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		<title>dark place</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 23:02:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[  I am vulnerable sore,powerless and stupefied. I look at the mirror with a pessimistic sense asking what lies beneath the anguish self. Many thoughts are lurking in my mind timid,restless and in despair. For when I look at my &#8230; <a href="http://tightbunny.wordpress.com/2007/08/22/28/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tightbunny.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1421276&amp;post=28&amp;subd=tightbunny&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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<p><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <img border="0" align="top" width="500" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/26/58999622_bc78720063.jpg?v=0" height="350" /></span></strong></p>
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<p><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I am vulnerable</span><br />
<span class="insertedphoto"></span><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">sore,powerless and stupefied.</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I look at the mirror with a pessimistic sense</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">asking what lies beneath the anguish self.</span></font></strong><strong> </strong><strong><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Many thoughts are lurking in </span></font><span class="insertedphoto"></span><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">my mind</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">timid,restless and in despair.</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For when I look at my disillusioned self</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I see rivers flowing in dark gray waters.</span></font></strong><strong><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Thinking,thinking</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">hesitant, skeptical or misgiving.</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Feeding my powerless thoughts is not easy</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">rage engulfed all over me.</span></font></p>
<p><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I see shadows in black and white</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">grieving,mournful and desolated.</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For when I look at the vanilla turned gray skies</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My heart is truly paralyzed.</span></font></p>
<p><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I seek comfort in my miserable state</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">hesitant as I may be.</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Anxious, pained and tormented</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">in a world full of angst and weariness.</span></font></p>
<p><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">At time when my sadness strikes</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">and emotional turmoil is at large.</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I weep and cry in my two little arms</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">agonizing for a world that&#8217;s tearing apart.</span></font></p>
<p><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I seek comfort in my own refuge</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">for life is woeful and and detestable.</span></font><br />
<font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bitterness, sorrows and tears</span></font><br />
</strong><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">will only come by but won&#8217;t ease the flaming rage.</span></font><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Feeling the fears as it envelops me<br />
empty, distressed and dominated.<br />
Like a lost soul searching for a body<br />
alone,fatigued and restless.</span></font><font size="3"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Oh Why but why?<br />
Why am I so  cold?&#8230;..<br />
Desolated,desperate and tearful<br />
waiting for the fears to fail.</p>
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		<title>How to Keep a Guy in few simple ways&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 13:19:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Some things are better not asked or said and some are better not done. In a snap of a finger we realized we are already having a miscommunication with our mate or simply made him upset or pissed off. I &#8230; <a href="http://tightbunny.wordpress.com/2007/08/17/27/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tightbunny.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1421276&amp;post=27&amp;subd=tightbunny&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left"><font color="#c0c0c0"><font size="+0"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Some things are better not asked or said and some ar</span><span style="color:#663366;" class="insertedphoto"></span><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">e</span></font><span style="color:#663366;" class="insertedphoto"></span><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"> better not done. In a snap of a finger we realized we are </span></font></font><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">already having a miscommunication with our mate or simply made him upset or pissed off. I strongly suggest to follow your own instincts when determining what should be done and what should be not,besides people are different.</span></font><span style="color:#663366;" class="insertedphoto"></span><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></font><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">May you have a long distance relationship or simply seeing the other person next to you, It is essential to know the person y</span></font><span style="color:#663366;" class="insertedphoto"></span><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">ou are dealing with.