<?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-7871514930287481464</id><updated>2011-12-20T03:48:28.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream Begins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-5089236694105660370</id><published>2011-12-20T03:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T03:48:28.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am A Fan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DC6gX-cqrIg/TvB2AhUkDlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/b74a8Cbr12c/s1600/jandy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DC6gX-cqrIg/TvB2AhUkDlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/b74a8Cbr12c/s320/jandy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688176080685633106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako si Mae Bautista at ako ay 20 years old. Nakatira sa Makati City. Fan na fan ako ni Papa Xi. Nagsisimula pa lang siya sa shiowbiz fan na niya ako at member ako ng fans club niya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madaming nagtatanong sa akin kung bakit ako fan na ni Papa Xi at simple lang ang sagot ko, gwapo, talented at sobrang bait sa mga fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang gabi, magka-chat kami ni Mitch na fan din ni Papa Xi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Hi Mae! Taga Makati ka diba?&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Oo. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: May photo shoot bukas si Papa Xi dyan para sa clothing line na in-endorse niya. Gusto mong sumama?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Magpapalaam muna ako kay Mama ko Mitch. Sana payagan ako… Brb, magpaalam muna ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpaalam ako kay Mama. Salamat at pinayagan naman ako. Napatalon ako sa tuwa at sobrang excited na ako bukas para ma-meet si Papa Xi ng personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkapaalam ko kay Mama, pumunta agad ako sa kwarto at chinat ko agad s Mitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Mitch, pinayagan ako ni Mama.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Wow naman talaga. See you tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: Excited na nga ako eh. &lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Kami nga din. Biruin mo ang tagal mo ng member ng fans club tapos ngayon mo lang makikita si Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt; Ako: Oo nga 3 years na akong fan nya. Excited na talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Alam mo ba mas may excited na makita ka. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: Talaga? Sino siya? &lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Basta member din siya. Sige offline na ako,gabi na.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sige. See you tomorrow na lang.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Alam mo na kung saan ka pupunta bukas?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Oo, nabasa ko na yung address sa group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong natapos kami mag-chat ni Mitch, natulog agad ako. Kinabukasan, nagising ako ng 11am na.  Buti 2pm ang lakad ko. Dali-dali akong tumayo sa higaan at naghanda ng pagkain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang kumakain ay kinausap ako ni Mama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Tanghali ka ng gumising ngayon, hindi ka naman ganyan dati.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Opo nga, tanghali na. Hindi po ako masyado nakatulog.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Excited na makita si Papa Xi?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Opo. Hindi ko po alam kung anong gagawin kung makita ko na po siya. Titili po ba ako, yayakapin ko ba siya o hahalikan? &lt;br /&gt;Mama: Nakakatuwa ka talaga Anak ko! Basta’t mag-enjoy ka lang mamaya. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: Samat po talaga sa pagpayag. Hindi pala ako nagpaalam kay Papa. Nasabi mo po ba?&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Oo pero mag-text ka na din. At sabi din niya sa akin huwag kang papagabi.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sige po, mamaya ite-text ko siya. Uuwi din naman po ako ng maaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12pm na, nakapaligo na ako at nakaayos na ako. Nagpaalam na ako kay Mama at nag-commute na ako papuntang photo shoot ni Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm: Sa wakas nakarating na ako sa photo shoot. Nakailang beses din akong naligaw dahil sobrang hirap pala hanapin ng lugar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong pagkadating ko sa photo shoot, may  lumapit sa akin na lalaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me! Are you Mae Bautista?”&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Oo ako si Mae.&lt;br /&gt;“By the way I am John. “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si John pala yun. Ang laging nag-aaya sa akin na magpunta sa mga tapings at mall show ni Papa Xi. May itsura si John, maputi, mas matangkad sa akin ng kaunti at maganda manamit at kung unang tingin ay pwede na maging model.&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Nice to meet you John.  Nasaan nga pala sila Mitch?&lt;br /&gt;John:  Nasa rest room sila Mitch at Gia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nagkwekwentuhan kami ni John, dumadating na sila Gia at Mitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gia &amp; Mitch: Uy! Mukhang naka-score na si John.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Gia, Mitch, ano ang ibig sabihin ninyo?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Joke lang yun. Hehehe. Nice to meet you Mae.&lt;br /&gt;Gia:  Mae, nice to meet you.  Totoo pala ang picture mo sa fb. Maganda ka pala talaga. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: Nakakahiya naman. talaga maganda ako?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Oo kaya, tanong mo pa kay John.&lt;br /&gt;John: Oo naman maganda lahat kayo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nagkwekwentuhan kami at habang hinihintay namin si Papa Xi, niloloko nila Gia at Mitch si John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gia: John, aminin mo na, kanina mo pa hinihintay si Mae.&lt;br /&gt;John: Hindi naman. kanina pa kayo ni Mitch ah.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Nakakatawa kayong tatlo. Ganya ba talaga kayo?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Oo naman. Habang naghihintay kami kapag may lakad. Pero crush ka talaga ni John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:45pm: Habang nagkukulitan kaming apat at habang nagbla-blush si John, dumating na si Papa Xi. Naka-color blue na polo shirt, matangkad, sobrang gwapo at sobrang  kinis ng kanyang balat. Pagkadating pa lang, kinumusta agad niya sila Mitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinakilala ako ni Mitch kay Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Papa Xi, this is Mae. Matagal na siyang member pero ngayon lang siya nakapunta.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Mae, nice to meet you. Matagal ka na palang member. Bakit ngayon lang kita na-meet?&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Ngayon lang ako pinayagan ng parents ko at busy din ako sa studies ko. &lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi:  Thank you sa support. Are you still studying?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Tapos na ako. I am a Masscommunication graduate.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: That’s good. Malay mo makapagtrabaho ka sa ABS.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sana nga po. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinawag na si Papa Xi at start na ng photo shoot niya. Sobrang  gaan kausap at parang sobrang bait. Then after ng photo shoot nakipagkwentuhan uli siya sa amin.  Tapos nagpa-picture kaming apat kay Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;5pm: Uwian na. Manlilibre si Xian sa isang restaurant. Kaya lang hindi na ako sumama dahil nag-text na si Mama. Kaya nagpaalam na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Guys, hindi na ako makakasama sa restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Nag-text na si Mama, pinapauwi na ako.&lt;br /&gt;Gia: Sayang naman.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sige aalis na ako. Papa Xi, nice meeting you. I have to go.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Sige. Ingat ka. Sana hindi ito ang last sa pagbisita mo sa akin. &lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Hindi ito ang last. Promise… Bye na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis na ako, then pagkadating ko sa bahay  tinanong agad ako ni Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Kumusta ang lakad mo? Enjoy ba?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ok lang  naman po. Sobrang saya po. Ganun pala ang feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Ano ang feeling?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Parang in love ka. At parang nasa alapaap.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Nakakatawa ka. Hindi ka pa nga na-iin love.&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Mama,,..pakita ko na lang po sa iyo ang mga picture namin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang tinitignan ni Mama ang mga pictures sa camera, kitang kita ko sa mukha niya na tuwang tuwa siya para sa akin. Alam niya kasi na masaya ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Ang gwapo nga ni Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sobrang gwapo  po at ang kinis ng mukha. Grabee!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mama:  Mukhang mababait din ang mga kasama mo. Tama ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Opo, mabait po sila. Nakakatawa nga po sila Gia at Mitch. Sobrang saya po kasama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ko makipag-usap kay Mama, nag-upload na ako ng mga pictures sa fb.  Ang dami nag-like at comment na friends ko. Tapos nakipag-chat ako agad kila Mitch, Gia at John. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two weeks, may nakapost sa fb group na fans club ni  Papa Xi, may schedule ang co-members ko na pupunta sa taping ni Papa Xi. Pinapayagan naman ako nila Mama at Papa. At lagi na ako sumasama sa taping, guessting at mall shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobra saya.. lagi ako nag-eenjoy kapag kasama sila Mitch, John at Gia at iba pang members.. sobrang  bait din ng mga handlers ni Papa Xi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw, pagkagaling sa taping ni Papa Xi, noong  hating gabi na, binuksan ko ang fb ko at nagulat ako sa nag-friend request sa akin… Si Papa Xi in-add ako sakto pagka-accept ko ay online pa din siya. Nagchat kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Hello Papa Xi!&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Hello Mae.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Kumusta na?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Ok lang naman. Heto nandito na sa bahay after ng work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natigil ako at napaisip, inisip ko kung si Papa Xi ba ito o poser. Kinakabahan ako baka hindi talaga ito si Papa Xi. Tinanong ko si Mitch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Mitch, may friend request ka ba galing kay Papa Xi?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Oo. Friend ko na siya ngayon. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: In-add niya din ako. Siya kaya yun?