<?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-7341328</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:36:01.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dan's blogger</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-3427725792051161611</id><published>2006-11-15T22:54:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T22:58:11.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I</title><content type='html'>Sherrie lyn and i are back together again, i hope this time it'll be ok. I almost forgot! were not exclusively for each other, i hope that this aproach would work. I just want you she to love me again, i want you to fight for me more thats why we're not exclusively for each other. its for you to realize if you still love me or not. but if it fails.... then ill find other wowan that will love me more than you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-3427725792051161611?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/3427725792051161611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=3427725792051161611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/3427725792051161611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/3427725792051161611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-and-i.html' title='You and I'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-116331348987633758</id><published>2006-11-11T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:16.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried Sick bout you</title><content type='html'>Last night ang tagal hindi umuwi ni she, ni di man lang nagttxt sakin, ewan ko ba balewala na talaga ako sa kanya di na nya ko naisip. halos mamatay na ko sa pagaalala sa kanya sabay xa ganun lng. sabagay sino nga ba nmn ako para sa kanya im juz no1. di ko nmn xa gf, di ko rin friend, or tropa. ewan ko di ko alam naiinis na ko sa kanya kung makaka kita lng tlga ko ng girl na mas maganda tapos mas mabait tapos mamahalin ako ng mas higit ng pagmamahal ni she sakin dati di ko na xa papakawalan iiwan ko na si she total bale wala nmn ako sa kanya eh, makakita lng tlga ako ill never let that girl go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-116331348987633758?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/116331348987633758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=116331348987633758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/116331348987633758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/116331348987633758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2006/11/worried-sick-bout-you.html' title='Worried Sick bout you'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-116307957472723795</id><published>2006-11-09T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:16.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Break up</title><content type='html'>Im confident to post this cuz no1 visits my blog anyways... well i think thats good! I broke up with my girlfriend because it hurts me to see her so sad so i ended it up. The moments was still fresh in my mind and i cant forrget it. I tried to get back to her but she already pushed me away, she told me that i should stop being dependent on her i admit it though but not always. Im sad.. really sad... Now we still see each other, date each other, and love.. but i dont know if she still loves me... i still love her. Im still courting her but it hurts each day i see her, knowing that she was my girlfriend before but now i dont know anymore. She akala ko ba ikaw magaantay sakin? bakit ngayon ako na nagaantay? you dont answer me everytime i ask you kung ano ko sau. alam mo ba nasasaktan ako sana nmn makita mo na naghihirap ako sa likod ng mga ngiti na binibigay ko sau, lumuluha sa likod ng masasayang moments natin. Bkit hindi mo makita? hindi na ko siguro ganun kaimportante sau ngayon, oo alam ko na kaya mo na mabuhay ng wala ako kaya pinipilit at ginagawa ko lahat ng kaya ko para sau. nagmamahal ako ng walang kasiguraduhan at masakit ang mapunta sa ganitong sitwasyon.... Sana she sinabi mo nalang sakin na di mo na ko mahal.. para atleast di na ko mahirapan kalimutan ka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-116307957472723795?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/116307957472723795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=116307957472723795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/116307957472723795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/116307957472723795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2006/11/break-up.html' title='The Break up'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-110324981099172303</id><published>2004-12-16T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:15.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ive been Inlove Before</title><content type='html'>I've Been In Love Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Catch my breath, close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't believe a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Things she said, overheard Somethings wrong inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Once you won't admit it, then you know you're in it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been in love before I've been in love before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The hardest part is when you're in it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been in love beforeI've been in love before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just one touch, just one look A dangerous dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One small word can make me feel Like running away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You can't say you're in it, no, until you reach the limit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in love...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/7341328-110324981099172303?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/110324981099172303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=110324981099172303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/110324981099172303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/110324981099172303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/12/ive-been-inlove-before.html' title='Ive been Inlove Before'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-110178395964372151</id><published>2004-11-29T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:15.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But not Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT NOT TONIGHT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;D.A.N.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;God, it's raining&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I'm not complaining&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's filling me up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With new life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The stars in the sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bring tears to my eyes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They're lighting my way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TonightAnd I haven't felt so aliveIn years&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just for a day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;On a day like today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll get away fromThis constant debauchery&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The wind in my hairMakes me so aware&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How good it is to liveTonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I haven't felt so aliveIn years&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The moonIs shining in the sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reminding meOf so many other nights&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But they're not like tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh God, it's raining&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I'm not containing&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My pleasure at being So wet Here on my own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; All on my own&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How good it feels to be alone Tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; And I haven't felt so alive&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In years The moon Is shining in the sky&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reminding meOf so many other nights&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When my eyes have been so red&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've been mistaken for dead But not tonight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-110178395964372151?