</span></font><span style="color:#663366;" class="insertedphoto"></span><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"> For me having a long distance relationship was hard at first but as I was able to slowly adapt to it then I realized it  was all understanding and communication. Being worlds apart means having a big deal of trust for each other and communciation is the key. A better learning of the other person is one of the secrets to a lasting relationship. It may be quite early for me to talk about this stuffs but as I look at it, I believe I am doing the right thing with the relationship with my boyfriend. It will all depend with us&#8211;for what you and your hubby could be in the end is the determining factor of how well you are while starting up. The end part of all these is to be happy and satisfied with each other.</span></font><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I sometimes begin to wonder if I am just simply romantic at heart or maybe I am following my Dos and Don&#8217;ts to the extreme. Well I couldn&#8217;t force myself to do something which my heart totally opposed with.</span></font></font><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"> </font><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><font color="#c0c0c0">Here&#8217;s some of what I do and what I avoid doing&#8230;</font></span></font></p>
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<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">A Promise is a Promise</span> &#8212; Never make the man expect that you will do a thing when you said you will and you simply can&#8217;t do it. Even if how kind or understanding a guy can be that he will never forget a promise most especially if it&#8217;s the promise of Love and Fidelity. Small promises can be worked out but beware of the promises that takes a lifetime commitment.The way of escape is very hard remember.</font></font></li>
<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">The TF (<span style="font-style:italic;">Trust and Fidelity</span>)</span> &#8212; Trust could only be obtained fully when you are able to trust yourself as well. Trust and Fidelity goes together in symphony,like a violin and it&#8217;s stick. We cannot impose something on the relationship when we are doing it. This two doesn&#8217;t need to be overly expressed as it is in our instinct to have such attitudes when having a relationship but outside forces are sometimes too strong(temptations) to contend. So the more we put trust and fidelity to the other person, the stronger we are and the more confident we could be in the end.Same with him.</font></font></li>
<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">You Exist baby</span> &#8212; Never miss a chance to write him a text message or even just a little note that would remind him that you always exist and that you are still thinking of him,besides it will make him more confident with you as well. Actions may speak more than words too so why not be the &#8220;caring&#8221; one and cook him his favorite dish or put on a sexy lingerie even if he&#8217;s not expecting it. The power of actions can top up what words may not express.</font></font></li>
<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Rock Baby Rock</span> &#8212; Rock his world and not put the relationship on the rocks. Speak your mind, make him understand how well you are on some stuff and how much improvement you need on other stuffs. Never be afraid to express yourself in the way you want him to understand you. Provoke his mind but don&#8217;t overdo it or push the limits and hung on the cliff,in the end you will suffer. So make it up with him when he wanted your presence or let him go with his gal-pals on fridays as he needs to breathe as well. In the end, he&#8217;ll feel that you are just not after your happiness but his happiness as well. Remember that he is still a  guy and your a girl. Of course never fail to check on one of his friends what did they really do on that night-out but never make give him the idea that you are nosing around.</font></font></li>
<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Make-up,Make-up</span> &#8212; I am not referring to putting cosmetics to get his attention rather making up for the lost moment together or the absence. He is a man but he is human as well,needy of our presence as well. Sometimes on our busy schedules we forget to do something and missed a lunch with him or take the kids from school or just small things like making him feel wanted through a simple text message or a call so we should make-up on it. Never make it more obvious as well, look cool and don&#8217;t be suggestive. If He&#8217;s sensitive enough then he&#8217;ll know you re making it up for the missed chance of being with him or if he&#8217;s totally clueless then break the glass and tell him you are doing it for a purpose. There will always be a room for trying and relationships are all trying anyway.</font></font></li>
<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Praise Thy Man</span> &#8211;In praising him and his latest achievement,don&#8217;t overdo it as it might sound to him that you don&#8217;t really meant the praises and will leave him thinking. Tell him how happy you are for his promotion and that you re very proud of him and that he totally deserves it for his hard word than reminding him of buying you a new jewelry since he&#8217;ll be having bonus or having salary increase. Don&#8217;t spoil the fun rather put more wood on the bonfire. Make him feel that you truly care for his career as well or his looks. In fact, whether we admit it or not that if we feel good with someone then we certainly sees him or her that he&#8217;s the most handsome guy in this planet. A little of these things wouldn&#8217;t hurt besides it&#8217;s what keeps a man in good vibes with himself when he thinks other people sees something good in him as well.</font></font></li>