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Oo, siya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Papa Xi nga iyon at nawala ang kaba ko. Pagkatapos namin magchat ni Mitch, nagchat uli kami ni Papa Xi. Sobrang bait at parang hindi niya ako fan lang, tinatrato niya din ako na kaibigan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko ayon ang first &amp; last chat namin pero mali ako.  Lagi kaming nagkaka-chat every 11pm.  Minsan nag-a-alarm ako sa cellphone para gumising lang at para mag-chat kami ni Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;11:45PM:  Antok na antok na talaga kakahintay kay Papa Xi. Mag-o-offline na sana ako kaya lang nag-online na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Hi there. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: Hello Xi, kumusta na?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Ok lang naman. Kakadarating lang ng bahay after ng taping.&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Pagod?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Oo, sobra. Pero enjoy naman eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:32am: Nagcha-chat pa kami, madami kaming napagkwentuhan, tungkol sa X  girlfriend niya, sa mga friends, trabaho at hanggang sa mga pick up line niya na sobrang nakakakilig. Nagulat ako biglang tanong niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: May nanliligaw ba sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Wala eh.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Wala ka bang crush sa fans club?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Wala eh. Meron nagpapansin pero mukhang ikaw din ang crush. Joke!&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Balita ko may crush sau si  John. Totoo ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Oo daw, sabi nila Gia at Mitch. Pero ewan ko ba kung totoo.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: pano kung manligaw siya?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Hindi ko pa alam. Wala pa kasi sa isip ko yan. Friends lang naman kami ni John. &lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Ahh.. Ganun ba?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Oo, ayaw ko pa kasing magka-boyfriend. Bakit mo ba ako tinatanong tungkol kay John at sa panliligaw?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Wala lang… nakakatuwa kasi kayo ni John kapag niloloko kayo nila Gia at Mitch.&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Pati ikaw napansin mo yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00am: Nagpaalam si Papa Xi sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Mae, offline na ako. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: sige, magpahinga ka na. pupunta kami sa taping bukas.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Oo nga, araw na araw na kasi ang tapings namin.  Bye…&lt;br /&gt;Offline&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos namin mag-chat ni Papa Xi, natulog agad ako pero hindi ko maalis sa isip ko ang tanong niya na kung may nanliligaw sa akin. May ibig sabihin ba ang tanong na iyon o wala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkagising ko, hinanap ko agad si Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Good morning Mama!&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Good afternoon na Anak! Tanghali na.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Opo nga. Hindi ko namalayan ang oras. Napuyat po kasi ako.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Anong oras ka na ba natulog?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: 1am po. Ka-chat ko po Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Kaya pala , nadadalas yan&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ma, hindi naman po. May tanong nga pala po ako.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Ano yun Anak.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Mma, kapag tinanong ka ban g lalaki na kung sinong nanliligaw sa  iyo, may ibigsabihin ba iyon?&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Dipende kasi iyan eh. Baka gusto ka ng lalaki pero pwede din may nagpapatanong sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Feeling ko may gusto siya sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Eh di abangan mo na lang manligaw. Basta ingatan mo lang an puso mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos kong maglunch, tinext na ako ni Gia kung saan kami magkikita at anong oras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3PM: Umalis na ako sa bahay at nagpunta ako sa taping ni Papa Xi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinakiusapan ko si Mitch. &lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Paki tanong naman si Papa Xi kung anong oras siyang natulog kagabi.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Bakit naman?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ka-chat ko kasi siya kagabi. Medaling araw na nga yun.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Ikaw na talaga, Maaga akong natulog kagabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:15pm: Dumating na sila Papa Xi kasama niya si John. Nagulat kami kung bakit kasama ni Papa Xi si John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinanong ko agad si John.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: John, bakit kasama ka ni Papa Xi?&lt;br /&gt;John: P.A na ako ni Xi. Kailangan ko kasi magtrabaho na. May sakit kasi ang nanay ko.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ang ganda nga ng trabaho mo. Lagi kang kasama ni Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilapitan ko sila Mitch kasama si Papa Xi na nag-uusap.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Mae, mukhang iba ka ngayon. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: Huh? Wala ah. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: You look beautiful at may mukhang  bago sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala akong nasagot kay Papa Xi. Si Mitch na lang ang sumagot.