fifty percent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TDlPjPmrJjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/FpwAVu1sSxA/s1600/back.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TDlPjPmrJjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/FpwAVu1sSxA/s320/back.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;A lot of things have happened after I took off from the blogosphere. To tell you the truth I have been posting some blog posts but I saved them as drafts. I was ambivalent during those times, &amp;amp; posting some private (more like emotional) things required me to think them over.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My absence here gave me a clean slate. It was good. From then on I became employed, which is going so well since I fell in love with my job; I attended a wedding... well, a wedding reception; saw a bunch of movies; watched a lot of series; focused on my physical &amp;amp; spiritual sides by doing Yoga, weight training &amp;amp; attending church every Fridays &amp;amp; Sundays; hanged out with some old friends; made a slideshow; recorded a song; &amp;amp; basically tried a lot of new things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TDlPsJYd9vI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0Ft53-Cp_I8/s1600/6a00d834517b5669e2010536fd33c4970c-800wi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TDlPsJYd9vI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0Ft53-Cp_I8/s320/6a00d834517b5669e2010536fd33c4970c-800wi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was a whole lot of adventures. &amp;amp; I just keep on growing &amp;amp; growing (I wish I could also say that to my height though) that I decided to make the world my own personal classroom. There were a couple of bad dramas that have happened, but they were all trifles that I actually forgot what they are (lol).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I also missed my blogging entourage. They actually helped me through a bunch of decisions. &amp;amp; blogging made it possible for me to relate to them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I have a whole lot of things to do this serene Sunday. But I'll keep on updating you from now &amp;amp; then. Gees I really missed this! I missed everyone! God bless &amp;amp; have a good day guys.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ready for some blupdates, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-8674554459737997708?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/8674554459737997708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=8674554459737997708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8674554459737997708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8674554459737997708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-blogging-season.html' title='New Blogging Season'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/TDlPjPmrJjI/AAAAAAAAAV8/FpwAVu1sSxA/s72-c/back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-4239835114280050743</id><published>2010-05-24T02:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:05:13.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>213th Song- What You've Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What You’ve Done&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look at what you’ve done to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t be proud in what you’ll see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m talking ‘bout this pain I feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t be alarm for this is real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to ask&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why it’s not enough&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You see, I gave my all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let myself fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If it’s too hard for you to feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that you can see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The wrong things you have given me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While I give the things that you need&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For this is real (Repeat 2X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You really don’t need me here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So it’s enough to set me free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause all the pain that you are giving me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s enough for me to bleed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish I could go back in time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; undo all the things we left behind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We can just fall in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you chose to fall apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you chose to fall apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you chose to fall apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What you’ve done is real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat 3X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-4239835114280050743?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/4239835114280050743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=4239835114280050743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4239835114280050743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4239835114280050743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/213rd-song-what-youve-done.html' title='213th Song- What You&apos;ve Done'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7683302017772123741</id><published>2010-05-24T02:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:05:09.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>212th Song- You Wouldn't Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Wouldn’t Know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everyday there’s a possibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Of you falling in love with me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Though if I ask you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You would always say ‘maybe’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We always say that we should take it slow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; in the process I gave my all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The saddest thing about it was&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You grew tried to fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just can’t believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ve given up on me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s never wrong cause&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You wouldn’t know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can’t help but think&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You bid hello to leave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love’s never wrong cause&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You wouldn’t know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s me &amp;amp; my stupidity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who’s always there for you to feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be loved, be treated like&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone with royalty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought it’s just the way you act&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I feel you’re not coming back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve put up with your endeavors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still you can’t feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(You wouldn’t know)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re narrow-minded when it comes to love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought we’re happy while we are growing up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve always thought you were the one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you wouldn’t know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-7683302017772123741?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7683302017772123741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7683302017772123741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7683302017772123741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7683302017772123741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/212nd-song-you-wouldnt-know.html' title='212th Song- You Wouldn&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-8240906590742022870</id><published>2010-05-22T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T18:40:20.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Employ-Meant After All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/employ-not-meant.html"&gt;here for the previous post&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_ezWL94gdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/BiXaBg5pTOw/s1600/attire.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_ezWL94gdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/BiXaBg5pTOw/s320/attire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey everyone! So I'm going to tell you a little plan that I devised to really get the job I was talking about yesterday. Even though this Plan B might be a little risky at first, because of the fact that the company I applied into has no office hours during the weekends, I still pulled it off in the end. &amp;amp; you know what, I think what I did today was more than what I have expected for myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So you guys knew about my dilemma about waking up thirty minutes before the scheduled exams &amp;amp; interview yesterday. It really got me devastated &amp;amp; then I inculcated about God having other big plans for me so I'm just gonna let go of this one &amp;amp; move on. I wasn't really prepared as well, so it might be better to miss it in the first place than to pull off a suicide stunt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But as I was curling up to my bed, regressing, I thought about what a blogger in Nuffnang told me- it's better to be late &amp;amp; try it than not trying it at all. That really got me asking to myself. You see, even though I'm sure God has a plan for me, is missing out the interview &amp;amp; exam really means that God has another company set out for me? Or He just want me to get another chance to 'really' study hard &amp;amp; 'really' prepare for it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've thought it for a moment. A really long moment though. When I woke up &amp;amp; saw how much encouragement &amp;amp; support my mom, my super dad, my aunt &amp;amp; my grandmother were giving me, I decided to went over there tomorrow, Saturday morning, earlier than eight o'clock &amp;amp; completely furnished &amp;amp; ready. There was this spark of hope, although too little to be seen &amp;amp; felt, that built my optimism up from eight percent to eighty.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_ez765NhbI/AAAAAAAAAVs/utuOvKi5O8Q/s1600/e756dfae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_ez765NhbI/AAAAAAAAAVs/utuOvKi5O8Q/s320/e756dfae.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;So last night, when I finished blogging &amp;amp; all that, I started to go through the sites talking about successfully getting the job &amp;amp; some interview tips. To my surprise, almost all the things that I've read &amp;nbsp;there didn't occur to me when I was applying for a job in the previous company. From the appropriate outfit up until the answers to the common job interview questions, I was completely dumbfounded by these realizations. It wasn't easy at all, I thought. I also took the time to deeply study the company from the products &amp;amp; services that they were offering, to the company's mission, vision &amp;amp; history.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I woke up at around three o'clock in the morning, only having two hours of sleep. &amp;amp; I began to rehash all the things that needed to be done for the interview &amp;amp; exam. It was risky, cause even when I want them to know that I do know that it'll be scheduled today &amp;amp; not yesterday by just showing up, I don't have any assurance that the office there was operating on weekends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_e0LR-uI3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Y7_bHHg9EBA/s1600/interview_in_progress_crop380w_crop380w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_e0LR-uI3I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Y7_bHHg9EBA/s320/interview_in_progress_crop380w_crop380w.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still went straight there, &amp;amp; to my surprise... it was empty. No one was there but a guard &amp;amp; the maintenance team. It was seven o'clock in the morning, but I still waited for someone there to show up &amp;amp; give me the test &amp;amp; the interview. &amp;amp; an hour passed still no sign of employees there. I was kinda falling asleep on my chair, &amp;amp; I didn't even have a heavy breakfast &amp;amp; water to ease my insides. I prayed to God once again... &amp;amp; boy am I glad to see all these people coming in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The people in that company were all nice; they actually treated me as if they're the ones who needs to get interviewed. I still felt jittery, but it wasn't out of nervousness, but because I was just hungry. &amp;amp; in the end, I even got a thumbs up on my exam &amp;amp; some compliments from the interviewer herself. The plan was a success, &amp;amp; I'm lucky enough to pass them all even when my chances were really that small.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So now I'm scheduled for the final interview in my real office, the one when I will be working in, on whenever the interviewer has decided. &amp;amp; I really want to thank my family for the encouragement &amp;amp; the push, to God who never fails to impress me (I love you!), &amp;amp; to my fellow bloggers as well who did not just cheered me up throughout the entire time I was devastated, but also for giving me the advice &amp;amp; the inspiration just like my real &amp;amp; true friends are giving. Have a blessed day everyone! I'm gonna go eat dinner now! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There will always be glimpses of hope, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-8240906590742022870?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/8240906590742022870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=8240906590742022870&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8240906590742022870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8240906590742022870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/employ-meant-after-all.html' title='Employ-Meant After All'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_ezWL94gdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/BiXaBg5pTOw/s72-c/attire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7314865725791432636</id><published>2010-05-21T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T14:05:04.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>211th Song- Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;This song that I wrote has a concept of 'if being wrong is the only way for you to come back, then I don't want to be right.' Well, something like that. It's kinda ironic, cause I'm writing a song entitled 'Right' since I'm a lefty myself (isn't it obvious?) lol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Okay, just wanna thank those bloggers awhile ago who have been cheering me up from the 'incident' awhile ago. I just took a very long nap &amp;amp; I feel slightly recharged. &amp;amp; to those bloggers who have been encouraging me to sing my song on Youtube, I'm fifty percent reconsidering it now lol. It's a start, right? Thank you everyone! Here's the lyrics of Right! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t speak so softly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can’t hear what you’re trying to say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I see you now shouting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It seems I just can’t understand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I don’t wanna hear it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I just couldn’t take it so good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish my hunch is just a mistake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause baby, my feelings, I cannot fake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you made me realize&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That in the end I was right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;After some time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You bid your goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But baby, I’ve to deny&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All those reasons why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have to leave me here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never ever really wanna be right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please take a moment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You don’t have to see who’s involved in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ve knocked on my door now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There’s no going back from me now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause maybe I found love, it’s in you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe with you, I’m feeling so good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know what you want me to do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Call me a fool, but I just can’t undo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t speak so softly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can’t hear you’re trying to say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s better this way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I can love you even just for one more day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 3X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never ever really wanna be right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-7314865725791432636?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7314865725791432636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7314865725791432636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7314865725791432636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7314865725791432636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/211st-song-right.html' title='211th Song- Right'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5610264582739043067</id><published>2010-05-21T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T11:34:16.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Employ-not-meant</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I think the only way for me to lease this problem &amp;amp; feel better is by doing a blog post about it. It's the only thing that doesn't talk back, &amp;amp; I seriously need some ears for the moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So yesterday I got a call from the company I applied in last week. It was actually, for a fresh graduate, a dream job for me; not only that the office is like five minutes from my house, it's also based in the medical field (I actually prefer jobs related to my course). I don't actually care about my salary, just having a job like this one can actually make me happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;This week, I actually wake up earlier than my usual. Even though I sleep late, I always wake up at four or five in the morning. &amp;amp; the thing about that is, I don't even have something very important to do. I instantly start surfing the net to make an early blog post, &amp;amp; I even make a song whenever&amp;nbsp;caffeine &amp;amp; creativity is kicking in too much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So my final job interview was schedules at eight o'clock in the morning at their other office venue somewhere in Makati. &amp;amp; last night I was constantly preparing for it; I studied about tips on job interviews, reviewed some abstract test, put out my best corporate attire, &amp;amp; prayed to God for wisdom. I slept at around one o'clock. Seven hours until the interview.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_X_C2x3aOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_5S_rexK5LM/s1600/funny_alarm_clock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_X_C2x3aOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_5S_rexK5LM/s320/funny_alarm_clock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;That's when I made one big mistake.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I actually woke up at around three o'clock. It was still early &amp;amp; dark outside, &amp;amp; if I was going to sleep rather than a nap for bedtime, I would've been so sleepy in my interview especially in the examination. I decided to sleep for an hour or two just to catch up on my sleeping.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;When I wake up, I looked straight to the window to find out that's it's now too bright outside. I quickly took a glance on my cellphone- it was 7:38 AM. It took me a moment to realize this is happening; I know I heard the alarm screaming at my ear &amp;amp; I know I was going to go out my bed after a minute. 'What just happened?'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I went out the bedroom &amp;amp; just sit there, eyes staring blankly, hands clumped together, praying for another chance to do it all over again &amp;amp; get out of bed even at three o'clock. It was too late. I browsed through my phone &amp;amp; texted my aunt for advice. It was really too late. This time I had no plan B to think of.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So now, I'm still stuck here in front of the computer ranting all these to you. But I actually thought about God &amp;amp; His plans for me. Even if this is actually a dream job for me, God is telling me there's a bigger place for me out there &amp;amp; I just need to search for it. These all happened for a reason, &amp;amp; I just need to appreciate the better things that will soon be coming straight at me. Have a great day everyone! Happy birthday to my very dear best friend, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=740040331&amp;amp;ref=search&amp;amp;sid=504358860.4131645966..1"&gt;Karen Yap&lt;/a&gt;! I really miss her!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recharging, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5610264582739043067?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5610264582739043067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5610264582739043067&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5610264582739043067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5610264582739043067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/employ-not-meant.html' title='Employ-not-meant'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_X_C2x3aOI/AAAAAAAAAU8/_5S_rexK5LM/s72-c/funny_alarm_clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1351102810290641469</id><published>2010-05-19T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:02:55.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>210th Song- Dancing By Myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing By Myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m actually still falling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause of that I’m falling apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you believe with little talks,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You captured my heart?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s cause you know me so well&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you feel being ‘round me again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You try to use your moves&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That always make me insane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everytime you’re here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re crowding up all my space&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Until you left these tears on my face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everytime I move on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You always play our old songs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I come back, you tell me this is all wrong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I can have your power just to walk away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then you’ll know my feeling ain’t a silly game to play&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Altruism always have a limit on you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing by myself is always killing my blues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing by myself is always killing my blues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is my own way for me to forget you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never try to underestimate all my moves&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing by myself can change me too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All the lights are on me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They want to know if I’m hanging up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can’t believe you’re calling for a night on the club&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talking into circles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We’re trying to converse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t try to fool me with your lines that you rehearsed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everytime you’re here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m always having these fears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You commit &amp;amp; just throw me out of here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everytime I move back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re always playing forward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; you make me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do efforts I can’t afford&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing by myself is always killing my blues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My hear is pounding&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eveytime I’m falling for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I should avoid some troubles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;By ignoring you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing by myself will straighten me out soon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing by myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing by myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dancing by myself is killing all my blues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat 2X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-1351102810290641469?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1351102810290641469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1351102810290641469&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1351102810290641469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1351102810290641469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/210th-song-dancing-by-myself.html' title='210th Song- Dancing By Myself'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5929737372503488502</id><published>2010-05-19T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T07:35:21.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Past Fasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;If you've been keeping track of Lefty's Journal since 2007, you can actually see my not so famous (&amp;amp; my infamous) journey through the use of my own context. Just like everyone else, there will always be bumpy pavements along the way. Until we reach a certain point where we need to give up to rise up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MjV1vHgNI/AAAAAAAAATs/9ZPDGgT_YCQ/s1600/moving+on.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MjV1vHgNI/AAAAAAAAATs/9ZPDGgT_YCQ/s320/moving+on.jpg" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just like my recent post days ago, there are certain people that you have to momentarily forget when you move forward &amp;amp; start anew. Those people were not completely the good guys in your story; they can be the villains who betrayed you, or your victims who fought back at you. In order to rise up, that would be basically one of the things you have to do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So as I was saying, the journey I've been travelling now has never been better. Seriously. I can't say that I'm not having problems in some aspects of my life, but they're not that big of a deal like before. It was a learning experience for me- having to ride that roller coaster life. But I'm 100% sure I'm not riding that anymore. Rather than earn money &amp;amp; respect from people, I even lost everything I've ever built for myself. &amp;amp; now I really am appreciating being incognito from almost everyone I know in the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I'm happy with the trail that I chose. It wasn't easy to enter this 'life lane' but I worked hard for it. &amp;amp; when you're just about to close the gates of your past, this person shove into my serene life &amp;amp; tried to get what I didn't take in the first place.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MjnWRk_tI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mfJ0VRi2xKc/s1600/free+money.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MjnWRk_tI/AAAAAAAAAT0/mfJ0VRi2xKc/s320/free+money.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can accept anger with a reasonable defense from anyone. But I fight back to those who are being judgmental. &amp;amp; one of the things this person said to me that really flared me up is that I am a 'scammer'. Wow! I know a lot of scammers (per se, my *eherm*) who takes your money &amp;amp; run away with it, but never did I become a scammer. I don't need to explain the things that I already laid out to her, but all I can say is that the money she used to make a 'reservation' to that company, went to (you know it!) my controlling used-to-be upline whom I trusted so much before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; sometimes scammers use fake names to people they've just met. &amp;amp; she was even my schoolmate in high school, plus I wasn't even the one who convinced her in the first place. &amp;amp; I do blame myself for bringing her there, for giving the money to my upline so I couldn't spend it, &amp;amp; for telling her the lies my upline is telling me. I was in a very complicated pedestal, but I still received that jabs she gave me that weren't mine to take in the first place.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Although I want to tell her the person who took her money, I'm just gonna be responsible &amp;amp; do the right thing, since I'm trying to become someone who blames himself no matter how minute his contribution to a mistake is. I don't want to make excuses anymore, &amp;amp; there's no point in hiding either (Just a quick search for my blog or social networking profile will immediately narrate all the details about me). I think I just pointed out the villain, the victim who actually turned into a villain, &amp;amp; me who was once her villain who became both his &amp;amp; her victim in the end. Boy do I always like to play the underdog...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MjxLVivWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NL0sDjnmYug/s1600/Copy+of+1920X1080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MjxLVivWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/NL0sDjnmYug/s320/Copy+of+1920X1080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyhow, I apologize for exceeding to my usual length blog post. I just miss being around you guys whom I can tell my explanations &amp;amp; complaints to. &amp;amp; I'm really thankful for the 'nangs' some co-bloggers of mine have given me this week. I just found out my 209th song, For Your Entertainment, was one of the featured popular posts in the last 24 hours in &lt;a href="http://innit.nuffnang.com/"&gt;Nuffnang Innit&lt;/a&gt;! Not only that, it's also one of the posts that topped today in &lt;a href="http://www.imcurtain.com/today"&gt;imcurtain.com&lt;/a&gt;. Despite of my current trifle, I really am appreciating all your comments, nangs &amp;amp; the time you guys have given me to check out my blog. I love you guys! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fasting from the unimportant past, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5929737372503488502?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5929737372503488502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5929737372503488502&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5929737372503488502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5929737372503488502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/past-fasting.html' title='Past Fasting'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MjV1vHgNI/AAAAAAAAATs/9ZPDGgT_YCQ/s72-c/moving+on.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-620060933915087142</id><published>2010-05-18T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T17:21:58.168+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>209th Song- For Your Entertainment</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Just to be clear to everyone, I've written this song just before I found out that its title was similar to Adam Lambert's single. But in his song, he actually talks about performing &amp;amp; partying stuff. Unlike mine, which is completely about being used, abused, or whatever drama the song has in store. But I really like the way it's sung, so you guys enjoy my 209th song! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Your Entertainment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken hearted stay away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t want to see you today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m tired of crying every night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m feeling alright&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can I ask ‘what did I do?’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We’re falling hard, that’s what I knew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does this mean your love ain’t true?