<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Jealousy Issues&#8211;  </span>It&#8217;s a normal thing to be jealous most especially if you have a man as handsome as Josh Hartnett or Brad Pitt but however goodlooking he is is that we should give him time to explain things over and not just nag on him and decide to end it all up. Jealousy could also be with his time and efforts but everything under the sun are reasonable and can be talked out.<br />
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<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">A <span style="font-style:italic;">&#8220;NO&#8221;</span></span> &#8212; If he says &#8220;NO&#8221; when you are asking to do a shopping or he says &#8220;NO&#8221; over a gimmick with your girlfriends then it means something to him. For sure he would understand that a woman needs her time as well but you should realize that he&#8217;s more willing to spend time with you than be with his  friends or he might just like to make good use of time,money and effort so he&#8217;s certain that he&#8217;s &#8220;NO&#8221; should be followed. Who knows you would both decide to join his or your friends.<br />
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<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">The <span style="font-style:italic;">&#8220;KISS&#8221;</span></span> &#8212; Whether done virtually through text message or chat or doing it in person,the morning and night kiss still counts alot. Sometimes we forget that just because we just did the deed then just go close the eyes&#8211;see..there&#8217;s no connection in there. It may sound corny and awkward but the kiss would remind you both that you still exist in both of your worlds. So Kiss Kiss Kiss..</font></font></li>
<li><font size="3"><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Blow His Mind &#8212; </span>Well&#8230;give him a satisfying sex and he&#8217;ll be praising you as well&#8230;giggles.<br />
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<p><font size="3" color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I am certain that the list goes on and on but surely we all have our own points to ponder upon. I am sure I am not doing all these stuffs perfectly but being perfect in a relationship is not what I am trying to achieve. I want to be the queen of his world and I want to feel that way so what more can I say?</span></font></p>
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		<title>Women&#8217;s Little Idea of Happiness</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 08:10:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Women, as described by men is the weaker sex.Their best role to have in life is to be a mother&#8211;have kid(s) and be the best of what she can be as a wife. Some women choose to be alone and &#8230; <a href="http://tightbunny.wordpress.com/2007/08/06/womens-little-idea-of-happiness/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tightbunny.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1421276&amp;post=25&amp;subd=tightbunny&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#c0c0c0"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Women</span>, as described by men is the weaker sex.Their best role to have in life is to be a mother&#8211;have kid(s) and be the best of what she can be as a wife. Some women choose to be alone and live a solitary way of life&#8211;whatever reason she has in mind. The Ratio of women to men is 20 to 15.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Women is the struggling sex. No wonder why more women is working so hard to be someone in their chosen fields and be on the top. In a world dominated by men, women has to extend more efforts to belong and if she happened to be on the peak, she&#8217;s referred by men as a &#8220;<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">Bitch</span>&#8220;.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Women are naturally soft but because of the many experiences of discrimination may it be on their workplaces,school or community they put on a hard shell.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Women however strong,fierce or successful they can be,still has soft part in them and you might wonder that however complexly they are&#8211;can still smile after a long day.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Here&#8217;s few reasons</span>:</span><br /></font></p>
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<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">We love men/boys </span>- however annoyed we are at our male boss or male officemates we always love to go home and see the men in our lives,may it be our dad,brother,hubby or our baby boy.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">We love to be considered &#8220;<span style="font-style:italic;">fragile</span>&#8220;</span> &#8211; if only they can put a tape with &#8220;Fragile,Please handle with Care&#8221; mark on our bodies then men will really know we are.We love it when men carry things for us.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">We feel secured with &#8220;<span style="font-style:italic;">three</span>&#8221; words a day</span> &#8211; emotional as women can be, we just get so contented hearing the &#8220;three&#8221; words a day may it be I Love You, I miss you,take care Always or any other &#8220;three&#8221; words you may think of (not just from men but also from women friends and family).</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">We love babies</span> &#8211; whether one likes to have baby or not,the thought of it is cute and feels more secured knowing we can have one(if preferred).</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">We giggles at very small stuffs</span> &#8211; whether we do it showingly or not,we can&#8217;t help but giggle even on small things that makes our hearts jump.