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/110178395964372151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=110178395964372151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/110178395964372151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/110178395964372151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/11/but-not-tonight.html' title='But not Tonight'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-109358447946808624</id><published>2004-08-27T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:15.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Year Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TO SEE THE MESSAGE HIGHLIGHT THE FOLLOWING STARTING AFTER THE DOTS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wow im really happy ayt now because 4 years na kmi ni Sherrie lyn Itable Tecson Ulanday... ay wla pa palang ulanday hehe.. haha.. joke lng baby ko! haaay tagal na ntin magkasama no? kelan b wedding ah? hehe joke! ah wow grabe im so happy ayt now! although sinira ng daing na bangus ung date natin sa pancake! grabe talaga sori dun tau naglunchdate... anyways im really happy talaga and I dont know how to express how I feel right now.. Its like... ahh its driving me crazy!! im soooo happy! I think I could reach the stars and give some to you! haaay grabe 4 years 6 years to go wedding na! 4 years?? all in all 1460 days na tau magkasama!! wow naman I think we're really something talaga kagaya ng sinabi ng mga taga pinoypsx! thanks guys! ahh.. ano ba?? wala lang date lang kmi ngaun dito sa walang kamatayang filinvest alabang. kaya un. cge enjoy muna namin ung moments konting loving loving lang muna.. hahah! joke lang! kaya un.. bye bye, happy anniversary she. I love u so much,wish ko sana malampasan pa natin ung mga darating na mga trials.. sana ung mas mahirap naman kasi walang challenge e! hehe! joke! love kita she love na love! more than anything in this world! I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-109358447946808624?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/109358447946808624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=109358447946808624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/109358447946808624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/109358447946808624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/08/4th-year-anniversary.html' title='4th Year Anniversary!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-109273200767410114</id><published>2004-08-17T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:15.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its my Birth Day!</title><content type='html'>Its my Birth Day Its my Birth Day!! Happy Birth Day to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birth day happy birth day! happy birthday to me!..... So far si sherlyn palang nakakaalala sa bday ko.... Im not happy because 18 na ko.... and because nobody cares for me, i like to share but nobody cares for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-109273200767410114?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/109273200767410114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=109273200767410114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/109273200767410114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/109273200767410114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-my-birth-day.html' title='Its my Birth Day!'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-109048922696732473</id><published>2004-07-22T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:15.057-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry2</title><content type='html'>                                It is Like Riding on a Bus &lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                                 by:Dan Aldrin N. Ulanday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;br /&gt;                           As I look outside the window of a bus&lt;br /&gt;                           I feel sadness deep with in myself because&lt;br /&gt;                           I see many things that reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;                           All of our happy memories when we were together,&lt;br /&gt;                           All of the romantic moments that we share, and &lt;br /&gt;                           All of the problems that we have gone trough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Oh, how I wish so much to go back to those times&lt;br /&gt;                           but I know that it can never be fulfilled because&lt;br /&gt;                           It is like riding on a bus, when you look outside &lt;br /&gt;                           the window you can see different places that you&lt;br /&gt;                           wanted to go to but you can never go back because&lt;br /&gt;                           the bus has its own destination and we are just &lt;br /&gt;                           riding on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           I dont usually look outside the window of a bus&lt;br /&gt;                           because it is you who's always at the side of the&lt;br /&gt;                           window, thats why I dont usually look outside the&lt;br /&gt;                           window to see beautiful things, because what is it&lt;br /&gt;                           for if the most beautiful woman is sitting next to&lt;br /&gt;                           the window that surpasses all the beautiful things&lt;br /&gt;                           in this world? I guess I only miss one thing...&lt;br /&gt;                           and that is you my love.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;by: D.A.N. Ulanday&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-109048922696732473?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/109048922696732473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=109048922696732473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/109048922696732473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/109048922696732473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/07/poetry2.html' title='Poetry2'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-108979507861986915</id><published>2004-07-14T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:14.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;                    Waiting in the middle of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;                                 by Dan Aldrin N. Ulanday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        I dont know what to think or what to feel,&lt;br /&gt;                        but all I know is that Im missing you so badly.&lt;br /&gt;                        I just wanted to be with you more &lt;br /&gt;                        because when were apart I feel sad,&lt;br /&gt;                        but if you need to go somewhere else &lt;br /&gt;                        i'll understand, i'll understand because &lt;br /&gt;                        I always do and I never know the time when&lt;br /&gt;                        I did'nt do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        I guess its hard for me seing you from afar&lt;br /&gt;                        smiling happier than ever,&lt;br /&gt;                        I never saw you smiled like that &lt;br /&gt;                        when were together.&lt;br /&gt;                        I wish I could make you smile&lt;br /&gt;                        just the way you smile&lt;br /&gt;                        when I saw you from afar, &lt;br /&gt;                        but I guess it is only a wish&lt;br /&gt;                        that could never come true because&lt;br /&gt;                        I know that two heads are better than one.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                        I miss the times when we built our own world,&lt;br /&gt;                        were in this world it is only you and I who exist.&lt;br /&gt;                        Even now I still wait for you in that world we built,&lt;br /&gt;                        waiting for you to come and never leave again. &lt;br /&gt;                        Till then I will be standing here In the middle of nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;                        hoping to see you smile at me,touch me, &lt;br /&gt;                        hold me with all your heart, &lt;br /&gt;                        kiss me like you did back then, and never let go... &lt;br /&gt;                        Unless I wake up and end this wonderful fairy tale and ended the story.