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I’m feeling blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is what I get for giving everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is what I’m left&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From risking it all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I played my part&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exposed my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Experimented&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I fall apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is what I get&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For your entertainment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you stop me from crying hard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darkness ain’t helping so much&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All I need is your voice tonight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Explaining to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you please try to explain?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How you made me feel insane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I tried to bring the best of me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Contented, you’re not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You took me in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Played with my feelings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made me your sin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Destroyed everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forgot myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; took care of you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; all I’m asking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is your love too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For your entertainment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-620060933915087142?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/620060933915087142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=620060933915087142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/620060933915087142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/620060933915087142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/209th-song-for-your-entertainment.html' title='209th Song- For Your Entertainment'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-6177746441595518751</id><published>2010-05-17T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T20:23:04.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Sharpening My Sharing Skills</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hey everyone! Just wanted to serve you guys a platter full of updates &amp;amp; songs. I've been meaning to share the things that are happening in my world like what I'm doing before. But ever since I went on that internet dilemma, I think my sharing skills weren't sharpened enough anymore.. so... blame the hiatus!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Well, I actually needed that time off though. The last weeks of college before graduation was really tough, &amp;amp; I actually have to make time just to pass all my requirements before the deadline.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I even remember going to my former school, Global City Innovative College, just to get my transcript of records. I went to my school to finally pass it (even if it's way over the deadline), just to find out I got a failing mark in my NCM 102, which I passed by the way. Again, I went over to G.C.I.C to fix it, waited for hours, then headed back to my school to pass my transcript before they close. What a crazy day it was! But then again, at least I finished them all... &amp;amp; even got my diploma. *Winks*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_Ew2I40ZKI/AAAAAAAAATc/Cs2YZfI9rkM/s1600/fail-owned-out-of-business-hiring-employment-fail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_Ew2I40ZKI/AAAAAAAAATc/Cs2YZfI9rkM/s320/fail-owned-out-of-business-hiring-employment-fail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I really want to reopen up something that is still very new to me- the capital E! That's right, employment. Being a fresh face in the working world without any experiences at all can have results which are stupendously predictable. Imagine passing a two-paged resume without anything there on that recent employment tab... now that sucks. Even when you know that you did great (or tried your very best) on your interview.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I mean, I'm not saying I'm competent enough to handle a job, but I just finished college &amp;amp; I think by now I already learned how to handle a difficult &amp;amp; risky problem. They say 'it's a different life out there!', but for me, I think it's just almost the same. Well, I don't know with you guys but I'm pretty sure I'm missing college &amp;amp; will be missing it more when do I get a real job.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_Ey_Hl3DpI/AAAAAAAAATk/V3wItOgGQU4/s1600/30519_394497292382_733987382_3861959_6748902_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_Ey_Hl3DpI/AAAAAAAAATk/V3wItOgGQU4/s320/30519_394497292382_733987382_3861959_6748902_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since we're talking about jobs now, I just wanted to express my deepest appreciation to all the vendors out there- those who sell from candies to condos, in small stalls or in huge stores, &amp;amp; anywhere in this world (That's actually a nice pun! Ha!). Ever since I experienced being a vendor in my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/group.php?gid=109872362374257&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;aunt's yogurt station&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(which is, for me, can be the healthiest stall in this world lol) just to help her out (&amp;amp; to eat yummy free food lol), I was surprised just how tough it is to be flexible &amp;amp; to be really really patient to your costumers. Not to mention the smile I had to wear for an entire day. &amp;amp; I'm not really the type of person who greets everyone &amp;amp; explains everything to their questions, but I still did it for the sake of selling... &amp;amp; for my loving aunt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Well, I really am enjoying helping out at her business. But I just wanted to say I'm inspired by those vendors who are waking up early in the morning everyday just to prepare, spending all day in their stalls or stores, doing the best they can just to have costumers, &amp;amp; still have the time for themselves &amp;amp;/or for their families. I salute you guys! *Smiles*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I'm still waiting on that phone call about that company's test &amp;amp; that final interview. You know, I really wish they could've just told me straight to my face that I don't have what it takes to get that job in the first place, so I won't be really bothered waiting on their crappy news. lol. But I guess that's employment (negating much?! lol), &amp;amp; that's... life. God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone! Happy start of the week! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know, about the sharpening the whole sharing skills thing... I think I just did,&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-6177746441595518751?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6177746441595518751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6177746441595518751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6177746441595518751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6177746441595518751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/sharpening-my-sharing-skills.html' title='Sharpening My Sharing Skills'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_Ew2I40ZKI/AAAAAAAAATc/Cs2YZfI9rkM/s72-c/fail-owned-out-of-business-hiring-employment-fail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1015714436572364827</id><published>2010-05-17T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:03:03.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>208th Song- Changed All The Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Changed All The Rules&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s pretty stupid cause I’m still waiting for&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A perfect love song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A chance that will somehow make you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fall in love again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again it’s time to wake myself up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accept all the truth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There’s no one around to see me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; tell I was crying for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; if you would feel this too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’d know how I can’t lose you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re promised to come around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I should’ve controlled my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then you changed all the rules&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s pretty funny cause I made myself fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; put up a wall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought our love is what you wanted all along&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again I should remind myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That you’re not so sure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I could just read your mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’d bid you goodbye after all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again if you’d feel this too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This love I have inside I can’t undo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crying all the time won’t change your mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think it’s time for me to fake a smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since you changed all the rules&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s impossible, it’s unpredictable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The happy ending ended here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s supposed to make us grow&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But why do you have to go?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your love isn’t what I had fought&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again if you’d feel this too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I decided to commit to you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You always say to me that I have changed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You walk away by a sudden rage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still believe you’d fall again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still believe I’m more than just a friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since you changed all the rules&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-1015714436572364827?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1015714436572364827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1015714436572364827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1015714436572364827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1015714436572364827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/208th-song-changed-all-rules.html' title='208th Song- Changed All The Rules'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-4207473946750734516</id><published>2010-05-17T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:00:06.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>207th Song- Loving &amp; Everything (15th Album Title)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loving &amp;amp; Everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why these tears are coming out? (Repeat 4X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s not your fault entirely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apology ain’t necessary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But just this once I like to hear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Losing me’s one of your fears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is all I need to feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Without a hindrance that appears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it just grows when good come near&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you blame me when it isn’t here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ignoring won’t change what I feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re the only one who’s real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your lies are tempting you to leave me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will freeing you will make you free?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will bad things make you doubt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your attempts won’t break me now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t make your love fade away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am begging you to stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I surrender everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even my life &amp;amp; all my dreams&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your entity makes my heart beat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why are you doing this to me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why are you doing this to me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why these tears are coming out?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t just turn a different route&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Come take my hand &amp;amp; take my being&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Loving you is my everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-4207473946750734516?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/4207473946750734516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=4207473946750734516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4207473946750734516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4207473946750734516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/207th-song-loving-everything-15th-album.html' title='207th Song- Loving &amp; Everything (15th Album Title)'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5322702853987628657</id><published>2010-05-17T17:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:56:51.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>206th Song- Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Better&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I have stopped controlling you heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would it be? Could it be better?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I pretend to be happy then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you be? Could you be better?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve always believed you’d be happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I could just stop to be selfish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know you would dream of a better life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Than dream of a life with just me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it hurts that you can’t be someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone who’d become without me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it hurts that you don’t deserved&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be love by someone who’s below your goals&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve always believe you’d become&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone who’s success come from me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then I would realized&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That I’ll be the one who denies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it hurts that I can’t be someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Someone who would bring you the luck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m stuck in this averaged place&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where I am pulling you down, down, down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; you sacrificed everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just to love me true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love can’t compete with ‘ifs’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love don’t compete with your ‘ifs’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I can’t give you the world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I promise to give you this heart of mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5322702853987628657?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5322702853987628657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5322702853987628657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5322702853987628657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5322702853987628657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/206th-song-better.html' title='206th Song- Better'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2184623983838501521</id><published>2010-05-17T17:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:53:28.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>205th Song- Thrice the Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thrice the Pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never need some deepest lines&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To say what’s going on your mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But always think of this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your pain, I can’t resist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I’m working hard to bring you joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I made you happy like a toy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But what can I do now,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If the cause of your pain is me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never intended for myself to break your heart again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause everytime you dip into your pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It always hurts me then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I couldn’t even smile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Couldn’t ever try to give you strength or hand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I hurt you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember, I’m always hit by thrice the pain again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s been three months when we became&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One in front of everyone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that I could bring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The rain amidst the sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish you’d say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At least we’re ‘kay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t want our love to dive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Six feet on the ground&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All because of me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everytime you cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m always saying that I wished I’d die&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everytime you cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m always saying I wished I’d tried&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To stay away from you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just to see you happy again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I’m a selfish man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’d probably knew it then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-2184623983838501521?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2184623983838501521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2184623983838501521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2184623983838501521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2184623983838501521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/205th-song-thrice-pain.html' title='205th Song- Thrice the Pain'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1676258862426403152</id><published>2010-05-16T07:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T07:45:28.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Moment Memos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've always thought that life is a slow process. Well, in the mundane parts of my life, it maybe is. But million moments &amp;amp; miracles do not show up in life all the time. They happen spontaneously, leaving a mark in my memory. &amp;amp; those moments were the days that I really live, giving me the conclusion that life is on its fast-paced lane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-8vV7-3XXI/AAAAAAAAASs/VGbnDfbERxg/s1600/man-weeping1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-8vV7-3XXI/AAAAAAAAASs/VGbnDfbERxg/s320/man-weeping1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; there are moments where I never really cared about anything. Moments where I slept the whole day. A moment where I got drunk for the first (&amp;amp; last) time with my friends &amp;amp; had my worst hangover in the morning. Moments where I slipped, fell, &amp;amp; stood up, only to find myself slipping again. Moments where I ventured in every direction without any particular destination. Moments where I cry with or without any reason. Moments where I caught myself doing good &amp;amp; bad things. Moments of my worst experiences. Moments where I made bad decisions of my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Those moments were rather a mess when I compare it with my glory days. They can be those moments which you can just forget just to pave way for the more important things. Sometimes they can bring you humor. But when I think about them, they were the moments that gave me the ability to differentiate true happiness from, just happiness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-8vcKHyMQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/9u4NuCdNrfI/s1600/a_ken_watanabe_sunset_in_memories_of_tomorrow___yoshikazu_kato-roar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-8vcKHyMQI/AAAAAAAAAS0/9u4NuCdNrfI/s320/a_ken_watanabe_sunset_in_memories_of_tomorrow___yoshikazu_kato-roar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sure I had my moments where I never really cared about anything. Cause I was either dancing the night away, or dreaming good dreams in my sleep.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had my moments where I slept the whole day. It's cause I was awake the whole night, spending time with my real families &amp;amp; friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had my moment where I got drunk with my friends &amp;amp; had my worst hangover in the morning. But I still felt really happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moments of my downfall. &amp;amp; for that I regained my self-respect &amp;amp; able to stand up on my own, willing to do it again for the sake of learning.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moments where I got nowhere else to go. &amp;amp; for that I inculcated my true directions in life... &amp;amp; beyond life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had my moments of crying. But after those sessions, I felt stronger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, I had my moments of pointing out my good &amp;amp; bad things. For that I built better qualities for my personality.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moments of my bad experiences. They allowed me to distinguish what the good experiences are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moments where I made some bad decisions of my life. &amp;amp; for that I learned how to decide, think before I make a decision, &amp;amp; evaluate their results.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's actually your own point of view; life can either be fast or slow for you, &amp;amp; can either be good or bad. But one thing's for sure. Some moments, even when they aren't that any good, are still worth the pain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Making a million memories, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; :_)&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-1676258862426403152?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1676258862426403152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1676258862426403152&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1676258862426403152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1676258862426403152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/moment-memos.html' title='Moment Memos'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-8vV7-3XXI/AAAAAAAAASs/VGbnDfbERxg/s72-c/man-weeping1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2655467062534511059</id><published>2010-05-15T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:22:14.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>I Inspire Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-6QquTFloI/AAAAAAAAASk/-MHQL7ESwpw/s1600/i+inspire+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-6QquTFloI/AAAAAAAAASk/-MHQL7ESwpw/s320/i+inspire+me.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bad things happen for a reason- to grow &amp;amp; learn from them. This is basically the best way for people to swerve back to their destined lane.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;We always wanted to be in a good place, that's for sure. But to be in that good place, sometimes we have to lose or sacrifice some other things that we value. At times those lessons are not really that worth it. But you'll never know how much it'll help you someday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You start to hate yourself more than the person who wronged you. Having constant thoughts about believing him/her in the first place, or about the things that you've probably might have done for this person to pull a stunt like that to you. You blame yourself for choosing the wrong decisions in life. &amp;amp; even when you fake a smile, at the end of the day, it's not just enough to remove that stain.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;In the midst of your fall, you consult the people that might help you to regain your stance. They are the ones who have been truthful to you, gaining distance to the people who throws bad stuff at you. Those people will help you stand up... but I bet they're still not gonna make you get up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Because, even when they try to help you, you'll never gonna be able to move forward... unless you help yourself to move. Cause even when people might tell you the things that you needed to do to become better, there's no other person whom you can cling to but y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ourself. Cause even when there's a lot of people who you can call your hero, there will always be y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ou whom you can call your own.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't be afraid to fail because only through failure do you learn to succeed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am my own hero. I am my own rock. I am my own best friend. I INSPIRE ME. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-2655467062534511059?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2655467062534511059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2655467062534511059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2655467062534511059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2655467062534511059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-inspire-me.html' title='I Inspire Me'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-6QquTFloI/AAAAAAAAASk/-MHQL7ESwpw/s72-c/i+inspire+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-3096189314222819788</id><published>2010-05-12T18:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T00:51:18.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Past... Tense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-qAa-Q2GoI/AAAAAAAAASc/N1vRAMwTmto/s1600/past-present-future3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-qAa-Q2GoI/AAAAAAAAASc/N1vRAMwTmto/s320/past-present-future3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you move forward, there are a lot of things &amp;amp; people you get to leave behind. Not that it's not your fault nor you just don't like these people. It's just that moving on, no matter how slow or fast its pace is, is a transition where everything, whether important or mundane, must be restarted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sooner or later, you find yourself in a different environment. Doing the things you're not doing before. Having new sets of friends whom you fit into. Basically living the life in a new perspective. Until you reached the point where the old life was just a thing of the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sometimes this new life of yours go back to the way it was back then, but all the time it gets to change a bit. &amp;amp; at the end of the way, you get to remember those people &amp;amp; things that were, before, the ones that revolve in your world.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; then at some random day, they show up again. &amp;amp; whether or not it feels good, one thing's for sure- you can never escape the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is a small world after all, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-3096189314222819788?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/3096189314222819788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=3096189314222819788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3096189314222819788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3096189314222819788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/past-tense.html' title='Past... Tense'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-qAa-Q2GoI/AAAAAAAAASc/N1vRAMwTmto/s72-c/past-present-future3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1005443424717597406</id><published>2010-05-11T09:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:37:42.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Employment</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;'Welcome to the world of employment,' I told myself. Hey, if you have to enter a new phase in life, better to greet myself, right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-i2LJRprBI/AAAAAAAAASU/0Vw-5i4caK8/s1600/funny-office-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-i2LJRprBI/AAAAAAAAASU/0Vw-5i4caK8/s320/funny-office-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things that have kept me really busy during the no internet dilemma was to apply in certain companies that offers a job that is related to my profession. I mean, there's still time to review for the boards &amp;amp; I don't wanna rush everything, so I choose to earn money first than waste my time bumming in my home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Besides, I really want to have some work experiences. I really don't care much about the salary, just having to finish my course &amp;amp; really earning from the real work that you've done is enough for me. How can you enjoy the luxuries of life when you don't have any directions or friends, right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Last Monday, I had my first job interview &amp;amp; a typing test which is a good experience for me. I just hated that I didn't receive any calls verifying that I got the job. Oh well, better luck next time I guess. They kinda hire people with work experiences, &amp;amp; I don't fit that quality.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Today, just after the 'media-inspired' elections, I have a second job interview at a health related company &amp;amp; I really wish I could get the job. The salary's not exactly a bed of roses, but it's a chance that I &amp;nbsp;must take so I could finally have something to put on my recent employment tab on my resume the next time I'm going to apply. *Smiles*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Kinda think of it, I kinda am more excited in this employment thing than my past networking business; sure you can earn really big &amp;amp; you get to control your working hours, but the truth is, I'm not really happy doing it. I have lost a lot of friends &amp;amp; the respect of my mom cause of that business, &amp;amp; money doesn't really make me happier either. Anyways, time to put all that to rest. I'm thankful I entered that kind of business though. Because of networking, I think I became a much better person... &amp;amp; I can sleep every night now. lol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, wish me luck on my interview today. God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Employee of the Eternity, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-1005443424717597406?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1005443424717597406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1005443424717597406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1005443424717597406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1005443424717597406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/employment.html' title='Employment'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-i2LJRprBI/AAAAAAAAASU/0Vw-5i4caK8/s72-c/funny-office-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-6444346921096926697</id><published>2010-05-11T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T02:05:36.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Voting &amp; Visiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Told you I'm gonna be back as soon as you remember visiting this site. Okay... hello everyone! LJ functioning again in... three, two, one... Yey! :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-hKYcn9xNI/AAAAAAAAASM/gByv_xFFIws/s1600/supreme7b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-hKYcn9xNI/AAAAAAAAASM/gByv_xFFIws/s320/supreme7b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, as you know, it's been four months since I really got serious about my blogging. It's not my fault in the first place cause there's this thing with our internet that made me M.I.A. on the virtual beach. But I didn't give up on fixing it since I have commitment issues with my Lefty's, so when I plugged our newest internet connection, I immediately started blogging again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, aside from having internet again, today was a really adventurous day for the family... minus my little brother. First, we went to a nearby public school where we were assigned to vote. It was a really really hot day &amp;amp; it got worst when we saw the long line of people before us waiting to vote. So my mom kinda made a scene &amp;amp; walked out. We headed for lunch, but we decided to go back cause my mom really wants us to experience the voting thing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So after the elections, we went straight to my 'lolo uncle's' house just to pay him a visit. He actually has a stage four colon cancer, &amp;amp; I really am devastated about it. Although he's ill, I'm just glad he could still have the energy like a normal adult &amp;amp; I think he can actually recover amidst the severity of his illness. Hope you guys would pray for him as well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;We had a good time at his house. But my attention was mostly fixed on the election news... but still I had a good time. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I'm back for good! Just wait for my May banner which is coming up soon! I'll try to update you guys more, okay? I miss everyone! God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good times, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-6444346921096926697?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6444346921096926697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6444346921096926697&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6444346921096926697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6444346921096926697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/voting-visiting.html' title='Voting &amp; Visiting'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S-hKYcn9xNI/AAAAAAAAASM/gByv_xFFIws/s72-c/supreme7b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-8657248074033185002</id><published>2010-05-03T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:51:13.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>LJ Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S95VlKsMxsI/AAAAAAAAASE/YGuLqzJvZvM/s1600/dm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S95VlKsMxsI/AAAAAAAAASE/YGuLqzJvZvM/s320/dm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Douglas even told us that he shall be returning... LJ is doing the same. He's taking a short little LJ break in the blogging business. Promise! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will be back soon, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-8657248074033185002?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/8657248074033185002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=8657248074033185002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8657248074033185002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8657248074033185002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/05/lj-break.html' title='LJ Break'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S95VlKsMxsI/AAAAAAAAASE/YGuLqzJvZvM/s72-c/dm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7141941070404311151</id><published>2010-04-29T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T14:49:17.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Walking on Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I'm actually tired of apologizing for not updating my blog everytime I make a post. So I posted some of my new songs like I promised. *Smiles*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S9klRyyBwPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/X4hT87dswuw/s1600/turtle-1_69.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S9klRyyBwPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/X4hT87dswuw/s320/turtle-1_69.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Anyways, our internet connection actually had a kidney failure or something. We subscribed to another internet company but turns out it's actually slow as a turtle (no offense to turtle-lovers out there though). If ever there will come a day where it'll get running like before, then no more internet-condemnation, I promise.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;However, there are certain things in life that needed to go slow. For me, you don't have to rush life too much to a point that you're beginning to hate it. It's more enjoyable to slow down a bit, becoming a turtle &amp;amp; appreciating life the way it should be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Just like learning how to play a guitar or writing some songs or even enjoying a vacation with your cute little cousins, you create more moments when you ride the waves on a mundane speed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Appreciate life by walking. You'll never know what good things might appear... God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone. More songs &amp;amp; 'blupdates' here in LJ. :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Setting altruism to the third bar, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-7141941070404311151?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7141941070404311151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7141941070404311151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7141941070404311151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7141941070404311151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/04/walking-on-sunshine.html' title='Walking on Sunshine'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S9klRyyBwPI/AAAAAAAAAR8/X4hT87dswuw/s72-c/turtle-1_69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5034532110830050496</id><published>2010-04-29T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:57:32.467+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>204th Song- Love Stays Right Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love Stays Right Here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn’t believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s another year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some friends leave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; others are here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emotions were leased&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Put out all my tears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Secrets are found&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To answer to your doubts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Started a life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Follow what’s right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Put up a wall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Started to fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Problems at peek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brought down to my knees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Respect was redeemed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Changes appear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But my love stays right here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made to fight my fears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Designed to bring me near&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To you, I submit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gained some of my strength&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Weakness amends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Promises break&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Changed our faith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Decisions are made&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time cannot wait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Impairments of grace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfections erased&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn’t believe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s another year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You bid your goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn’t ask why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goals are achieved&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tried harder to live&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still exist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I’m going to sing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 3X)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love stays right here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love stays right here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love stays right here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love stays right here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My love still remains unchanged&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5034532110830050496?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5034532110830050496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5034532110830050496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5034532110830050496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5034532110830050496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/04/204th-song-love-stays-right-here.html' title='204th Song- Love Stays Right Here'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2906509868425599565</id><published>2010-04-29T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:54:26.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>203rd Song- Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Runner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Memories may fade away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I am saving all the things that you would say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause this time will never stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So let’s pretend everything remains&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like that day when I first saw your face&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or the time you said your love won’t fade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When we grow up &amp;amp; act like we’re adults&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know our love together has no faults&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe we’ll stay in love forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or say the word goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At least it’s worth a try&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But honestly, I’m betting on my future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We’ll have to stick together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ll always be my runner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re always first on the line&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Though you don’t know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m on your control&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I’m not complaining cause it’s why I’m born&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recently, I wished you’d talked to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That our love is more than complex but it’s real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You cast away the storm &amp;amp; brought the sun&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like I’m living in the dark but now I’m found&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like the waves, you hit me in the heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ll cross the seas to make this feeling won’t stop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can’t predict the future, I’m afraid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just tell me you’ll be there &amp;amp; that you’ll never fade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But it’s alright when things don’t go my way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe next time I’ll hit the target when I play&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe we’ll stay in love but suffer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The rumors spread like thunder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At least I’m on your side&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lately, I wish this love would linger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Together fire &amp;amp; water&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There’s this you’d conquer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know you’re first on the line&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-2906509868425599565?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2906509868425599565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2906509868425599565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2906509868425599565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2906509868425599565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/04/203rd-song-runner.html' title='203rd Song- Runner'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-6484957504584931291</id><published>2010-04-29T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:48:07.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>202nd- Made For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made For You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re the only water&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To remove this fire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re the only sunlight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That surpassed my night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I can’t believe that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That you have loved me back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your résumé seems good &amp;amp; I’m eyeing you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; in this group of people, there was only me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m considered special &amp;amp; the lazy bee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still I can’t believe that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You still love me for that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re résumé seems good &amp;amp; I’m eyeing you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause you’re the only one who’s fitted for this job&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m the one who needs control&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; amidst these people, you have picked a person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That is mentally unstable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m made just for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m made just for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made just for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m probably the worst fighter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who can take you down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you’ll be my buffer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I have to suffer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Still I can’t believe that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That you have loved me back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re the only one who stays when they turn their backs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m made just for you (Repeat 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m the wanted criminal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m so predictable&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m the worst type of person&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I’m thankful that you are here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be my eyes &amp;amp; ears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can’t you see I’m made for you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m made for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m made for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Made for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-6484957504584931291?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6484957504584931291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6484957504584931291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6484957504584931291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6484957504584931291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/04/202nd-made-for-you.html' title='202nd- Made For You'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5808850988694734627</id><published>2010-04-29T13:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T13:42:48.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>201st Song- What About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What About Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I get that you’re busy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No need for you to say you’re sorry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even I can’t control time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that you love me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; baby I know that you are worried&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So please don’t you vent this out on me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(But)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about our plans?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about your promise?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about the time?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am I expecting for nothing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; what about out love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about our story?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about our faith, our space, our dates?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why can’t you see?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What about me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that I’m needy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You don’t prioritize me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes I couldn’t take it anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I should be demanding&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you always laugh &amp;amp; ignore me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like you do not take me seriously&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(So)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know you’re sad that you’re not here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You ain’t beside me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only reason I’m complaining&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is that you’re enjoying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While I’m not around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5808850988694734627?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5808850988694734627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5808850988694734627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5808850988694734627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5808850988694734627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/04/201st-song-what-about-me.html' title='201st Song- What About Me'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5528686439552353975</id><published>2010-04-11T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T18:22:36.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Maturity 102</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;View &lt;a href="http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/maturity-101.html"&gt;Maturity 101&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I've always been asking myself whenever I think about the big &amp;amp; little things I've done in my life; was it always a mature thing to do or to decide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Maturity, for me, is something I've incorporated with one's physique; if you turn thirteen &amp;amp; you notice some body changes in you, that's where you become mature. Of course, handling big responsibilities &amp;amp; appropriate conversations make you one too, but you suddenly think these are all in one area of your life only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So how would one become wholly mature?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S8G_OPDdhsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iBomrOIYgxM/s1600/Maturity____by_KyokoAkamaru19.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S8G_OPDdhsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iBomrOIYgxM/s320/Maturity____by_KyokoAkamaru19.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I've recently been praying to God that He would help me become mature. Not just in one part of my life, but to all the factors that contribute to my holistic being. It's not that I don't like being childish, I just wanted to act &amp;amp; look the best that I can considering I'm already becoming an adult. &amp;amp; becoming one requires sticking to the best decisions for your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;An example I really want to point out is when Noynoy Aquino spent some time to himself to decide on whether to run for president in our country or not. Almost all the people who are close to him influenced him, &amp;amp; being president is a big, big responsibility that really requires a lot of thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;My point is, maturity requires time. In every big &amp;amp; little decisions you got to face, if you're mature you need not to rush time. Of course there will always be bad decisions (which is why I made this blog post), but if you're mature enough, accepting defeat &amp;amp; fixing the problem would earn you maturity points, even when people think you're childish enough to make a bad decision in the first place. Don't fret cause you're the only critic of your own life anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Holding your silence, even when people might accuse you to their meanest gossips &amp;amp; tribulation, is something that, for me, makes you a mature person. I think it's the best way to shut those judgmental people's mouth, showing that you're not even slightly affected to the accusations you were not a part of. You know what they say, silence is golden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We're not really perfect people, &amp;amp; sometimes life requires you to go through hell just to learn something. It doesn't mean that when you grow old, you become mature. There's a difference. I know I will always think about or do childish things, even when you know &amp;amp; believe that even just for a little you're mature in all aspects of your life. Whoever said we're not childish in nature in the first place anyways?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Good times, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5528686439552353975?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5528686439552353975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5528686439552353975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5528686439552353975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5528686439552353975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/04/maturity-101.html' title='Maturity 102'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S8G_OPDdhsI/AAAAAAAAAR0/iBomrOIYgxM/s72-c/Maturity____by_KyokoAkamaru19.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-9145012264559260800</id><published>2010-04-07T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:01:13.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Light. Life. Lefty's.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It's already April &amp;amp; I haven't been in the cyber space lately. I seriously have to make up to you guys whom I have abandoned for almost three months now, specifically since the start of this year. Anyways, the fourth month has just arrived &amp;amp; boy do I have a lot to talk about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;To start off, I wanna apologize to everyone for being M.I.A. in the blogging business. It's just that we're still having problems with the connection thingy &amp;amp; my family are starting to plan on changing the internet- whatever works, I guess. I've also decided to surf the net less than before &amp;amp; focus on my old &amp;amp; new activities like writing &amp;amp; playing the guitar (which is challenging, by the way). It's pretty awesome when you know you had a productive day before you sleep, it sucks though cause I still have my insomnia to deal with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;March was unbelievably great; it was actually those days where I get to finish my requirements for school just before graduation that made this month excellent. Even though I lost some healthy weight because of the exhausting errands I'm dealing with (like my transcript or records, my PRC cases, etc.), having to complete them &amp;amp; fighting those delays are worth it. Plus I know I'm going to add more weight soon lol. I also spent some time with old friends namely Weegy, Juanton, Paks Mark, &amp;amp; Shirl, &amp;amp; had a lot of crazy moments with my AU friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S7xlfPyT19I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q56pO53Pxoc/s1600/IMG_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S7xlfPyT19I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q56pO53Pxoc/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;The end of March &amp;amp; the start of April was also something I am proud to brag about, cause I completely renewed my faith to God in my first 'Alay Lakad' from my house to Antipolo. Thanks to my old friends, we enjoyed stopping by every station until we reached the Antipolo church. Then we had dinner &amp;amp; a lot of midnight snacks in going back. It was extremely exhausting, but I was reminded of the sacrifices our loving Jesus Christ did just for us. &amp;amp; so I figured to continue the Holy Week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I'm not a Catholic, but I don't really stick to one religion as well. I'm fond of being a born again Christian, but I like to think I am part of all the religions that only have my God to worship for. I don't discriminate other churches just because their traditions is different from what I usually experience, &amp;amp; I really appreciate the fact that I'm welcome in every house of God.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It was an Altruistic April for me; having to experience 'Alay Lakad', 'Siete Palabras', Black Saturday Mass (I'm not really sure about what they call it, but it was something like lighting of the fire &amp;amp; water...), &amp;amp; Salubong, it made me realize just how much I have to change myself &amp;amp; be more mature while growing in the presence of God. Completing the Holy Week was a rewarding experience for me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S7xkSY7ivvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PzDFJN6LPvQ/s1600/DSC01972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S7xkSY7ivvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PzDFJN6LPvQ/s320/DSC01972.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Congratulations to my batchmates because we have graduated (by the way lol). We had our clinical graduation on the 5th of April in Manila Hotel &amp;amp; it was really a momentous &amp;amp; joyful moment for all of us. I never expected to finish my BSN this year, especially when I think about those times when I really wanted to stop because of the hindrances &amp;amp; bleak hope I was having back then. But now, I found myself walking with my Aunt Jane, just before my little brother had escorted my mom in the red carpet of the vicinity. We were both there, singing our graduation song, cheering &amp;amp; applausing on the clinical instructors &amp;amp; teachers who have shaped me up &amp;amp; encouraged me to study during my stay in Arellano, &amp;amp; at the same time on the medalists who really deserved to go up the stage &amp;amp; redeem their rightful places. I actually was late to realize that another chapter of my life was finished &amp;amp; I'm starting over another again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, congratulations to all the graduates out there. You guys deserved my cyber bow, applause, cheers &amp;amp; hugs. There was never really an ending to life, but there will always be sweet colossal beginnings. More new songs (I promise) &amp;amp; new stories up ahead! God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starting on another journey... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aldrinne Leyva, BSN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-9145012264559260800?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/9145012264559260800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=9145012264559260800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/9145012264559260800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/9145012264559260800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/04/light-life-leftys.html' title='Light. Life. Lefty&apos;s.'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S7xlfPyT19I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Q56pO53Pxoc/s72-c/IMG_0012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-817093463707339895</id><published>2010-03-08T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T11:45:52.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Maladaptive March</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's been&amp;nbsp;over a month since I last posted something really mundane for you guys to read. The truth is, it's been a stressful February for me up until now, especially that I'm juggling all the school requirements for the upcoming graduation (Yes! I'm finally graduating) that will be happening next month. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Anyways, enough complaining. I still have a million things for me to be thankful for; I'm still intact with reality, that's for sure. &amp;amp; I have minimized my time with my ol' laptop ever since we broke our internet box thingy &amp;amp; the fixers haven't been dropping by our house to fix it- a good outcome from a bad incident. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;It's a good thing I'm finished with our NCM &amp;amp; almost with our Audit. It's just that I have to find... or create more time for me to study for our upcoming preboards (or mock boards) on Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday. It's actually twenty percent of our Audit grade &amp;amp; it measures whether you're fit to take the July national local examinations so wish me luck on that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;The new header, or should I say, skyscraper for the month of March- March of the Lefty's! I'm kinda going for a cartoon effect on this year's set of skyscrapers. Just reliving my childhood creativity, that's all lol.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Anyhow, I just posted three new songs I made last November (I'm really late with the song updates, huh?) &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;I should get going now. Still ain't sure if I still have classes on my Asian Civilization (sheesh). It's not really a maladaptive month for me but, who ever said I wasn't maladaptive in the first place? ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maladaptive love to you, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-817093463707339895?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/817093463707339895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=817093463707339895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/817093463707339895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/817093463707339895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/03/maladaptive-march.html' title='Maladaptive March'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S5Ryiu5nW5I/AAAAAAAAAQs/phkNPSM7sIE/s72-c/cat-dog-love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-3549929957741389344</id><published>2010-03-08T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:30:28.664+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>200th Song- One With Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One With Dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody gets on with their feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try to conquer their fears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They will stick to their peers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be one with their dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat 2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, I couldn’t really see your point here?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You said you wanna live happily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe you lack the push of life anymore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anymore, anymore oh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In every goal, there’s a problem for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every achievement, you should always be true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is difficult, but then again it’s your choice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby, sometimes you have to give up something&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To balance all the good &amp;amp; the bad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe, try to instigate from your past&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From you past&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In every goal, there will be obstacles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t play with fire, if you ain’t sure of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is difficult, but then again it’s up to you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(It’s up to you)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If your life is on the line&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Change what’s not making you fine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now be sure if you’re inclined&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never wait for time to fly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody gets on with their feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try to conquer these fears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat 3x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everybody gets on with their feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you one with dreams?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you one with your dreams?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-3549929957741389344?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/3549929957741389344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=3549929957741389344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3549929957741389344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3549929957741389344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/03/200th-song-one-with-dreams.html' title='200th Song- One With Dreams'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5654328886557687005</id><published>2010-03-08T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:29:08.