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">We love our man to smell good always</span> &#8211; see hygiene and physical cleanliness(in the dictionary). It doesn&#8217;t necessarily mean putting perfume,in fact a man&#8217;s natural smell is really comforting(it works for me..hehe).</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">We love Shopping</span> &#8211; it should have topped my list but it&#8217;s not new to women anymore. Shopping is very comforting and very therapeutic.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">We appreciate the <span style="font-style:italic;">&#8220;post-it(s)&#8221;</span></span> &#8211; whether left in the door of the Fridge or in the table top,we love to be reminded of that dinner with a new guy 2 weeks ago(giggles).</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">A little flattery is all we need</span> -who wouldn&#8217;t love compliments?..but we&#8217;d rather hear the truth and work on it than makes us believe that we are if we aren&#8217;t.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Men&#8217;s initiative </span>- it does makes our hearts giggle as well if the guy has the will and initiative to do an action even without being told i.e. buy us our favorite goodies on the way to our place or simply surprise us with that scarf we&#8217;ve been wanting to buy.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Take thy hand</span> &#8211; a simple yet very reassuring gesture of a man to hold our hands whether we are in the mall or just simply watching TV at home.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">The &#8220;<span style="font-style:italic;">friends</span>&#8220;</span> &#8211; when men are more flexible and can handle our set of friends without judging their own personal lives and works( a little comment will be a good topic for conversation as well,hehe).</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">The &#8220;<span style="font-style:italic;">family</span>&#8221; </span>- when they at least try to know how&#8217;s that talk with your mom was or just simply knowing he is accepting you and your family as his own as well.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">The <span style="font-style:italic;">&#8220;Date</span>&#8221; </span>- taking the woman out on the weekends whether to the mall,movies or a simple dinner means he still love to show you around and be comfortable that he is not hiding anything or afraid to bump in some flings in the mall.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">The &#8220;<span style="font-style:italic;">Left</span>&#8220;</span> &#8211; sure I sleep on the right sometimes but that&#8217;s because I am alone in bed but with my hubby,sleeping on the left side is not an issue as we both like it in that arrangement and taking the left side means we are putting words on his left ear,which has a connecting veins to the heart and he&#8217;s likely taking your words positively.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">The &#8220;<span style="font-style:italic;">Ex</span>&#8220;</span> -we like to tease our men of his exes but never wanting to know their details&#8230;please don&#8217;t divulge your dirty little secrets.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Wash Baby Wash</span> &#8211; either washing our clothes or washing us when we are sick or not feeling well is so much appreciated&#8211;again,without being told.</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Seat Cover Pls..</span> &#8211; we are aware men stands when they pee but can&#8217;t you take that seat cover up?</font></li>
<li><font size="3"><span style="font-weight:bold;">How about &#8220;<span style="font-style:italic;">ME</span>&#8220;?</span> &#8211; guys should know that we want to be pleased sexually as well so never think of yourselves alone,give us the pleasure we deserve.<br />
</font></li>
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<p><font size="3"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Okay&#8230;the list goes on and on. Isn&#8217;t it good to know that women however complexly we are that we still acknowledge and appreciate even the very little things our men do for us?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Men may call us bitch because of trying so hard to&#8221; belong&#8221;  but the end part of it is that we don&#8217;t just want to be acknowledged as another sex rather we want to be treated like how you guys treat yourselves. We are not possessions instead we are an asset,valuable by any means. Isn&#8217;t it the reason why our men give us a  diamond ring on our engagements or wedding day?<span style="font-weight:bold;font-style:italic;">&#8230;because like diamonds,we are rare,we shine and live on forever.</span></span></font></p>
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		<title>When does a Boy becomes A Man?</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Aug 2007 04:19:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We often wonder why men act like they doesn&#8217;t know what they&#8217;re doing, and oftentimes we call them names such as immature,childish or just purely naive. It is a fact of life that a man started out as a boy &#8230; <a href="http://tightbunny.wordpress.com/2007/08/02/when-does-a-boy-becomes-a-man/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=tightbunny.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1421276&amp;post=24&amp;subd=tightbunny&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left"><font size="3">We often wonder why men act like they doesn&#8217;t know what they&#8217;re doing, and oftentimes we call them names such as immature,childish or just purely naive. It is a fact of life that a man started out as a boy and finally reached his manhood through the development of his maturity, intellect and his physical being. Can we really say that when a boy matures that he is a MAN already?</font></p>