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words of thought by D.A.N. Ulanday&lt;br /&gt;July 14 2004&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-108979507861986915?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/108979507861986915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=108979507861986915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/108979507861986915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/108979507861986915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/07/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-108850480761259405</id><published>2004-06-29T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:14.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have you ever been home alone? well being alone is not that lonely you know, there are many advantages being home alone. As for a guy like me i kinda like being home alone because a a serious type of guy you know. here are the following advantages of Being home alone..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It gives peace to your self, you can have time to think for your future or whats going to happen to your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You can invite your friends and have a little house party and bring the house down. NOTE*Bawal ung mga lalake na taking advantage kagaya ni Leech King* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You can go buttnaked in your place because you're alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You can do whatever you want to do because there is no evil sis around ahhh.. heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You can turn the radio up as loud the radio can and bang your head untill you feel a little headache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You're the one to choose what food you want to eat, because there's nobody around you can also try your cooking skills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You can have a romantic candle lighten dinner with your girlfriend. NOTE*Di ko pa to nagagawa balak palang* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You can call your girlfriend and talk as long as your ear can handle it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You can work out without any disturbance NOTE*walang evil sis na manggugulo sa pagworkout mo* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You can invite your cousins to sleep over NOTE*if you invited them ndi ka makaka2log* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are advantages ofcourse there are disadvantages and here they are.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-IT feels kinda sad and lonely because you're alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It makes you remind of the sad and painful memories because you're alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It makes you cry because when you're alone you think a lot of things and it arouses your emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There will be a time that you'll get bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-You tend to miss your family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-108850480761259405?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/108850480761259405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=108850480761259405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/108850480761259405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/108850480761259405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/06/home-alone.html' title='Home Alone'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-108837770256577379</id><published>2004-06-27T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:14.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 1400th day of our Relationship</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was our 46th month anniversary and also the 14th 100 day of our relationship so al in all sherrie lyn and i have been together for 1400 days!! wow i cant even imagine it, i guess sherrie lyn and i are really something i hope that we can make it for 270000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 days! hehehe.. i hope i can live that long so that i could stay with her for a very long time. well thats enough drama i!! hmm.. we celebrated it in a simple way, i just went to her place and spend the day together by playing Metal Gear, we finished it and i saw sherrie lyn crying i think she took it seriously *hahaaha joke lang lalove* i bought a couple of cd's but its all crap! i bought 3 cd's for a hundred bucks but it sucks because only one cd functioned well and the others... piece of crap! damn!! but its okay because im already happy by just being with her. she baked some pancakes nga pla and its perfect! i played chrono chross to beat that polis police boss that sherrie lyn could'nt beat and when she saw that i destroyed that boss she told me that i deserve a pancake! hehe her dellicious pancakes yum! i just hope i could taste one of those again and again. after playing psone we wathced a movie and the title is My Sassy Girl well its a comedy love story and i was absorbed by it, thats wer i got these hundred days of relationship stuff haha! its a great story but the problem is that it is not an english movie, it is a korean movie i dont know weather it is from north or south korea whats important is that its a korean movie so we have to read the subtitles. but im telling you its a great movie. well thats all for nowgot to go my psok pa ko e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-108837770256577379?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/108837770256577379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=108837770256577379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/108837770256577379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/108837770256577379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/06/1400th-day-of-our-relationship.html' title='The 1400th day of our Relationship'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7341328.post-108806161715415969</id><published>2004-06-23T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:25:14.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful day with she.</title><content type='html'>Obviously i created this web page for my girl friend and i think im going to fill this page with things about her.. *with a matching background music pa.. wonderful tonight haha* well it was the 24th day of jun. the day i recieved my phone bill *syet i exceeded again! lagot ako sa mom ko!!! but its ok because 91 bucks lng nmn ang sobra. well i woke up at 700 am its a lil bit early because 800 am pa alarm ng phone ko. as usual i always wake up at my bed thinking bout my gf *hehe y is it like that? lagi nlng ganun! but its ok love ko kc xa kya cguro ganun* i took a shower and watched tv to refresh my mind. i was waiting for the right time to leave the house, 1000 pa dw darating ung mom ni she kya 1000 ako aalis sa house to get sherlyn's outfit. sadly i arrived at 1200 in mnla and gave the outfit for my girl, hehe ndi pa xa naliligo kya i waited for her in evo cafe *damn its the most coolest computer cafe in the phils!!* we ate lunch at mc donalds. after eating she told me a story about the five people you meet in heaven and veronica decides to die. you know its like heaven whenyou listed to she, i enjoyed every single minute listening to her stories.. i could never ask for more tlga! after eating at mcdo we went to evo cafe w/c is where i typed this or should i say these? how confusing! pwd siguro kung ganito sentence... w/c is where i typed these letters. well g2g i need 2 enjoy this moment with she. c yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7341328-108806161715415969?l=alrich.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/feeds/108806161715415969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7341328&amp;postID=108806161715415969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/108806161715415969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7341328/posts/default/108806161715415969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alrich.blogspot.com/2004/06/beautiful-day-with-she.html' title='A Beautiful day with she.'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085582384332896486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