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>199th Song- Gibbous Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gibbous Moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please close your eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ll sing you a lullaby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take a picture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of you sleeping on my shoulders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carry your weight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; everything built in your faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our love has bloom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like a big gibbous moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Big gibbous moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like a big gibbous moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a quarter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before it goes full&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ll take you to my home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; we can plan our future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mystery waits but then again I got my faith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause our love has bloom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like a big gibbous moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forming the love at the wolf’s marked howl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Striving enough to find the sound&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light on my way, Promise to stay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We love to fail &amp;amp; we fail too soon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause our love has bloom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like a big gibbous moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad dreams may fade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it will come back to lay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; everything scares me to bleed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the love &amp;amp; all of the hope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I remain strong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just like a big gibbous moon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Open your eyes &amp;amp; see the room&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love’s always there but soon it’s doomed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust with me heart, don’t fall apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We love to fail &amp;amp; we fail to love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause our love has bloom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause our love has bloom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5654328886557687005?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5654328886557687005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5654328886557687005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5654328886557687005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5654328886557687005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/03/199th-song-gibbous-moon.html' title='199th Song- Gibbous Moon'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1917891674432368338</id><published>2010-03-08T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:27:00.892+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>198th Song- The Need To Protect You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Need to Protect You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorry baby, I don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You get so feverish &amp;amp; cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I shouldn’t noticed from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But then I got mesmerized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;By the way you talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You always let me worry-free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But still I ain’t so guilty-free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Please don’t you spoil me too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You wake me up when everything’s over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I blinked for awhile then you’re better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I promised to love you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So please don’t you hide all your fears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The need to protect you is here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I always try to kiss your lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Thought it’s the sole remedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sure enough that I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You complain when you feel (bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But never did you try to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The love that’s always worth a fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Please instill the thought that I always be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorry baby, I don’t know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I couldn’t even take control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But then again it’s just too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;When you hide your reasons to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But then again I’m thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You’re loving me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-1917891674432368338?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1917891674432368338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1917891674432368338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1917891674432368338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1917891674432368338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/03/198th-song-need-to-protect-you.html' title='198th Song- The Need To Protect You'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7536803205828969906</id><published>2010-02-12T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T12:08:00.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Can't Surf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S3TTu55fGOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/G7DDWsZyGBc/s1600-h/Repair-a-Broken-Ethernet-Plug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S3TTu55fGOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/G7DDWsZyGBc/s320/Repair-a-Broken-Ethernet-Plug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neither can I. I'm going to get fixed... I mean, going to get this fixed lol. I promise I'll be back! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hitting the waves soon, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-7536803205828969906?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7536803205828969906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7536803205828969906&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7536803205828969906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7536803205828969906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/02/cant-surf.html' title='Can&apos;t Surf?'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S3TTu55fGOI/AAAAAAAAAPk/G7DDWsZyGBc/s72-c/Repair-a-Broken-Ethernet-Plug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-3398217621623818492</id><published>2010-02-04T15:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:12:23.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>197th Song- Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two twenty two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fighting against the storm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Running beyond&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two million people’s virtue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s two twenty two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m falling for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I can’t believe you do too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life isn’t kind &amp;amp; I can’t be fine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I can’t be by your side&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I always demand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your attention span&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You make me your man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I play my tunes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You sing all my blues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now I feel you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As if I am two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I feel you too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m falling for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(It’s like I am two)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two twenty two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Twenty two minutes past two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s two once again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; you can make better amends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like every morning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You sing me my song &amp;amp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m always distracted by you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You bring me the sun &amp;amp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Erase all the warnings&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now I can feel all the warmth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two twenty two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m falling for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You sing me my blues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two twenty two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I can feel you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I play my tunes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two can be once&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two hearts are beating as one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life is a place&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where we &amp;amp; our love can exist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two is the name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; our love is great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two people now can be one&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-3398217621623818492?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/3398217621623818492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=3398217621623818492&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3398217621623818492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3398217621623818492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/02/197th-song-two.html' title='197th Song- Two'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5837907100864293497</id><published>2010-02-04T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:03:37.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>196th Song- Everyday I Fall For You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Everyday I Fall For You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Everyday I fall for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Listen baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You always leave me restless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Broken hearted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You always have the advantage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So now before you go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I’ll close the doors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; try to let you know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Everyday, it’s all the same&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You kiss my lips&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; play a game&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Still, it’s all so new to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Everyday, I go insane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You give me chills&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I can’t resist&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; everyday I fall for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Conditions are unfair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We keep this thing like an affair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;But then who needs ‘em?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;As long as I got you in here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So please, please&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Don’t you go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I’m here alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Don’t want it anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I keep on falling in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Keep on falling in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Keep on falling in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Keep on falling in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Listen, baby&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I can survive the world with you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;This two photos were taken before the 'networking' incident arrived. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=548742658&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Mitch Martinez&lt;/a&gt;, with her sexy body, has been destined to become my teacher other than my friend; this girl taught me one of the greatest lessons to become successful in life- &amp;nbsp;the value of money. Yes, for almost one &amp;amp; a half year she has inspired me to persevere &amp;amp; work 'legally' for money. To sum it all up, Mitch is an incredible woman with a big heart (not physically) &amp;amp; with a special purpose in life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Thank you Mitchy, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-6421544207601461707?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6421544207601461707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6421544207601461707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6421544207601461707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6421544207601461707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/02/mitchy-mitch.html' title='Mitchy Mitch'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S2k20wZVCMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/hjLKhkzTSDE/s72-c/private_1_38aa1b2bd2f51baf2a615150680b951b3bafb72b86019263923f66cec2772e97l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-417880704888083841</id><published>2010-02-03T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:35:31.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>No-Mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Experience truly is the best teacher. Once you get to decide on doing something, whether good or bad, intentionally or the opposite, it is you're right to learn from it. It's your responsibility, however, to inculcate &amp;amp; make it right.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Humans aren't much used to perfection even when they do think they are. It's not their fault though, because life exists the way it should be to make the world go round. Perfection, though, is more likely associated with mistakes; Mistakes play a major role in to developing our character, which singles out a person from anyone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Mistakes, however, should permanently abode in the person's cognition. When it wronged you before, you know you're less likely to do it again, &amp;amp; that makes you a wiser person.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;When you tend to do it over &amp;amp; over again... &amp;amp; what you're doing is affecting the people who love you other than yourself, then it's just like you're running away from your responsibilities to be better.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Getting angry at the wrong time, at the wrong place, at the wrong person with words that stabs someone's heart is the best experience I had, in a bad way.&amp;nbsp;Even when you did learn something from it, doing it again &amp;amp; again won't bring you good.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Nevertheless, I will&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;try to&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;change.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;No to Mad, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-417880704888083841?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/417880704888083841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=417880704888083841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/417880704888083841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/417880704888083841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-mad.html' title='No-Mad'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S2jRrrFwwyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zeBdgweNJPE/s72-c/all+alone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1994077572657061492</id><published>2010-01-30T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:23:57.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Ninoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I just finished watching &lt;i&gt;Maalaala Mo Kaya&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;tonight; it's all about Ninoy &amp;amp; the late president Cory Aquino's fight for democracy. I had no idea Ninoy had a 40-day hunger strike, &amp;amp; it ignited my Filipino blood. The Filipinos really are worth dying... &amp;amp; living for.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I am Ninoy, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-1994077572657061492?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1994077572657061492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1994077572657061492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1994077572657061492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1994077572657061492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/ninoy.html' title='Ninoy'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S2Q9zXVScMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/g7l4p7pthDY/s72-c/CTC-3511-image3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7878165435810896768</id><published>2010-01-30T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T00:27:39.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Clockstopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It's twelve o'clock in the morning &amp;amp; I have to wake up early for Course Audit... oh well. I don't have a typical sleeping pattern anyway.. lol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Just wanna drop by my blog. It feels so good to have my blogging time despite the busy schedule I have for this last semester. I mean, since we couldn't have time for everything, then we have to MAKE time, right?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S2MLN-6IGbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yl2TVkA6dcQ/s1600-h/124027318_e9d0461673_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S2MLN-6IGbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yl2TVkA6dcQ/s320/124027318_e9d0461673_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm also happy to the fact that I'm almost done fixing all the things that've been piling up in my to-do list. It's pretty funny how I was complaining the other day about the documentation, my STS video project, my paperworks, leadership thingy, transcript of record etcetera, &amp;amp; now it looks like I could really finish this set of assignments on time. Other than those academic requirements, I've also managed to find some time going back to my usual small group &amp;amp; to my church routine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I kinda suck at posting my songs here in my blog. I should've posted all two hundred of 'em last year but I couldn't really force every compositions in one schedule; I need to show one to three songs as my regular song posts just so people could appreciate them. Unlike when you posted twenty songs at once, you guys will never read all of them. Anyways, I'm trying to find a day where I should be posting some of my songs just to update you guys.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, this has been great. I get to talk to you guys through my blog again. God bless &amp;amp; have a happy weekend everyone. Thank you for sticking through LJ for the last three years. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Making time, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-7878165435810896768?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7878165435810896768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7878165435810896768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7878165435810896768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7878165435810896768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-time.html' title='Clockstopper'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S2MLN-6IGbI/AAAAAAAAAOU/yl2TVkA6dcQ/s72-c/124027318_e9d0461673_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7084248396355537186</id><published>2010-01-25T02:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T06:21:52.061+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Hey there Eyes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;You have been seeing different kinds of stuff lately, stuff that proved that life can be serene despite its dreadful diabolical difficulty. You have seen the nature of positivity in a negative situation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You have been searching for a nature-studded environment, where you can breathe easily without frustrations &amp;amp; allergies are just a thing of the past. You have seen imagination &amp;amp; creativity capturing the &amp;nbsp;imagery of your surroundings, whether it looks the opposite.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You have been glancing to those people next to you; these people who are laughing in spite of the calamities they're going through, these people who are sacrificing themselves just to paved way for other's interests &amp;amp; desires, these people who have been silent when it comes to their hopes &amp;amp; dreams, &amp;amp; these people who are trying to stand up after a very bad fall. It makes you happy, that everytime you look at them, you see peace amidst the storm &amp;amp; love amidst the hatred.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You have been looking beyond what is being neglected, &amp;amp; that is the beauty of the world. It's very difficult to look past those wars, destructions, murders, felonies, &amp;amp; torts. However, it's fascinating how your vision, how physiologically limited it may be, can see beyond the walls of torture &amp;amp; sadness... &amp;amp; into a utopia of complete &amp;amp; utter happiness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Behind these hazel eyes, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Waves of tribulation... in the form of paper,&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-9151229759346363904?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/9151229759346363904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=9151229759346363904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/9151229759346363904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/9151229759346363904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-paperworks.html' title='More Paperworks'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S1f_VGEPRhI/AAAAAAAAAOE/S5M5mLPy9WM/s72-c/documentation-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-4815054145840372805</id><published>2010-01-21T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T14:53:03.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>About Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hey everyone! Sorry for the late blog updates; Recently I've been so busy juggling almost all the requirements needed since the first week of January. I couldn't really find the time to make a suitable blog post until now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So other than the successful outcome of our seminar, which solely became a precursor for the other section's seminar activities. It's amazing how the people in our class reunited &amp;amp; settled their indifference to make the seminar more creative, &amp;amp; in the end almost everyone became friends with each other.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Believe me when I say when I love our course audit- the reviews &amp;amp; lectures are amazing, but what I really hate is the fact that I've been reclustered to another branch of our school which is so far from my house. I mean, what's the point of enrolling in AU Pasig if you'll end up in Legarda?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;All in all, I'm still doing great amidst the roller coaster of problems I've been riding in. Wish me luck on the weeks to come you guys! Songs will be posted this week! God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It's about time I made a blog post again, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Oh flux. I just completed my second decade of life. Here goes my 20's... Thank you for the birthday greeting you guys! God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone! I promise- more blog post after this last busy week! Good times.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I told you before (or kinda pointed it out), happiness is not just an emotion, it's also a decision. You don't have to be caught up in the rain throughout the whole day- even rain doesn't last for long. Even when the world is revolving in tribulations, at the end of the day... it's really okay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Smile now, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-1265117625014220298?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1265117625014220298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1265117625014220298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1265117625014220298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1265117625014220298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-okay.html' title='It&apos;s Okay'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0_ZtzSdC1I/AAAAAAAAANE/eXOkKSGEEoE/s72-c/3786445836_6706bbaa74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5074476992207954062</id><published>2010-01-14T08:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T08:20:26.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Paternal Decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Three or four months ago I emailed my dad telling him all sorts of things that he needed to hear even just for once. It's not exactly the type of email people usually sent to their loved ones- more likely the type of a threatening email.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Yes, I cursed him. For the first time in my life, I cursed my father through email.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I know it's bad &amp;amp; it's purely evil, insensitive &amp;amp; selfish in my part. Believe me, I myself am guilty of pulling off a stunt like that. He's still my biological father who somehow gave me life, was there in my childhood years, &amp;amp; sacrificed his youth just to be an early father. No matter how I put it, I'm still his son, &amp;amp; I understand that I have no right to curse my parents even when they're wrong.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;When I think about it, it's like I haven't gone to elementary or even nursery &amp;amp; prep because of the things I told him. I learned respect a long time ago &amp;amp; I should've been applying it as well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;However, sometimes there are instances where you blow up &amp;amp; have to find somebody or something to lease it to. True, displacement is an immature form of defense mechanism, but people tend to find the fastest way to show their emotions, &amp;amp; that night, when I saw my mom being tortured with grief (not because of their relationship, but because of how she's having a difficult time managing us three kids alone), I felt hatred &amp;amp; angst towards my father, &amp;amp; the nearest thing I could possibly use for my father to know that I'm angry at him was in front of me- my laptop.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I've constantly emailed my dad, begging him to help my mom out through financial support. It's pretty stupid of me to wait for his replies cause I'm not getting any of them, even for one bit last year. Maybe my father couldn't have the guts to make a reply since he already had two kids to take care for. I figured he's not getting my emails until the recent incident, but I haven't given up on our last form of communication.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It must've been difficult for my father to make a reply &amp;amp; explain how he's having a hard time to support us financially, but in my opinion, it's better to let your kids know how you have been doing &amp;amp; apologize cause you couldn't constantly support them than ignore their emails. I mean, what's the point of ignoring your kids when they know you left them for another family? He's got nothing to lose, actually, cause I'm pretty much used to him making decisions that only benefits him &amp;amp; not his 'original' family.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I told my mom about how my father told my grandma about my hate email, &amp;amp; she honestly couldn't blame me at all. I told her I should stop judging him, but she explained to me that I'm not being judgmental... I'm just being honest- there's a difference. Being judgmental is more like defining a person you don't really know, but when you really know him anyway, even when you already gave him many chances or a lot of benefit of the doubt, that's not being judgmental at all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It's kinda too late to give my father a piece of my advice, but I'll say it anyway...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;There are many different kinds of decisions in life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Some are big &amp;amp; some are small&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Decisions are like promises- not to be broken&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;They're not like computers- with an undo button&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5074476992207954062?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5074476992207954062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5074476992207954062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5074476992207954062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5074476992207954062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/paternal-decisions.html' title='Paternal Decisions'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S05gxckwX4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/5LGHSiqfOcI/s72-c/wtf_big_time-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-3849679622425450411</id><published>2010-01-12T18:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:34:55.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Write Up... Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It's annoying when people would ask for a favor &amp;amp; wouldn't appreciate you after you give it to them. Argh, I didn't even want to help this person considering my busy schedule last week but I still made it, &amp;amp; now he ignores my text &amp;amp; FB messages. Argh!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So this year all of my friends both from Arellano &amp;amp; GCIC will be graduating, including me. Obviously, year book pictures are in the rage today, even though I don't feel AU is making our year book now. Nevertheless, my GCIC friends, of course, have been requesting write ups for their year book.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It a-okay in my part since this is just a little something I could do just to be part of the year book, &amp;amp; it's actually my own way of showing my appreciation for being able to tolerate a friend like me lol. It may take a little of patience in their part though, cause I'm really... what do you say... obsessive compulsive when it comes to making write ups- a little thing I learned ever since I read my crappy high school write ups exactly four years ago.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Believe it or not, I actually wanted to do those write ups myself. I did a couple of write ups, relaying it either through paper, text messages, email &amp;amp; FB messages. One of these people is an old friend of mine- he asked me if I could make him a write up &amp;amp; it was the time when I was doing my seminar activities (Oh I remember my seminar... no sleep for almost two days!). I still agreed but I told him to wait for it on Saturday. I noticed how he 'commanded' me to make him one &amp;amp; to make it wonderful, but I didn't mind since it's the New Year seasons &amp;amp; I'm tired of arguing already.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Two or three days later, I asked him on his Facebook wall if he received it, no answer. I then went to school for the whole day &amp;amp; when I got back, still no reply. To my surprise, he even posted a new shoutout on his wall... &amp;amp; I thought why is he ignoring me. I even sent him a private message &amp;amp; still, no reply. That made me furious!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I couldn't comprehend how someone would ask... more like command to make him a write up &amp;amp; would completely ignore it. Dang it! I made a really big effort in making something like that. A piece of advice to you kids out there- a thank you note would go a long, long way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Learning to say 'NO', &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;There will always be a happy ending in this story... I just know it. &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-6315730508724493679?