<p><font size="3">A MAN is someone that we always associate with the image of our father(daddy,dad,papa,tatay or however you call the man who gave you life). A father stands for his family, he shows great love with the way he tries his best to support his family with good life. He makes love with your mom and sometimes with other women.</font><font size="3"> </font><font size="3"></p>
<p align="left">OOOOps&#8230;.</p>
<p align="left">Busted. Sometimes a man tends to go beyond himself and be a boy again. Human as he is, he can be very susceptible to temptations and can definitely do an action that they might often consider a one-night thing but eventually becoming a habit. He wants to escape but the powerful spell casted upon him was venomous enough for him to be able to go out from the bondage he&#8217;s got into.</p>
<p align="left">He walks home(sure they do drive their car or ride a cab&#8211;to be more safe) with hands a little bit shakey. His mind is full of many thoughts of what happened and next to it is the image of a woman,olden by time&#8211;lying in bed alone. A good amount of guilt got through him.Now he depicts some trouble inside him,he want to stop it but the thoughts are already lurking on his mind.Now pictures of his children on one of those outings two years ago-the fun,the laughters,and how much he love them.He continued his walk until he reached home. Good thing the visions of a woman in bed was right and he still has a home to call.</p>
<p><font size="3">A man sometimes chose to remain a boy and stand in the way of growing up and become a man. A boy is playful, tends to be more lax and always free to do the things he wanted. A boy who suppresses growth in order to be a man is someone who is afraid to commit himself with life&#8217;s biggest responsibilities. He is the man who&#8217;s more unaware of what is happening outside his world because all he ever think of is himself and his own happiness.He chooses to stay as a boy to make an excuse of himself to the greater number of responsibilities as a man.I don&#8217;t want to overemphasize a boy&#8217;s reluctance to be a man when some men are good enough to accept the challenge.Real men are the ones who cry on the funeral of a loved one,who weeps when the relationship with the girlfriend turns sour and who sobs on her mother&#8217;s shoulder when everything turned gray.Real men whether we admit it or not do cry;he&#8217;s willing to show his emotions and be a real person in the eyes of many.It&#8217;s quite unimaginable when a man lefts his home(a wife,one or two kids or more) for another woman or just simply because he can&#8217;t just support his family anymore;why can&#8217;t he work two jobs like others and still be happy at the end of the day for such a fulfilling job or talk things out with the girl and let her have a career.Sometimes men turn things down without analyzing the many possibilities and underlying circumstances of his decisions.</font></p>
<p></font><font size="3">I don&#8217;t give a hasty generalization over men but as I try to understand why our boyfriends go out of their way and let their childish minds run over them whenever we have little misunderstanding is a simple manifestation of a need to grow up. The little boy inside a man is his alter-ego and it has a voice opposites the image of a cherubic face of a little boy. Growing is a self-help process wherein we acquire knowledge through learning and learning is best achieved through our experiences. The very little experiences that we have will teach a boy and eventually make him understand that he needs to grow up.</font><font size="3"> </font><font size="3"></p>
<p align="left">I often wonder when will a boy  be a MAN?</p>
<p align="left">I need answers. I need good thoughts.</p>
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<p>CEBU, Philippines</p>
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		<title>Cheap and Chic&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 08:59:54 +0000</pubDate>
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<p align="left"><em><strong>Saturday</strong></em> usually starts with coffee and ends in booze.</p>
<p><strong>5PM at Starbucks</strong> (.<em>.where all I saw was falling stars</em>)</p>
<p>A set of ladies caught my attention, not because they are impeccably pretty but they we&#8217;re wearing same colored shirts. NOW&#8230;It is not my attitude staring at people,esp. set of girls who could probably have the beauty that will pass for local slutty-looking glossy magazine but would never be on Cosmopolitan.</p>
<p>PINK could be the new black as they label it( <em>after Dolores Umbridge sported a whole set of Pink wardrobes in Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix</em>). She can carry it all as it was her character but seeing a group of 18 or 19 yr-old ladies who probably label themselves as Fashionista(?) in pink blouse and other pink little stuffs over their bodies I felt like I could actually throw away the ABJF(<em>Apple Berry Juice Freeze</em>) that I just ordered. Such a scene to abhor and a totally fashion embarassment&#8211;it was too Harajuku in the worst scenario. I just cant forsake my own fashion principles for such a battle of ridiculous words lurking in my mind. Everybody has the right to express themselves on what they wear or what oraments they put in their bodies and I know it is not my business after all but it was something I cannot tolerate( not that I can do anything to stop them)but I just can&#8217;t understand why such pretty faces could look totally ridiculous.</p>
<p>F1(<em>a self-confessed rich and proven fashionista</em>) asked me why I kept staring on the Cheerleaders(<em>as she call the Pink girls</em>). I just raised my Jackie O sunglasses to my head, smiled and never said a word. In the Chic world, one would try to get people&#8217;s attention but ended up with good comments and praises. I know I am not 18 and someday they will realize how ridiculous this fashion trend they were sporting was. To appease my angry fashion persona, I just took a simultaneous sip of my ABJF.</p>
<p><strong>7PM at Cafe de Rosa</strong> (<em>..where the faux LV Speedy 25 was cross-examined</em>)</p>