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6315730508724493679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6315730508724493679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6315730508724493679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6315730508724493679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-ending.html' title='Happy Ending'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0tCyMY9HGI/AAAAAAAAAMU/B4TEiMV1NWc/s72-c/light-at-end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2708489499457483508</id><published>2010-01-11T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:50:12.786+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Another Dead End</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I've been asking myself a lot lately about how many people, especially even families &amp;amp; friends, could actually have the guts to enter one's personal life &amp;amp; ruin it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Just to be clear, friends can share almost everything, but there's a limit to it. There are boundaries to any life's stories &amp;amp; events, &amp;amp; sometimes there are things that you &amp;amp; God should only know about. That's why it's called 'personal' in the first place.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;This week I realized that not only the people are designed to focus on your negativities, even friends can somehow wanted to be entertained by the things you keep to yourself &amp;amp; not look on the positive things of life. All I'm saying is that it hurts that they don't compliment or appreciate the good things that you did for them, but they focus more on the things that fill up their curios minds.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The least they can do is to shut up but they can't do it, &amp;amp; when you confront them they'll tell you that they'll protect you. What's there to protect, anyway? Did they protect me when I went through a lot of hell-like situations last year? They weren't there &amp;amp; all they could is to blab about the words 'everything's gonna be alright.'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Surrounded by intoxications, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-2708489499457483508?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2708489499457483508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2708489499457483508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2708489499457483508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2708489499457483508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-dead-end.html' title='Another Dead End'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0rX_86BcII/AAAAAAAAAKk/OSll2cjwHo4/s72-c/frienemies_1227892694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-8635670881826815026</id><published>2010-01-11T15:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:23:28.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>195th Song- Go On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Go On&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Go on, anticipate the day I’ll walk away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Go on, tell me ‘gain why I’ll leave you someday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; everytime I think about&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;All the lines you’re speaking out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I told you, I will love you so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You don’t believe me anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Go on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now you tell me I have changed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Go on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s as if your efforts are that great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Go on, go on, go on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Come on, why you question if I’m satisfied?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Come on, why’d I have to coexist with lies?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; all the time I feel the signs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s like I couldn’t cross this line&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; enter in your world before&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Don’t you love me anymore?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You’re always asking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Was this the right thing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Then if I ask you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You’d change the topic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You’re always acting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Like I don’t notice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Are you committed?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Cause I’m not quitting&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 3x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Anticipate the day I’ll walk away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Tell me ‘gain the reasons I won’t stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-8635670881826815026?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/8635670881826815026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=8635670881826815026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8635670881826815026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8635670881826815026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/195th-song-go-on.html' title='195th Song- Go On'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-8080797400541574137</id><published>2010-01-11T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:21:13.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>194th Song- Don't Know You Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Don’t Know You Anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Are you falling in love out of pity?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Are you falling in love just because you want me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;But you don’t need me &amp;amp; you can’t see me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;So now are you happy, happily hurting me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Your love was the only excuse, for me to trust you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; if I ask you about your world, you get so confused&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I only want to know you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;This is about our failure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;So now are you doubting?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Doubtingly loving me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it’s so easy, it’s so easy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;For you to make up through the storm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; am I worthy? Am I worthy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;To see the old person in you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now we’re crying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s like I don’t you anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s like I don’t you anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You always negate, negate all my worries&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Do you ever know why I love you so badly?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I just wanna know you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; everything ‘bout you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;So please don’t ignore me, ignorantly loving me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s like I don’t know you anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s like I don’t know you anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-8080797400541574137?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/8080797400541574137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=8080797400541574137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8080797400541574137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8080797400541574137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/194th-song-dont-know-you-anymore.html' title='194th Song- Don&apos;t Know You Anymore'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7472348015758397210</id><published>2010-01-11T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:19:58.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>193rd Song- Pointless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Pointless&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;All through my life I’ve faced the dark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;No one beside me, when I fall apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;So I tried to focus on my senselessness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Tried to believe in my own competence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Saw you the moment I can’t comprehend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Time had stood still, but I built up a fence&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now I was stuck in a pedestal where&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I feel too late to you who was then there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;But then you never turn your back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;When I was suffering&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Now I tried to close my eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I was surprised&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You were holding me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;When you are here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s as if I’m just like in a dream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now I just realized everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It all seems so pointless to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I set a fire when you were gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I ‘lone faced the music until I moved on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;But when I was burning, feeling all the flames&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You have clenched my hand, remained as my friend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I seek all the valleys so I’d understand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;What are the meanings of your kind amends?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You were unsure of my own demands&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;But you have a pure heart, I’m thankful for that&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I felt all your pain when you shouldered my world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I gave you my threshold &amp;amp; things I’ve to control&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I’m less of a fighter, but you made me strong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now with you, I can conquer the world&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I realized&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You’re only for me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; everything that’s not for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; everyone except for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Seem so pointless to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-7472348015758397210?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7472348015758397210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7472348015758397210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7472348015758397210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7472348015758397210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/193rd-song-pointless.html' title='193rd Song- Pointless'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5766419863738310755</id><published>2010-01-11T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:18:25.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>192nd Song- Cheated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Cheated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Called me Justin on the phone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;On our date, you named me Paul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You then said ‘I love you Mark’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;After that, you called me John&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Weeks then followed, ‘gain no show&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Phoned you but no dial tone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I think you’ve just forgotten me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; the rest of us who feels&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Cheated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My name ain’t Ryan, Shane or James&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Cheated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Am I just one of your collections?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Cheated Can you just separate our love from your game&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My name ain’t cheated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You appeared like what you did&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;In Dave’s story ‘bout a cheat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Said ‘I’m sorry, forgive me Ben’&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I did what Eric did then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If you love someone, you don’t know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;She was playing my heart like Ron’s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Like how Den, Jed &amp;amp; Ian said&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;She would never ever change&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Yes I’m)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Poor old me, it felt so real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Like what Bill &amp;amp; Henry feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So now I stand infront of you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Will you do the same to me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Guess I’m&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 3x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;My name ain’t Erwin, Kevin or Sam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My name ain’t Christopher or Ram&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;My name ain’t Richard, George, or Jim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;My name ain’t Yuan, Drew or Tim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Fades away)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5766419863738310755?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5766419863738310755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5766419863738310755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5766419863738310755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5766419863738310755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/192nd-song-cheated.html' title='192nd Song- Cheated'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7393541605812021488</id><published>2010-01-10T07:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T07:13:57.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Successions</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It's been almost a month since I told myself not to be stuck with any problems &amp;amp; misconceptions anymore, especially that it's the Christmas season, the new year is coming &amp;amp; the seminar date is fast approaching. Every emotion had to be put away, &amp;amp; although I have gained temporary emotional stability, it still didn't stop me to go crying every night.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0kNihPTMmI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7Bdq1OkDKIQ/s1600-h/DSC00446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0kNihPTMmI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7Bdq1OkDKIQ/s320/DSC00446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's just something I have to do to lease out the different &amp;amp; mixed feelings that I have from the seminar &amp;amp; all the problems I'm trying to juggle with. I was in a state of not trying to break down since a lot of people depend on me, plus I sank myself to every possible work I could get like being the master of the ceremony in our seminar, becoming part of the technical team, registration &amp;amp; invitations team, &amp;amp; the food committee, &amp;amp; I was originally part of the documentation team!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;My highschool friend Karen also helped me a lot- encouraging me up in her abode, listening to all my complaints &amp;amp; troubles, &amp;amp; told me to remain silent from all these things. But last night was different, cause I had to defend myself since people are being affected, &amp;amp; I couldn't just shrug it off easily.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It was rather a relief in my part, since there are still people who protect me inspite of all those things, but I'm not a kid anymore &amp;amp; I don't need protection from... nobody. Just wanna say thanks to those people who made me think that this is going nowhere.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Congratulations to my classmates for being able to pull of the seminar. I just wish I can take the pressure of our Audit Midterms today. Sigh...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Blunders again, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-7393541605812021488?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7393541605812021488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7393541605812021488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7393541605812021488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7393541605812021488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/successions.html' title='Successions'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0kNihPTMmI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7Bdq1OkDKIQ/s72-c/DSC00446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-6362992999519203771</id><published>2010-01-03T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:00:38.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>New Year's Recollections, Retributions &amp; Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Just to formally say my farewell to 2009, I have thought about a list of what I have learned from last year's drama. It was a roller coaster ride of a journey, &amp;amp; I'm certain I'll be sticking to the moral lessons I have inculcated from that experience.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0A9tzfsmuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IZ6Ahvt30Iw/s1600-h/new-year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0A9tzfsmuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IZ6Ahvt30Iw/s320/new-year.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;First off, I learned how to avoid unnecessary, daring &amp;amp; completely stupid stunts that can ruin &amp;amp; destroy my character &amp;amp; dignity just for the sake of fun &amp;amp; 'being cool'. Yeah, I'm talking about the Youtube videos that got me in big trouble. Maybe because of that, I even had the trauma to make a video for our seminar presentation &amp;amp; my STS project! Just to be clear to everyone, I'm still having second thoughts about future Youtube video exposure, but one thing is clear, I'm not gonna be doing that again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Another thing I learned from last year is to not associate money from friendship. It's a common fact that business &amp;amp; pleasure doesn't go well with each other. It's not really pleasure though, but friends aren't likely to be future business partners too. They are there during your happy &amp;amp; sad times, but they couldn't really support you financially either. For me, friendship is always at risk once you get 'down to business', &amp;amp; sometimes you could lose both- exactly like what happened to me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I've always used to keep my feet on the ground, but then again I sometimes think of myself as important or better than other people. It's not that I never learned how to be humble, it's just that there are times when you have to inspire others to be like you. But last year I just went overboard, maybe because I had to (especially in the networking business). If you ask me, I won't be needing appreciation from everyone else, but to those people who know me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I usually tend to promise something just to end a conversation or a quarrel whatsoever, but in the end it always results to me breaking them. I over-promise &amp;amp; destroy their trust, &amp;amp; last year was like a whole lot of promising &amp;amp; breaking. It's actually in my character to act before I think again, so this time I'm gonna make sure that I'll think first before I say or do anything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Maybe it looks like I'm negating myself, but I'm just pointing out all the bad personality I need so that I could really turn into a respectable &amp;amp; good person. This year it's all about focusing on my studies, having time to myself &amp;amp; to all my TRUEST love ones &amp;amp; friends (who never backstab me nor leave me), graduating &amp;amp; passing the local boards, acquiring three hundred compositions or more, maintaining my physical fitness &amp;amp; making sure that I think before I do anything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I learned a lot last year, hopefully I won't be making the same mistakes again... I'm sure enough that I won't be making them again! &amp;amp; I wish I could make use of these life lessons to avoid any further tribulation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I'm gonna be preparing for the start of school &amp;amp; my orientation in Philippine Orthopedic Center tomorrow. More songs coming up this week, I promise! God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone! Have a happy back-to-school week! Cheers to 2010!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Goodbye '09 &amp;amp; Hello '10, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-6362992999519203771?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6362992999519203771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6362992999519203771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6362992999519203771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6362992999519203771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-recollections-retributions.html' title='New Year&apos;s Recollections, Retributions &amp; Resolutions'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0A9tzfsmuI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IZ6Ahvt30Iw/s72-c/new-year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-6780817020943960765</id><published>2009-12-31T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:53:08.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>From '09 To '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;This morning, I received a text message from my high school friend of mine- 'If you could undo a day that happened this year, would you want to spend that day the way you did it again or would you do it differently?'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SzxXKz_p3pI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WKpBCVvFfZM/s1600-h/world-burning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SzxXKz_p3pI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WKpBCVvFfZM/s320/world-burning.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It's not really the type of New Year greeting I would have expected to receive (lol), but the question actually hit me... a lot. What day could've possibly made everything right? What day should I've spent differently?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Although I did start this year with wonderful &amp;amp; life changing expectations, there will always be a way God will show me to prevent me from falling off my course. I've always been thankful for God's decisions for my life &amp;amp; I really love Him for setting up my path that I should take.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;This year, however, was very different. This year, the things that I never imagined happening to me did happen. This year, I've lost almost everything that I value. This year, it was seriously a hell of a coaster ride. Trifles can cause so much tribulation, &amp;amp; my life became a ticking bomb.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I could've undo my actions from... (insert the words Youtube, transferring schools, networking, losing some trust, losing my dignity, losing friends, losing everything... just plain everything)...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;But then again, without these events I could've turned into someone more selfish, more arrogant, more black-hearted &amp;amp; more self-centered than I have become. It wasn't supposed to go this far, &amp;amp; there are a lot of people that contributed to my actions &amp;amp; character, but in the end I know there's no one else to blame but myself.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Maybe it wasn't the right question for me to answer or it wasn't the right question at all. The question is more like what the type of person I should've turned into if all that events didn't happen to me at all. I was imagining of a monster...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;When I think about it, it seems like I was pretty blessed after all. It's not the usual blessings you get everyday, but I believe these blessings in disguise are designed to bring more happiness, simplicity &amp;amp; contentment in the long run.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Now let me have this virtual toast for everyone who passed through the dark tunnel of life &amp;amp; into the light. Cheers for a more prosperous &amp;amp; brighter New Year! Now it's time for me to write the bad stuff I don't want to happen this year in a piece of paper &amp;amp; burn it- my own yearly-tradition! Thank you God for another fruitful LJ year!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-6780817020943960765?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6780817020943960765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6780817020943960765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6780817020943960765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6780817020943960765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/from-09-to-10.html' title='From &apos;09 To &apos;10'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SzxXKz_p3pI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WKpBCVvFfZM/s72-c/world-burning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7702819023734445368</id><published>2009-12-29T16:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:25:55.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Bye Brittany...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The world mourned on the 20th of December when a news broke out that &lt;a href="http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2009/12/26/2009-12-26_director_brittany_murphy_was_warned_about_husband_simon_monjack_but_did_not_list.html"&gt;Brittany Murphy died due to cardiac arrest at the age of 32&lt;/a&gt;. It was one of the most devastating news this year, since it's Christmas time &amp;amp; everyone seems enjoying the season.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I received the news on that very day when I was surfing my Facebook on my mobile phone &amp;amp; one of my friends posted a shoutout 'R.I.P. Brittany Murphy' &amp;amp; it got my eyes fully dilated cause it wasn't the usual news that you see everyday. I asked her if this was true since I couldn't fathom the fact that she went away. Unfortunately, it was.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It seems like I'm just like one of the regular bloggers who instantly become fans when some famous star passes away. Trust me, I'm not. I couldn't even accept it for days- the reason why I couldn't post a blog about it. However, when I was reflecting on how I have been losing a lot of 'who's' &amp;amp; 'what's' in my life lately, I thought about her.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/Szm_A09gOoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4Wo4uGkPxd4/s1600/brittany-murphy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/Szm_A09gOoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4Wo4uGkPxd4/s320/brittany-murphy.jpg" width="231" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's pretty stupid when I told you guys that Brittany &amp;amp; I were close (It looks stupid in text as well lol). Again I'm not some people who became fans with someone whenever he or she passes away; I show my deep condolences but I don't pretend I'm a fan of Heath Ledger or Michael Jackson etc., although I appreciate their works.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;But Brittany Murphy. Sigh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I became her fan because of the movie Clueless. Yup! One of those flicks that likely started a pop culture about teenage royalty &amp;amp; status quo type of movies. It was one of my favorite flicks of all time &amp;amp; I really like her character there. &amp;amp; it didn't stop there...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I really like 'Uptown Girls' &amp;amp; (I betcha don't know this flick) '&lt;a href="http://static.youku.com/v1.0.0080/v/swf/qplayer.swf?VideoIDS=XNDA2MzEwOTY&amp;amp;embedid=-&amp;amp;showAd=0"&gt;Little Black Notebook&lt;/a&gt;' where she starred in. That movie was very memorable to me because I was inspired to do blogging &amp;amp; find more opportunities in life when she said 'I believe we write our own stories and each time we think we know the end... we don't.' Plus, it's really a good movie, hands down!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Of course, who couldn't forget her role as 'Gloria' in Happy Feet?! Because of her version of 'Somebody to Love', it actually became part of my playlist on my iPod.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;In a way, I actually became close to her. She was like one of those women who can brighten up anyone's day by her smile &amp;amp; her glow. She was like one of the glow-in-the-dark stickers in a dark room, very noticeable.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Life can be very short; sufferings are there but there are more than happiness you could find in it. It's surprising to see someone who has the potential to do more in his or her life pass away. We couldn't blame them, really, for God knows there's a reason for everything that has happened. We couldn't control life or time... &amp;amp; that's sad when you want more from life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;However, the very best we can do is to live a life full of happiness &amp;amp; contentment amidst the sunny or stormy weather. We can live a great life by doing the right thing, appreciating the blessings that you're receiving &amp;amp; try to focus on your goals &amp;amp; to those people who really love &amp;amp; care for you. Don't focus on how much you have been losing, but focus on how much blessings you have been receiving. All in all, when it's time to go, you just know you have lived a great life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Something I just thought during my reflection. Good times! God bless &amp;amp; an advanced Happy New Year to everyone! More songs coming up this week! Until then, may you rest in peace, Brittany. We love you! See you up there!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping, out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-7702819023734445368?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7702819023734445368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7702819023734445368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7702819023734445368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7702819023734445368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/bye-brittany.html' title='Bye Brittany...'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/Szm_A09gOoI/AAAAAAAAAJU/4Wo4uGkPxd4/s72-c/brittany-murphy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-7234198573422067024</id><published>2009-12-27T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T15:57:32.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>191st Song- Past Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;This song should've been my 199th song or something. Since I wrote this song for my friend &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1443192765&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Lota Laggui&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; she's been waiting to see the song I wrote for her, I guess it's time to post this song to show my appreciation for following my blog. Enjoy everyone, especially you Lotacris! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Past Time&lt;br /&gt;
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Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;br /&gt;
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Radio host, play my songs&lt;br /&gt;
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I know that you can feel all my emotions&lt;br /&gt;
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Hold on, why postpone?&lt;br /&gt;
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I couldn’t breathe enough in this pay phone&lt;br /&gt;
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Play faster, I’m crying&lt;br /&gt;
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You know that I’m still walking&lt;br /&gt;
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Still having my moment&lt;br /&gt;
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I cannot break apart here&lt;br /&gt;
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(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;
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Why is my song ain’t playing?&lt;br /&gt;
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I shouldn’t hear your voice explaining&lt;br /&gt;
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I could’ve seen all the signs&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought you gave your heart to me&lt;br /&gt;
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I’ve always been your past time&lt;br /&gt;
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Radio host, fill my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m still in the process of moving on&lt;br /&gt;
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Tear drops, don’t you drop&lt;br /&gt;
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I couldn’t understand what I’m hearing&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;amp; feeling, I’m shaking&lt;br /&gt;
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You get alternative for killing&lt;br /&gt;
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I thought it’s an ending&lt;br /&gt;
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Where everything’s what I’m expecting&lt;br /&gt;
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(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;
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So if you think I’m weak&lt;br /&gt;
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I’m only starting to turn the wheel&lt;br /&gt;
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(I’m turning the wheel)&lt;br /&gt;
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I know that there’s a time&lt;br /&gt;
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Where I collect all what’s mine&lt;br /&gt;
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(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;br /&gt;
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Radio host, please play my song&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-7234198573422067024?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/7234198573422067024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=7234198573422067024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7234198573422067024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/7234198573422067024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/191st-song-past-time.html' title='191st Song- Past Time'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-4706706087933236514</id><published>2009-12-27T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T15:03:13.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Light-Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I woke up this morning in a nonchalant but melancholy atmosphere. There was a period of silence- probably the best time to think &amp;amp; remember. I thought about everything that has happened this year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Trust me, I'm not getting emotional or bitter like a few people you know. It's just my own way of appreciating the glorious moments of greatness &amp;amp; weakness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;However, there are times when God shows His love by giving me the problems, sufferings, blasphemies, &amp;amp; crisis with equal or greater importance to my life &amp;amp; character. Those moments of self-destruction have proven to be helpful in my life, amidst the pain &amp;amp; stress my threshold couldn't endure.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Yes, I learned something out of all of it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If I have to elaborate all of them, it'll be frustrating to me &amp;amp; to all of you readers out there- I mean, do I have to go over all of them again? lol. But seriously though, from that school turmoil, video scandals upto the business blunders, I feel so blessed that I have learned to be a stronger, careful, &amp;amp; wiser person.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Gaining knowledge &amp;amp; experience hasn't really been something that brings a big impact in my life, but when I start reflecting on your life, those things have been the ones that helped me make my everyday decisions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to live.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to move forward &amp;amp; not look back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to finish my studies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to turn the right way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to stay away from what I think is bad.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to be happy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to love.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to take risks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to get hurt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to accept challenges.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to avoid mistakes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to make the most out of life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to anticipate the problems.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to laugh, cry, or get angry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to fight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to remain silent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to be the person who I want to be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to stand up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The decision to make a good decision.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Those moments of greatness &amp;amp; failure, thus, have made me a better person. I'm not perfect, but being imperfect makes me one after all. All these things came this year... this year of light. Peace be with all of us. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-4706706087933236514?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/4706706087933236514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=4706706087933236514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4706706087933236514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4706706087933236514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/light-year.html' title='Light-Year'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S0BBDxNVmGI/AAAAAAAAAKU/y3CT7xxw_h8/s72-c/orion_hst_wfpc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2746890209370871602</id><published>2009-12-25T01:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T01:58:47.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It's two hours after Christmas &amp;amp; I'm still not feeling tired surfing the internet. I couldn't get to send a text message because the network's all messed up, so I'm leasing my anger by doing a productive Christmas blog post! That's virtual sublimation right there! lol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I really enjoyed the annual candlelight ceremony at Cathedral of Praise awhile ago. It was one of the best Christmas presentations that I've ever been in. I really felt the strong presence of God in the church, especially during times of praise &amp;amp; worship.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The world has been used to buying presents for Christmas; it's like a worldwide tradition that Christmas is the time where you expect your loved ones to give you gifts or the other way around. Giving &amp;amp; receiving presents this Christmas became a tradition because it was likely associated to the fact that this day is when God has given the biggest &amp;amp; ultimate gift of all- Jesus Christ.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Jesus Christ is the reason we celebrate Christmas. When He was born, we automatically received salvation &amp;amp; justification. He sacrificed Himself just for us to be saved. I was touched by how the pastor said 'We did not found God, God found us.' That's how much God loves each &amp;amp; everyone of us, &amp;amp; I'm really thankful for receiving the gift.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;After the church, we went to McDonald's &amp;amp; have a little Christmas dinner there. It was the same fast food chain where we had our dinner last Christmas. I also get to hang out with my two cousins Princess &amp;amp; Ruth. It was a blast!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I think I really have to go to bed now so I could wake up early later &amp;amp; celebrate Christmas with my family! God bless, take care, Merry Christmas &amp;amp; a Happy LJ to you everyone! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-2746890209370871602?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2746890209370871602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2746890209370871602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2746890209370871602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2746890209370871602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/ultimate-gift.html' title='The Ultimate Gift'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5350817740054290290</id><published>2009-12-24T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:44:16.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>500th Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;A lot of blessings have been coming over the past few months since the day I decided to get out from everything that're giving me waves of tribulation. I changed schools, promulgated my resignation from my company, focused on my studies more than anything, &amp;amp; remained silent in my new environment- just keep on observing while hiding my past from these people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;However, these accidents have proven to be worthy after all, because it thought me how to keep my feet back on the ground, thought me how to appreciate even the simplest or smallest things life has been giving, thought me how to encourage people than destroy them, thought me how to live simple &amp;amp; serene, &amp;amp; most of all thought me how to love the people who love me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Because of that I stood up again... seriously stood up again &amp;amp; looked forward than turn back. Moving on has never been this good, I presumed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Blessings have also extended through the virtual world- not only did I get to write upto 200 songs, I also get to reach 500 posts before the end of this year. God is a great God indeed, &amp;amp; everything has always been fruitful amidst these problems.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If I still give my appreciation to each &amp;amp; any one of you, it would be so cliche already lol, so I'll just promise to give my best when it comes to blogging! More artworks, stories &amp;amp; entertainment just for you readers out there!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Just to give you my own Christmas treats, I have uploaded the blog headers that have shown significance in my life throughout this year. Show your favorite blog header by commenting below! Merry Christmas &amp;amp; Happy LJ to everyone of you! I love you!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;January 2009- Janua-llan 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;February 2009- Februa-llan 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;March 2009- Music Mayhems &amp;amp; More&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;April 2009- Relax! Have a cool LJ!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;May 2009- Mayrrier than Ever!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;June 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;July 2009- Rainovation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;July 2009 B- Cory Aquino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;August 2009- Augusternational&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;November 2009- Sweet November&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;December 2009- Christmas Celebration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Will be waiting on your votes! Adventure to 600th post will begin soon! God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone! I will always be the Aldrinne you know!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;¨°º¤ø„¸¸„ø¤º°¨&lt;br /&gt;¨°º¤ø„ L&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;EFTY’S JOURNAL&lt;/span&gt;¸„ø¤º°&lt;br /&gt;¸„ø¤º°¨&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;CELEBRATION&lt;/span&gt;“°º¤ø„¸&lt;br /&gt;¸„ø¤º¸„ø¤º°¨¨°º¤ø„¸¨°º¤ø&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-5350817740054290290?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5350817740054290290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5350817740054290290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5350817740054290290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5350817740054290290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/500th-post.html' title='500th Post'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SzLtKguEMsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/t9TAN2PibLQ/s72-c/500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-3742722629645558936</id><published>2009-12-23T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T22:07:45.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>190th Song- Marks &amp; Sparks (14th Album Title)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Marks &amp;amp; Sparks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;People know about you &amp;amp; me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I don’t mind what they could find out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;As long as you are here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If fate takes you away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; baby you can’t stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;No worries, I am the captain of my ship (Sail away)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Directions never will I be good at it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Simple instructions always lead me to you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Baby don’t you cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Waiting for a sign&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;No worries, I am the captain of my ship&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;X marks the spot (marks &amp;amp; sparks)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Just flare a spark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Everyday when I wake up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It feels like new adventures start&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You are my goal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I’ll take you home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You are the only treasure I could keep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The only explanation is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;These marks &amp;amp; sparks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It’s getting colder whenever you’re not around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I thought love was just a legend until you appear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If lightning strikes again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; storm waves took me days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;No worries, I will do everything for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If ever you settled to someone much better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Listen I’d never look for treasure anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Cause you’re the only one I need&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I’m a sailor, I can keep&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;A promise forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Let’s sail away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Defying &amp;amp; Defining&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You’re just like the sound of my alarm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I didn’t notice I was struggling in the pit of my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You woke me up when I’m breaking down on my brim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I’ll let it go; you’d solved me anyway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Like a bullet that shot pass through my brain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;But then again, you’re still the one who brought me sane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I followed what my heart was trying to say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I couldn’t postpone the love you give for me to seize the day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;You’ve changed me to the point I defy my quality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I know there’s something wrong when it’s you I see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Though it feels like I’ve became so wiser now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It’s hard to define myself for now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Like an angel protecting me from every harm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Every part of you makes me all numb&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It’s like I suffered, moved out, set up anew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;First I was depressed, but I met you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;But I am happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Defy, define myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I am happy defying, defining you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; there’s something I need to say to you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If you think there ain’t no happening in my June&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;That was the moment I met you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now I’m still rejoicing for loving you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I am happy defying me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I don’t worry defining me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Can you tell me you loving me was real?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So I could tell you I’m ready for a new life too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Defying &amp;amp; defining me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Defying &amp;amp; defying you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-6766890251027333531?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6766890251027333531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6766890251027333531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6766890251027333531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6766890251027333531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/189th-song-defying-defining.html' title='189th Song- Defying &amp; Defining (13th Album Title)'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5712158057581546421</id><published>2009-12-23T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:46:29.491+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>188th Song- Go Retro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Go Retro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Like the big bang dust&lt;br /&gt;Your life is full of creaks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Shrug them over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; do the basic thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Never need to complicate things)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;When you lover’s a jerk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; everyone’s hurt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Tell him it’s over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;While spreading all his dirt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Never need to caught in between)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;So when everything is breaking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; while everyone is moving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Have to go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Go retro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; when everyone is complicating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Just to make a living&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Have to go, go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Go retro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Go retro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; when your vertigo screams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; you shiver in the heat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Try to take a pill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Be sure you’re gonna heal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Always look on your surroundings)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;No need to race with time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Try to be sublime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;No need to waste your energy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;From doing a stupid crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Always stay on the positive side)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Velvet ruby studded flame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Strut that body&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;No pain, no gain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Vintage techno killer shades&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Universe sees all your fame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat 2x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus 3x)&lt;/strong&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/561184517094091247-5712158057581546421?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5712158057581546421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5712158057581546421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5712158057581546421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5712158057581546421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/188th-song-go-retro.html' title='188th Song- Go Retro'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-8113903297561426967</id><published>2009-12-23T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:42:27.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>187th Song- Hey There Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Hey There Heart&lt;br /&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I always wanna be on top of my game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Envied by the people as they call out my name&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Little by little, climbing up to my fame&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;But when I looked at you, it made me kinda insane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I couldn’t even hide my id from you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Your plan is working, bet you already knew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;My heart is screaming, can I turn it off?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I get the feeling that I turned soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Hey there heart, won’t you stay with me?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Prioritize your career&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;What you’re feeling ain’t real&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Chase your dreams, not this fantasy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;She’s just someone for a fling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Tell me what’s really the deal?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Which one do you choose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Your heart or your goals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Which one do you leave?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Your feelings or dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Which one do you get?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Try not to forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Hey heart don’t be cruel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;You’re an incompetent fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;At first I thought I’m gonna win this love-fame game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I know I got the weapons to get you inflamed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Second every second I divulge in your treat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;No, I get to focus or I’d fall down to my feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I couldn’t even hide my id from you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Your plan is working, bet you already knew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;My heart is screaming, can I turn it off?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I get the feeling that I turned soft&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Breathing’s lost &amp;amp; beating’s weak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Pulse is absent&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I must resist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I think I’m falling in love (Repeat 3x)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Hey there heart won’t you stay with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I choose what’s good for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; what is good for me too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;All your dreams, I know will happen in time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;But first, let her be your wife&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I knew your heart is your life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Someday you could use&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Your heart for your goals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Someday you could live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Both feelings &amp;amp; dreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;I know what you’ll get&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;You wouldn’t forget&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Hey heart now I’m sure&lt;br /&gt;We’re all incompetent fools&lt;br /&gt;Hey there heart&lt;/strong&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/561184517094091247-8113903297561426967?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/8113903297561426967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=8113903297561426967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8113903297561426967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/8113903297561426967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/187th-song-hey-there-heart.html' title='187th Song- Hey There Heart'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2002122410829290652</id><published>2009-12-23T12:30:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:57:10.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>186th Song- Electrifying Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Electrifying Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Insulating lips surround my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
It’s never gonna turn up a spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Non-creative beating of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Always ends into the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
Where I fall in love with everyone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Your job is to save me by love &amp;amp; self-defense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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But my love for you glows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It’s like a lightning bolt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The thing that you need is to see &amp;amp; to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I’m always pulling the plug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Couldn’t even restart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So give me a beat &amp;amp; your electrifying love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Never needed some old time machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I’m anticipating you in this scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I could always email all my faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I know it would’ve gone to your bin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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So I pick up all my excuses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Relive the moments that would change your path to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Your eyes are glowing from the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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We fall in love after in this dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-2002122410829290652?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2002122410829290652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2002122410829290652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2002122410829290652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2002122410829290652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/186th-song-electrifying-love.html' title='186th Song- Electrifying Love'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5659475132162075353</id><published>2009-12-19T00:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:00:47.586+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Thanks-civilizing</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Seven days more &amp;amp; it's Christmas time. Did you receive your gifts already? Are you preparing a list for your &lt;i&gt;noche buena&lt;/i&gt; already? I don't. I prefer being spontaneous rather than the old predictable Aldrinne.&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I just celebrated my mom's birthday today. She told me not to reveal her age so I'm gonna put it that way. She has always been my personal motivator &amp;amp; inspiration. I gotta hand it to her, even in the pits of hell she knows how to manage us three alone with school &amp;amp; everything else. She's like my very own &lt;i&gt;barkada&lt;/i&gt;- I can practically call her my big sister rather than a mom. Anywho, kudos to my mom who just turned another year full of memorable &amp;amp; legendary experiences. Here's a photo of her when she's at her 90's.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I also get to finish 200 songs! Yeah! You know what, half of the year I get to go through hell alone &amp;amp; suffered too much by getting 'voluntarily' kicked out of school &amp;amp; being the image of a bad citizen, but when I think about it, the other half of the year was one of the blessings I have ever received in my life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;From June up until today, I get to appreciate more what Jesus has done in my life, I get to meet a new set of classmates that influenced me to exert more effort as a student, I get to experience how love can make you so happy &amp;amp; contented, &amp;amp; I also get to learn the things I haven't learned when I was in my old school. I don't blame them, I'm just lost in my path back then.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;However, even when I had to go through a lot of tribulations, I still have a constant goal which I've aimed for from the start of this year which is to have 200 songs or more. If you're following me on Twitter, I've finally done it last night! It was really one of the best moments of my life, even if it just happened in my bedroom &amp;amp; that no one cares, but seriously guys! It's like my own personal diary (well, aside from LJ... well, they're both public diaries but at least there's a story behind my songs... whatever) that I like to share with the world through turning in into music.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, there are a lot of people that I really want to thank for intentionally &amp;amp; unintentionally shaping me up for the past couple of years or months or days, or hours even. It's been a crazy journey again &amp;amp; it was as if everything was turning out so great. Just so you know, I've chosen the title Thanks-civilizing because I'm creating (actually we are creating) a civilization full of appreciation &amp;amp; good deeds. Amidst those crazy things that are happening in this world of ours, we are still one with ourselves, our families &amp;amp; friends, our nature, &amp;amp; our God! Let's all spread the appreciation everyone- do thanks-civilizing! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I had a good week &amp;amp; the last set of Audit class for this year will be on tomorrow! Then it's Christmas break for me... booyeah! More songs are heading up to you this week! God bless &amp;amp; have a great weekend everyone!&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;Blue You&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Yellow lights of June&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Walk thru cautious rules&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Thought I’ve faced anew&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Moved out of my tune&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Then you came to save&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Save me from my cage&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Though I’m still surprised&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Worthy is my fight&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Stopped me from falling apart&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Convinced me &amp;amp; I fell in love&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Over &amp;amp; over again&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;I lived like the tidal waves&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;You put me in a calmest sea&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Never will I feign my love&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Into the blue you&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Into the blue you&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Haze of purple clouds&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Surrounded me with doubts&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;Synchronizing time&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;This is not my life&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;When you go away&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;I am here to stay&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;‘Till you come back to me&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;I’ll give what you would need&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 3x)&lt;/b&gt;