<p>The dim lighting fixtures of the well-designed Cafe de rosa makes my white Armani shirt a bit yellowish but made my post-summer tan more pale. F1 called for a reservation at the posh 1970-inspired Spanish restaurant for a table for 4.</p>
<p>I wondered who was coming over to join us. The thought of the Pink ladies was still in my mind and I feel like laughing but decided not to discuss or drop a word about it. Waiting for the socialite(?) F2 felt like hell, so I decided to take our orders and F1(<em>who looked sour from waiting the socialite F2</em>) took her Chanel Coco Cabas bag and dialled F2&#8242;s mobile using her gold Nokia8800. I am not intimated with F1&#8242;s high-fashion persona except when she asks me if I have the same stuffs which I obviously don&#8217;t have and takes another season to be able to get it on discount. As we are finishing the last meal and laughing over a mediore movie we watched few years ago the socialite F2 called to announce her arrival in 2 minutes as she was still looking where she can park her vintage red car. The next moment was obviously funny because the socialite F2 was totally starstrucked with self-confessed rich girl F1. I was all smile and just a mere expectator to my two friends(?). F2 started blurting out her possessions of the New fendi bags and the LV Love which I haven&#8217;t seen a real one yet except on Scarlett Johansson&#8217;s ad for louis Vuitton.</p>
<p>I had my second glass of frozen Margarita when F2 told me that F1&#8242;s(<em>who was in the restroom</em>) Chanel bag was fake(<em>she called have called it a &#8216;replica&#8217;</em>). I didn&#8217;t comment for it&#8217;s not my nature to mind other people&#8217;s things esp. if I am aware that the person can buy real nice and expensive stuffs. On her brazen attempt to decry F1&#8242;s Chanel bag, she tried to check it and F1 arrived in time and just laughed. F1 obviously felt confounded by the manner, took F2&#8242;s Speedy 25LV and finally said her last words.</p>
<p><em><strong>Sunday</strong></em>&#8230;when I usually take a morning in bed.</p>
<p>Fresh from the past night&#8217;s event, I laughed at myself at how ridiculous people can be at times. After the dinner F1 asked me to give her some company and went to XADU Bar(..<em>.where the well-heeled college girls and yuppies meet</em>). F2 freaked out by what F1 said and directly took her fake LV(<em>as F1 knew what&#8217;s fake and what&#8217;s not and which my instincts were telling me</em>) and just head to the front door while the onlookers on the nearby tables were obviousy making a laugh of the scene. I was astounded at how F1 handled the situation without making herself less, some people noticed and I know it was a very brave maneuver. I was just in my seat( <em>a mere expectator</em>) looking at the almost teary-eyed F2. A touch of guilt got through my spine but everyone needs to learn their lessons.</p>
<p>I just closed my eyes and thought of my LV Speedy 35(<em>which my Ex</em>) have given me 2 years ago, I am certain it wasn&#8217;t a faux pas for if it was a mere imitation then I am sure(<em>without a doubt</em>) that the fashion police in France(2005) would have taken me to jail.</p>
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		<title>Coming Out&#8230;(of my shell)</title>
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<p><strong>When Chic happens&#8230;</strong></p>
<p>When Chic happens&#8230;they usually occur with substantial heap of audacious,vogue and high class atmosphere where eating your words out (word-vomit) is the only option.</p>
<p><strong>Breaking the Shell&#8230; </strong></p>
<p>Coming out in public with this new blog is a such a new world for me. Something is always behind a determination to do a particular task. I am not certain what is pushing me through but the love of writing and expressing my ideas in such a manner have given me the drive to partake a bit if not a piece of my not-so-ordinary world.</p>
<p><strong>The world of sluts&#8230;</strong></p>
<p>In the chaotic world outside, only the brave and fearless survives but in the Chic world, only the well-heeled-high-fashion-sluts make it ( sluts not in literal meaning). A hasty generalization and such a sad reality but escaping from it could only mean one thing&#8211;hiding in the closet. It is about time that we should come out of our own shells and realize that the real world is such a meanie place full of lies and discrimination. I may appear satirical but I don&#8217;t hate life for one, I,myself is a good believer of life and the many patterns we follow just to be called one.</p>
<p><strong>En femme. <em>Le Chic&#8230;</em></strong></p>
<p>To makeunder oneself is totally a big no no to the En femme world. We either exaggerate or make ourselves whole. A chic can&#8217;t deny her love for covert culture and the loads of high-fashion ideas lurking on the roots of her bleached blonde hair. I am not categorizing out people according to how they dress up but the common sense of being called a &#8220;chic&#8221; is more than the thought itself. Le Chic moments comes out naturally when one needs it. The word doesn&#8217;t only apply to Chanel-clad women and well-heeled society of sluts but it could also be YOU (maybe when you try to at least go beyond what you usually wear for work and night-out afterwards). When we make chic happens, En femme comes out within us.<br />
<strong>When the Chic started&#8230;.</strong></p>
<p>I am a self-confessed En femme. A shoe-paholic by any standard and a high-fashion slut(again,not the literal meaning). I make things happen by my boundless imagination and the determination to move on through life however tough it is. I personifies the modern Chic who would make a way with life to be called one. As my Journey through Chic life starts&#8211;I am inviting you to join me. If you happen to see me in my LBD and Loubotin shoes, just blink in the eye and never say a word.</p>
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