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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-6449731712248746961?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6449731712248746961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6449731712248746961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6449731712248746961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6449731712248746961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/185th-song-blue-you.html' title='185th Song- Blue You'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1646795071716025306</id><published>2009-12-14T19:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T19:16:29.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Per-FOUR-Mance</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hello everyone! I really have a bad habit of not controlling my anger when you know you're doing something right &amp;amp; people are trying to tell you the opposite. It was supposedly a good Friday morning last week &amp;amp; someone just had to ruin it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;If I have to evaluate my performance this second semester, I have to say I have done well when it comes to contributing my part to our class' seminar &amp;amp; it's a thumbs up in my part when it comes to sitting infront of class in Course Audit as well.&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;I don't mind criticisms as well, in fact I like how people understand my actions- it makes me aware of my performance in terms of my academic excellence. What I don't like is criticizing me behind my back &amp;amp; sharing false criticisms about me to the people whom I don't even know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;When I think about it, I actually am serious about the seminar from day one since I heard about it. I did not complain (maybe a little) about being in charge of the documentation team, I actually acknowledge it since I like doing projects like that. I did not complain when I was chosen as one of the masters of the ceremony since it's a good experience to enhance my vocabulary skills. I didn't even say anything when conflicts arise, not that I don't care or I'm not part of it, but because I'm always neutral &amp;amp; respect every ideas that are being shared.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's like I'm going beyond my part as well since I volunteered to make the certificate which isn't part of my job at all. It's like I'm receiving two times the work load even if I still have three minor subjects that I need to prioritize as well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I don't complain when I'm being criticized that I'm having a bad performance into something I really don't exert effort from. It's okay since I don't do it good enough like they do, but false criticizing me even behind my back was way overboard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I couldn't really stop from complaining, resulting to my lack of effort in studying for NCM prelim exam because of my mood that afternoon. This is the bad side of silently doing more effort than everyone else- I don't really need nor even care when my performance is being complimented, but complaining about it when everyone knows that I'm doing more than a good job is something I couldn't really just trifled with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;One lesson I learned from all these is that sometimes you have to make yourself be known by your actions even when God knows what you've really done. If respect or reputation is being affected from those false criticisms, I'm holding my peace cause it's actually stupid for me to fight over something that it wasn't true &amp;amp; those people that I love knows what I'm really doing. BUT if my grade is being affected from them, then I really have the right to speak up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's what you call E-FOUR-T, because it's four times the effort in my performance. God bless us &amp;amp; those people who have to learn the art of criticizing... or more in the art of appreciating as well. Have a happy start of the week!&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-1646795071716025306?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1646795071716025306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1646795071716025306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1646795071716025306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1646795071716025306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/per-four-mance.html' title='Per-FOUR-Mance'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2694399786168513049</id><published>2009-12-10T18:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:35:53.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>A Different December</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hey everyone! I've been sensing some climate changes over the past few days. It has been a sweet warm November indeed, &amp;amp; now we're heading to a 'Christmas Celebration' here in Lefty's Journal! Amidst being absent here for weeks which you should forgive by the way lol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Anyways... updates! I really can't comprehend why I've been having troubles with blog visits; I used to have visits like twenty people per day or more everyday, but now it's like my blog is drifting away. I don't know but the more I try to make my blog to be known, the more it is being ignored. Maybe this is just the transitional phase that my blog &amp;amp; I are going through. I don't know, but I'm sure a lot busy to know the answer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SyDO2I8CQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/poNTHuSntJA/s1600-h/LJDecember.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SyDO2I8CQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/poNTHuSntJA/s320/LJDecember.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Speaking of being busy, I've been having a lot of events lined up for tomorrow, the next week &amp;amp; the next year. There's preliminary exams tomorrow although I'm not quite sure if I could take the NCM exam since I don't have an exam permit yet &amp;amp; I'm still waiting for the money to arrive. I'm having troubles with money today, since I'm trying to save up to pay my debt from a friend while day dreaming about buying clothes from Zara, eating DQ almost everyday... obviously trying to compensate my school life from being materialistic this season.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;At least I'm looking forward to my Christmas break next week! I'm really thirsting for a break since I got fluxing sleep deprived for the past few weeks because of my duties, which I'm thankful also cause I get to finally fill up my cases in no time. Next year I also get to finish being one of the master of the ceremonies in our seminar &amp;amp; I'm also looking forward to that. Graduation is also coming near, that's why I need to fix everything to prevent any tribulation that is school-related.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;So I'm gonna be posting more songs up this week &amp;amp; will be celebrating the 500th post! Woot! It is indeed a Christmas Celebration! Don't stop 'till you get enough... God bless &amp;amp; take care everyone!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-2694399786168513049?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2694399786168513049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2694399786168513049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2694399786168513049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2694399786168513049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/12/different-december.html' title='A Different December'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SyDO2I8CQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHM/poNTHuSntJA/s72-c/LJDecember.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-886269003362174067</id><published>2009-11-28T18:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T21:44:39.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>184th Song- Forged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Forged&lt;br /&gt;
Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You’re fading me out, fall me apart&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Gave up in my love yet I succumbed&lt;br /&gt;
Cause when you are here&lt;br /&gt;
You’ve always turned still&lt;br /&gt;
I’m always the one who faced your fears&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But I have confessed that I don’t protest&lt;br /&gt;
This is just all your test&lt;br /&gt;
If I have to die, you’ll soon realize&lt;br /&gt;
I’ve been the one who loved you most&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;
I don’t compare your love from me&lt;br /&gt;
But I know that you know my love’s far to reach&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp; inside your soul, I’ve almost touched you whole&lt;br /&gt;
But still you’re the one who writes me off&lt;br /&gt;
I couldn’t know if your love from me was forged&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp; I promise you that in my last breath&lt;br /&gt;
It’s you whom I tell brought the best of me&lt;br /&gt;
If you don’t recall what you’ve done for me&lt;br /&gt;
You gave me strength to grant my change&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yes I have confessed, my love isn’t dead&lt;br /&gt;
I’m maybe numb outside my realm&lt;br /&gt;
If I have to die, I just couldn’t hide&lt;br /&gt;
The fact that you were my light &amp;amp; life&lt;br /&gt;
(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Every little bit of my strength &amp;amp; my soul&lt;br /&gt;
Are calling you, longing for you&lt;br /&gt;
Every little bit of compassion &amp;amp; more&lt;br /&gt;
Lingering here, trying to tell you&lt;br /&gt;
Love, please love me too&lt;br /&gt;
Even though mine was more&lt;br /&gt;
You’re the reason I survived&lt;br /&gt;
(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Yes I know, it’s hard to believe, I don’t know, try to see&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;amp; I almost had it all, but then you have to be cold, pushed me away&lt;br /&gt;
I couldn’t know if your love from me was forged&lt;br /&gt;
Yes I couldn’t know if your love from me was forged&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-886269003362174067?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/886269003362174067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=886269003362174067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/886269003362174067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/886269003362174067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/184th-song-heart-said-hello.html' title='184th Song- Forged'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1802880713072241847</id><published>2009-11-28T18:10:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:16:19.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>183rd Song- Find A Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
F&lt;b&gt;ind A Way&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s hard to find a word&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;That can prove my worth&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Our love that I have constantly hurt&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I always trust myself&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Than to trust you then&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We’ve been criticizing our faults&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;But then again&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I listened to myself&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Even if we fight&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We’ll always do what is right&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We’ll find a way to keep the love&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Burning in though we’re apart&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Looking out between past &amp;amp; beyond&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Find a way for you to stay&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;As forever’s on its way&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Hold my heart I saved for you to take&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We’ll find a way&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;You said you sacrificed&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I said we’re just the same&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Your defense was I don’t do enough&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We expect too much&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I asked you ‘what’s the rush?’&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I let my love be out of touch&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; then again, I’m talking to myself&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;From all the laughs &amp;amp; cries&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We should never say goodbye&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;If everything must fall apart&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;To remain our quiet love&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I’d be here with you&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;‘Till we walk away&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We’ll find a way&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;

&lt;/b&gt;



&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;We’ll find a way&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-1802880713072241847?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1802880713072241847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1802880713072241847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1802880713072241847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1802880713072241847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/183rd-song-find-way.html' title='183rd Song- Find A Way'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-3260495945427567130</id><published>2009-11-28T18:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:15:49.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>182nd Song- Beat Box Of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beat Box Of Life&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Come on, get masochistic&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Lease your narcissism&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Take your rage all over the place&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Gush or rush rampaging&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Alter ego’s breaking&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Spotlight hits up on me&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Dancing in the daylight&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Never was out of sight&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Need to cal the fire brigade&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;b&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Can you get a picture&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Of a man who’s sober?&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;But sticks to the original game&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Baby, come on&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Dance on the floor&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Never resist&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;The trance that were in&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Kill all the lights&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Flash in a smile&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Slow down the ride&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Listen tonight&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;To the beat box of life&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Don’t have to give an effort&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Everyone’s endangered&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Survival needs appropriate games&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;Music fall like raindrops&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Vibing like a radar&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Global satellite on my door&lt;/b&gt;


&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Give me what I deserve&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Party is work’s dessert&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Heatness like a fever, I searched&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Open all your senses&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Leave your body restless&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;It’s the time where I should confess&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Baby come on&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Fill up the bear&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Look in my eyes&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Feel all the signs&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Baby come on&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;We can become&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Two people as one&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Love out of fun&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;

&lt;b&gt;Baby come on&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Baby come on&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;


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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-3260495945427567130?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/3260495945427567130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=3260495945427567130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3260495945427567130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3260495945427567130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/182nd-song-beat-box-of-life.html' title='182nd Song- Beat Box Of Life'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-949076335276025113</id><published>2009-11-28T18:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T18:15:09.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>181st Song- My Goal Is On Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;My Goal Is On Fire&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;There’s pain but I’m happy&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;No hope but I’m waiting&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;There’s you who truly loves me&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Though we can’t be together&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;I’m wrong but I’m learning&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;To do, to do the right thing&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Tonight, thought I’m broken&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Dreams, love, will always remain&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;I’m living my life&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;I’m falling in love&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;I’m aiming high&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;I’m learning to soar&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Cause this is my life&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Here I’m in charge&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Thought I’d be blind&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;At least I’m alright&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;My goal is on fire&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;There’s rain &amp;amp; I’m celebrating&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;This test that’s getting easy&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;I just (I just) look in your eyes&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;Hold your hand, together we fly&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;b&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;There’s pain but I’m happy&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;No hope but I’m waiting&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;There’s you who truly loves me&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;Though we can’t be together&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 3x)&lt;/b&gt;



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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-949076335276025113?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/949076335276025113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=949076335276025113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/949076335276025113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/949076335276025113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/181st-song-my-goal-is-on-fire.html' title='181st Song- My Goal Is On Fire'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-6122128095430953974</id><published>2009-11-27T18:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T18:07:05.982+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Duty Gluttony</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;So on Wednesday I had my first ever hospital duty for this last semester. We were assigned in the O.R. Area in Pasig City General Hospital from six o'clock in the morning upto ten o'clock in the evening. Talk about 16 hours of torture, &amp;amp; I just got well from my illness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Anyways, it's okay that I get to spend two duties in one day, since I get to rest on the following day (which is today). At least I could have a chance to get one or two major &amp;amp; minor cases. &amp;amp; during my duty, I scrubbed in on a major &amp;amp; three minor surgeries. They took a major toll on me.&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;First, I agreed to scrub in on a Mesh Herniorrhaphy that turned out to be an Incision &amp;amp; Drainage procedure. Honestly, I kinda panicked at first since my last actual scrub on a surgery was like five months ago. It was a smooth procedure though &amp;amp; the surgeons are entertaining. After that we took our breakfast &amp;amp; rested for a while on the Recovery Room.&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;I scrubbed in on an Emergency Pelvic Laparoscopy after doing some patient monitoring. Since I don't have that many major cases, I agreed to sacrifice my energy standing there for hours until the final suture was completed. I felt so burned out after the procedure, but I stayed alert for our mini-lecture on Perioperative Nursing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then another procedure was up &amp;amp; our clinical instructor asked me if I could do another scrubbing again. I looked at my other dutymates &amp;amp; everyone did the same. I was so exhausted already, but for my PRC's sake, I still agreed to scrub in the third time. It was a minor procedure of wound exploration.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;So my fuel is empty already &amp;amp; I seriously can't take it anymore. I really wanna go home &amp;amp; take a rest, but just before our clinical instructor felt it's time for us to go home, another procedure turned up &amp;amp; she asked me again if I could scrub in for the last time! Talk about bypassing every OR nurses there!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;This time, I was really the actual scrub nurse beside the doctor there! Some of my dutymates went home already because it was past ten o'clock already. I practically memorized (not really) all the instruments, &amp;amp; there are moments when I already know what instrument the surgeon would use next. I was scrubbed out after the final counting was completed &amp;amp; I thanked the medical team there for the experience! I went home around twelve o'clock &amp;amp; went straight to bed!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Sometimes the world needs people, whether nurses or just simple people, who are versatile when it comes to doing what is right for you &amp;amp; for everyone. I think our simple sacrifices just like scrubbing in four times in a row can also make a big difference in other people's lives.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anywho, I'm gonna be typing some new compositions &amp;amp; will post it here soon so stay tuned for more episodes of Allan's Anatomy! God bless &amp;amp; hope you're having a good week like I am. Thank you for all the visits &amp;amp; comments guys! I love you! (By the way, I practically look a lot like that guy above, Dr. McDreamy. Although I must say, I look better lol).&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;

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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-6122128095430953974?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6122128095430953974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6122128095430953974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6122128095430953974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6122128095430953974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/duty-gluttony.html' title='Duty Gluttony'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-2212101873205332567</id><published>2009-11-24T17:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T17:31:05.276+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Febrile</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hey guys! I just thought of doing another post for this week. I feel so sick, literally &amp;amp; undeniably sick. The downside is not just being febrile itself, but the way I couldn't sleep or rest to alleviate my over-fatigued body &amp;amp; headache.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;It started yesterday in school during our meeting for the seminar. I felt so weak &amp;amp; my hand tremors are so severe I couldn't focus on the agenda. I'm catching my breath it's as if I just ran a hundred miles. I couldn't convince myself that I lack hydration or the appetite cause I just finished eating an hour ago during our break. I was complaining &amp;amp; my classmate doesn't believed me. She thought it was just a scape goat so I could cut class. I still went to my remaining classes amidst the lack of energy. I went home dead-tired &amp;amp; slept all night.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought I'd get better after making up some sleep. Turned out I was wrong.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I felt even worse. My body isn't ready to face the world today but my mind reminded me of school. I couldn't take the day-off, it's like I'm being selfish on my ever-curious brain as well. I wasn't getting tough of my body too- after a shower I ate breakfast &amp;amp; took an anti-pyretic. My self-motivation gave me the assurance of my physical improvement.&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My left scapular pain worsened even more that I'm actually biting my lips while writing. The pain also radiated to my upper arm &amp;amp; to my neck with pain that can still be ignored. My tremors are going insane it's as if I'm doing it on purpose now. I'm so thirsty &amp;amp; my stomach's growling but I'm not feeling like eating nor drinking at all. My body was screaming for rest that it overthrew my driving force to stay at school &amp;amp; finish my classes.&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;My body wasn't the only one who feels sad. The sky was sympathizing with me. I didn't carry an umbrella or a raincoat with me but I still ventured out through the rain, hoping to find the nearest tricycle station. I ran a few more meters &amp;amp; got in &amp;amp;, while catching up my breath, told the driver to take me home.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm not cruel nor selfish especially to my body's needs. If it wants something, then I have to do something to satisfy it. Unfortunately, I couldn't even shut my eyes despite the will to get better &amp;amp; feel better.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;It's not raining anymore, but the pain persisted.&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;This is how love &amp;amp; sacrifice does to you. If you love what you're doing or you love someone, you would do impossible things to reach for a goal. It's like a form of sacrifice, with or without the confidence of what might happen tomorrow. Even when things go wrong, true love &amp;amp; devotion still remain unchanged, not even for a bit. It weighs more than anything your body wants to do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Hopefully I could get better in no time. I actually must rest now. More new songs heading to LJ's way, everyone! I ask for your prayers, readers, that I might be able to return in my normal condition now. I wish you good luck on the rest of the week &amp;amp; of this year! May God bless us!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-2212101873205332567?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/2212101873205332567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=2212101873205332567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2212101873205332567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/2212101873205332567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/febrile.html' title='Febrile'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1847041917158761838</id><published>2009-11-18T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T20:23:34.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Firsts &amp; Lasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I feel like I've been missing in action for weeks now. No worries, I guess it's just all part of my blog brain barrier (lol to those who gets it) which hasn't been functioning since I moved out from Friendster blogs to Blogger, &amp;amp; talk about having no blog uniques now. Sheesh! But I still get that LJ is all about being written, not being read.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyways, if my hospital duty wasn't rescheduled next week, I'm pretty sure I'm going to transform myself into one of the Cullens again. On Monday, it's actually my first official school day in my last official semester being a nursing student. It's an awesome start of the week since I get to be with my old classmates again &amp;amp; I get to have a cool professor for my 105, but it sucks when you have so many minor subjects to attend to, &amp;amp; you end up so tired.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Don't get me wrong, I love Asian Civilization ever since we studied about it when I was in third year high school. Rizal &amp;amp; STS are cool subjects as well. However, I don't really have the strength to maintain my focus for a whole day. I have a good professor at Asian Civilization (he's also my professor at Rizal) but it's kind of a little bit boring as well.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I enjoyed my STS professor now, but the thing is, it's my second time to take that subject again. I took that subject in my former school &amp;amp; it's the only subject that I failed because I didn't get the chance to take its final examination. It just sucks because I actually have a good Preliminary &amp;amp; Midterm grade there, &amp;amp; my group &amp;amp; I there have a great research project, but my previous professor there didn't return my calls when I was fixing it back then. Thank goodness I get to talk with my new &amp;nbsp;professor now &amp;amp; she understood my concerns regarding the subject. 'Ugh!' to my last set of minor subjects.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyways, I'm just happy everything is still intact amidst the tribulation I'm dealing with. I don't usually speak out some of my problems here but I thank God for every little things He's giving me, since it will all end to something big. Love, dreams &amp;amp; happiness is still my destination, &amp;amp; I think I'm getting there. By the way, God will always be my first &amp;amp; last. Hope you're having a good week as well.&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-1847041917158761838?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1847041917158761838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1847041917158761838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1847041917158761838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1847041917158761838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/firsts-lasts.html' title='Firsts &amp; Lasts'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-4810539813072680690</id><published>2009-11-14T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:41:34.321+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>180th Song- Never Learn To Love Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never Learn To Love Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I try to push you away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; try forgetting your name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You know it’s better to leave me this way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At least the pain won’t stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t know what you have done&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For me to switch on my heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it’s simple, all I need is your love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Was it so hard for you to give?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I always think before I decide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again, my heart always fights&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There’s no excuse from walking away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’ll never learn to love me ‘nyway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m giving up, I’m giving up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To try to take your breathe away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now we can’t last a day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m always scared to say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I think if you just drop me here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like I’m facing all my fears&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I’m me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoping to what can’t be real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; maybe you know me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tend to threaten to leave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 3x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(To try to take, to try to take your breath away)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(To try to take, to try to take your breath away)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you here to stay?&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-4810539813072680690?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/4810539813072680690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=4810539813072680690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4810539813072680690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4810539813072680690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/180th-song-never-learn-to-love-me.html' title='180th Song- Never Learn To Love Me'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1532991325420898313</id><published>2009-11-14T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:40:26.238+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>179th Song- 3D Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3D Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I keep on waiting, waiting for you to appear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ask me your questions to where this love has been&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only response that I could make&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It started when I just woke up one day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; when you look at me, I feel so free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You always see what is good in me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Am I like you who so perfect in my fantasy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A change of heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whenever I wear my glasses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In this film&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I appreciate more when you’re beside me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So don’t you go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like livin’, I’m livin’, I’m living in a 3D love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then I bought the tickets, it’s your turn to entertain me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m loving this movie, but you were the reason I’m here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can’t even focus to what I’m watching&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just want to hold your hand than nothing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then I had to make my move so soon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t even know what the name of the movie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m surprised when you talk about the way you feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No, there’s no way, for you to fall for me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Look in my eyes, tell me it’s real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me just stop, &amp;amp; let our story begin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-1532991325420898313?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1532991325420898313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1532991325420898313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1532991325420898313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1532991325420898313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/179th-song-3d-love.html' title='179th Song- 3D Love'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-935643293369225534</id><published>2009-11-14T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:38:36.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>178th Song- Love Like Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I did try to write a Christmas song or love song once a year ago... I actually wonder where I put it. Anyways, I made this for two days &amp;amp; I'm really glad it's not about being a grinch on Christmas day. That reminds me, I have to save money for gifts now! Merry Christmas guys!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love Like Christmas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I didn’t get much presents this year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Though I don’t expect for material things&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All I ever need was someone beside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To hold my hand &amp;amp; keep me warm inside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I always wonder what Christmas was like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To be with you, it feels everything’s alright&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; when I saw you on a cold night of December&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like I’m sure, a love is born&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I though I’ve wasted my life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Until I fell in love on Christmas time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I never needed a list&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You were the gift that I’ve been waiting for&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A special love like Christmas Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought that I am on the naughty side again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I lose control but then I lift my hands&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All of a sudden you’re there to make me strong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only gift that lasts forever now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;‘Till you come around me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s like I just noticed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You were the only one I can’t unwrap&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now I put up the decors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write you a letter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for all the future memories&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I bid the big world goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought that if I have to go away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My mem’ries would stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then I see all the light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shining above me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;While the snowflakes fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A special love like Christmas Day&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-935643293369225534?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/935643293369225534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=935643293369225534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/935643293369225534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/935643293369225534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/178th-song-love-like-christmas.html' title='178th Song- Love Like Christmas'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-4864551285546848557</id><published>2009-11-13T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:11:15.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>177th Song- You're Making Me Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Y&lt;b&gt;ou’re Making Me Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you help me write a song?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A song that everyone would surely love (will surely love)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My inspiration wherever I go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is the one who couldn’t see my flaws (Couldn’t see my flaws)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again I wonder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you fell the same emotions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought I guess I could try to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find a way for you to know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You seldom talk &amp;amp; I don’t know why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But you would always fill up my mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;With colors I couldn’t really explain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I’m contented to the way that it goes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day by day I just fall apart when I fall in love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn’t ask what you’re doing to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I did you’d stop making me happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it’s as if you’re my reliever from pain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I’m crazy but you would always make me sane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; when you look at me, I’m all serene&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess it’s just the way you’ve managed to control what I fear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; yes I’ve always pondered&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If ever you feel empowered&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What should I keep telling you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For you to start hanging around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I confess that for awhile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn’t really speak out my mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; everytime I fall apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re always there to pick me up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; there are time I just couldn’t understand what love means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ll think about your future with me, &amp;amp; actually it makes me happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s simple but it makes me happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Even when you don’t talk, I’ll always find a meaning to what you’re saying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please don’t stop from making me so happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re making me happy&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-4864551285546848557?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/4864551285546848557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=4864551285546848557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4864551285546848557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4864551285546848557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/177th-song-youre-making-me-happy.html' title='177th Song- You&apos;re Making Me Happy'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-3805171760851545074</id><published>2009-11-13T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:09:55.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>176th Song- I Hate You But I Love You More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;b&gt; Hate You But I Love You More&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know you’re not too good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When it comes to figuring out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How much I’m loving you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; then they say I am just wasting time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I still hold on, believe that I am right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; all you have to do&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is try so hard to fall for me too&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again my fears don’t hide the time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;That I’ll pretend everything’s alright&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I can’t take it anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiting for that call&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They say that I am strong&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enough to hold on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I’m just hanging on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; now you’re gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’d still wait for you knocking on the door&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate you but I love you more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For you to see my heart was what I did&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In time, I still believe you’ll return to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deny the lies I’m having from myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In truth, I’m stuck to hold what isn’t real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Please just come back home&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorry for the conclusions I have thought&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I can’t undo my love for you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; it’s hard for me to let you go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate you but I love you more&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-3805171760851545074?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/3805171760851545074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=3805171760851545074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3805171760851545074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/3805171760851545074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/176th-song-i-hate-you-but-i-love-you.html' title='176th Song- I Hate You But I Love You More'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-1828553729431073586</id><published>2009-11-13T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:08:27.308+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>175th Song- Heart Said Hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heart Said Hello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s been awhile since we last talked&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know the places where you got to go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ain’t it easy just for you to pick up the phone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You got me crazy, can you hear the anger of my tone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that you are sensitive in nature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I guess I’m tired to pretend you’re a stranger&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The truth is that you couldn’t make you better&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again, you’re making me lesser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell me if you’ll open your heart’s door&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What d’you think my efforts are there for?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don’t try to hide it cause you act so obvious&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There’s a scream leasing when you talk mature&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t forget you saying so far so good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello! Hello! I heard your heart said hello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe you’re having troubles in deciding where to go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You’re ambivalent &amp;amp; I know you’re just putting on a show&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m not some psycho who predicts your future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m not a stalker who re-tweets on your twitter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m not the one who always making the first move&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I ain’t backin’ up if you drop a memo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I’m using my alter ego&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again, I made you dance on the dance floor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Until the clock hits destination heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I heard your heart said hello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell me if you’ll open your heart’s door&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What d’you think my efforts are there for?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know this love is more than alcohol&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trust me, when you wake up, you’re not alone&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-1828553729431073586?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/1828553729431073586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=1828553729431073586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1828553729431073586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/1828553729431073586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/175th-song-heart-said-hello.html' title='175th Song- Heart Said Hello'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5448892184179483495</id><published>2009-11-13T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:05:41.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>174th Song- I'm Perfect &amp; Imperfect (12th Album Title)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wrote this song after some epiphanies &amp;amp; realizations in a &lt;a href="http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-perfect-imperfect.html"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt; sometime last month. Enjoy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m Perfect &amp;amp; Imperfect&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God invented light&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To wash the dark goodbye&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first I thought I was right&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then I see my life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I’m not that perfect&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I know there’s no defects&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But when I flash the light to my life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found it’s all a lie&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart is so cold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My age lines unfold&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My face turned so old&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; everyone knows&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I looked back at the world&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where I’ve been before&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I now realized&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m imperfect after all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; I believe I’ve lived a life&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things don’t go back all the time&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon we just have to accept&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m perfect by being imperfect&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first when I got out&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end I’ll doubt&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I compare myself to them&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought I’m better then&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But someone told me not&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realized I’m worst&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then again I wouldn’t change&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I cannot change&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m priceless, I know&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don’t have to haul&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my case&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I just thank&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My God for the rain&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m better to be&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imperfect after all&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell myself at least there’s Him&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who can see my everything&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; He said that in His eyes&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That I have been perfect all the time&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it’s alright&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I can find&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What’s wrong in me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At least I’m me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell yourself that you are&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Made by God to live a part&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where you’ll be somebody’s love&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; this one will tell you&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will always look&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You will always look perfect to me&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/561184517094091247-5448892184179483495?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5448892184179483495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5448892184179483495&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5448892184179483495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5448892184179483495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/174th-song-im-perfect-imperfect-12th.html' title='174th Song- I&apos;m Perfect &amp; Imperfect (12th Album Title)'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5209382337698901902</id><published>2009-11-12T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T19:00:15.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>173rd Song- Perfect Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect Goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today, I just realized&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This thing is over, &amp;amp; I couldn’t ask why&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; yet, I can’t find a perfect goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ve thought that there would be life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’d build cause I’ve seen all the signs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then, I have to be broken again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But what if I found a way to say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodbye to you?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will you have some second thoughts for me to go?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; if I try to go away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; write you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’m doing better here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don’t know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just need to find a perfect goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; fate, must’ve been cruel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know it’s over, but still it’s obscure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To say goodbye is the only cure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn’t understand you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We love each other but for you it’s a ruse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; yet, I still want to be used&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Instrumental)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today I asked myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What if I found a perfect goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you even consider it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/561184517094091247-5209382337698901902?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5209382337698901902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5209382337698901902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5209382337698901902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5209382337698901902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/173rd-song-perfect-goodbye.html' title='173rd Song- Perfect Goodbye'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-6955665169100271941</id><published>2009-11-12T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:59:31.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>172nd Song- How I Ignored You Then</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How I Ignored You Then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here I go again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why’d I have to force you by what my love has given?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First I see a spark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But in the end, it always fades away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I’ve thought about our future&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The life we’ll have together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The memory has to vanish as you have found another&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe I have learned my lesson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;On how to make conclusions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s only me who’ve hoped for even more&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; maybe I must not remember&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The thing that will forever&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Break me apart cause I could not forget&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How I ignored you then&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In this quiet place&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The only thing I want to feel was your big embrace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When I open my eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I see that you were only protecting yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The thing I can’t forget is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your heart wasn’t the fastest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But it’s only me who I can blame cause it’s only me who’ve fallen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The thing that kills, kills me the most&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is that I’m still expecting you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I couldn’t feel bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It wouldn’t make you sad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then again it would just go away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you happy now? Are you happy now?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Couldn’t close my eyes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Could you be a little sensitive?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tell me how you really feel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus 2x)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me just turn back time again&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; baby, I’ll bring the love today&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You ignored me in the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/561184517094091247-6955665169100271941?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/6955665169100271941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=6955665169100271941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6955665169100271941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/6955665169100271941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/172nd-song-how-i-ignored-you-then.html' title='172nd Song- How I Ignored You Then'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-5099609555207005053</id><published>2009-11-12T18:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:58:21.840+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>171st Song- A Heart Than Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Heart That Can&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Allan Aldrinne Leyva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To love by you is such a strong desire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then again, I’d never hoped for it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The line has ended here, I’m not really surprised&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Over the years, I’ve made a fight for it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes I talk too much, but I listened to your heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pardon me with my own silly art&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;At time I think again, wish that everything’s the same&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause I couldn’t understand myself for now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A heart that can understand love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A gesture so simple, it appreciates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maybe in time, my love wouldn’t fade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A heart that can never be afraid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To love &amp;amp; be loved, a heart that would not start go away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You just spoke to me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;With a beautiful angry voice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You asked me if I’m crazy ‘nough to fall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simple words easily touch my soul &amp;amp; there ain’t no separation to go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know I lack the standards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fgTo be the person you would make&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The one whom you’d entrust your faith&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But then I’ll try to see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The difference of you &amp;amp; me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; I just pray that we would always have a heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I know that you know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Our destiny would be so difficult&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I’ll never let you go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There ain’t no fears behind these tears at all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you mark the presence of you as I go &amp;amp; have&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Repeat Chorus)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A heart that can love than hate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A heart that have a patience to wait&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The heart that molds belief to fate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A love that would never fade away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To love &amp;amp; be loved&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish it never goes away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/561184517094091247-5099609555207005053?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/5099609555207005053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=5099609555207005053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5099609555207005053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/5099609555207005053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/171st-song-heart-than-can.html' title='171st Song- A Heart Than Can'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-4953232183788173295</id><published>2009-11-11T19:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:28:48.071+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La Vie Quotidienne'/><title type='text'>Song Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SvqfyVJbb_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/286J1GKIoPE/s1600-h/bird_song_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SvqfyVJbb_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/286J1GKIoPE/s320/bird_song_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since school doesn't officially starts yet (for me), &amp;amp; I'm dedicated to finish two hundred songs &amp;amp; five hundred blog posts by the end of the year, &amp;amp; that I'm not really doing any blog posts lately, plus that I'm filled up with new songs to share (breathes lol)... I wanna start this middle of the week with a little focus on my compositions. I call this week... my very own Song Week!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;I know I'm getting rusty when it comes to sharing some of my life here, plus I think I'm so far behind my 'Life or Something Like It' (now called as Avenir Parfait) stories especially my Meet the Newest Beatles Encore series &amp;amp; some Clothes Over Bros Fashion shows. I think you have to give me some time for those stories. Anywho!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;So I'll let you guys know whenever I decide to update my life here. Since I'm still in the verge of ambivalence when it comes to making up my mind, I guess I have to post some of my songs here. I also got to learn how to play a keyboard or a piano to finally sing my songs infront of a camera &amp;amp; upload it on youtube or something... I still do not know. Help me out here?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shaping in, shipping out, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;Aldrinne&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/b&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/561184517094091247-4953232183788173295?l=aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/feeds/4953232183788173295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=561184517094091247&amp;postID=4953232183788173295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4953232183788173295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/561184517094091247/posts/default/4953232183788173295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aldrinne-leyva.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-week.html' title='Song Week'/><author><name>Aldrinne Leyva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08041887917814386915</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/S_MyeDMZc3I/AAAAAAAAAUU/U73kksAnHeQ/S220/DSC02292.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EPxa6IviGzc/SvqfyVJbb_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/286J1GKIoPE/s72-c/bird_song_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561184517094091247.post-8756835949599081664</id><published>2009-11-09T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T16:57:13.963+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Un Artful Vie'/><title type='text'>170th Song- Like The Rain &amp; More</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I actually wrote this song on September 30 during the typhoon Ondoy/Ketsana. I figured that this is one of God's way for us to be reunited with everyone again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like The Rain &amp;amp; More&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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