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Nag-make up si Mae ngayon. May pinapagandahan yata.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Ah.. Ganun ba?  Dapat talaga presentable kahit walang pinapagandahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Papa Xi, taping na. Nandyan na si Direct.” Sabi ng stuff sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Sige guys., mamaya na lang uli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos namin makausap si Papa Xi, nag-usap kami ni Mitch habang nanonood ng taping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Grabe ka Mae.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Napansin ka ni Papa Xi at sinabihan ka niya na maganda ka. Ikaw na talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Hindi na nga ako nakapagsalita. Grabe. Sobrang saya ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Sabihan ka ba ng crush mo na maganda ka, ako din kikiligin.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ganun talaga. Iba na kapag  ka-close mo si Papa Xi. Joke!&lt;br /&gt;Mith: May ganun talaga. Sis, ang haba ng hair mo.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Tama na yan. Binobola muna ako. Tinanong mo ba si Papa Xi, kung anong oras na siya kagabi nakatulog?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Oo, kanina habang kinakausap mo si John.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Anong sabi?&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Madaling araw na daw, kasi after ng taping may ka-chat daw siya pagkadating sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Siya nga ang ka-chat ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nawala ang kaba ko sa sinabi ni Mitch dahil may kutob kasi ang ka-chat maaaring hindi si Papa Xi. Buti na lang mali ang kutob ko. &lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Napakasaya ko dahil pinansin ni Papa Xi ang effort ko na mag-make up. Sobrang kinikilig ako kapag naiisip ko na sinabihan niya ako na maganda ako. Parang nasa alapaap ako kapag naiisip ko ang mga magandang alaala na sobrang saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag  nagdarasal ako, lagi kong isinasama na sana kapag magkakaroon ako ng boyfriend na kamukha ni Papa Xi, kasing cute niya at kasing bait niya. Pero minsan dinarasal ko din sa Diyos na si Papa Xi ang maging boyfriend ko. There’s no impossible naman basta nandyan si God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagi kami nag-cha-chat ni Papa Xi at minsan hapon ng lunes, online si Papa Xi sa fb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Hello Mae.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Hello din.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Kumusta na?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ok lang naman. Wala ka ngayong taping?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Oo, wala akong schedule ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Buti naman makakapahinga ka.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Oo nga. Nakakapagod din minsan ang araw-araw na trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:34pm: Sobrang saya ka-chat ni Papa, hindi ko namalayan na ilang oras na kaming magka-chat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Matanong ko lang uli, may nanliligaw ba sa iyo?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Wala. Bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Gusto ko kasi kitang ligawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako makapaniwala sa sinabi ni Papa Xi. Sinagot na yata ang panalangin ko ng Dyos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Nandyan ka pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Oo, nandito pa ako. Pero hindi pa ako makapaniwala sa sinabi mo.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Na ano? Gusto kitang ligawan?&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Oo kasi fan mo lang ako. Parang imposibleng na magustuhan ako ng isang celebrity na katulad mo.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: I mean it. Gusto talaga kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naniwala ako na gusto niya ako. Gusto ko naman talaga si Papa Xi. Lagi kami nag-cha-chat at kahit may taping, sinisingit nya ang makipag-chat sa akin kapag nagpapahinga siya sa set. Nararamdaman ko na importante ako sa kanya kapag isinisingit nya ang oras sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 7, 8am: ginising ako ni Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Anak, gumising ka na. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: Mama, wala naman ako job interview. Kaya ok lang po na matulog pa.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Nakalimutan mo ba birthday mo ngayon. Happy birthday Anak.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Nakalimutan ko birthday ko pala ngayon. Thank you Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May dala-dalang bouquet of flowers. Sobrang ganda at tinignan ko kung sino ang nagpapadala, nakalagay ang pangalan ni Papa Xi. Nakalagay sa card “Happy birthday Mae… Thank you for always making me smile”. Sobrang saya ko at simula pa lang ng araw, binuo na ni Papa ang araw ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12pm: Nag-text si Mitch at niyaya ako sa taping ni Papa Xi. Pumayag naman ako dahil birthday ko naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm: Nandoon na kami taping ni Mitch at nandoon agad sila Papa Xi. Tapos lumapit agad si Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Happy birthday Mae.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Salamat. Salamat din sa gift mo.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Wala yon. Mamaya mag-celebrate tayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm: Pahinga ni Papa Xi sa taping. Nagpaalam siya sa Director kung pwede muna siyang lumabas at pinayagan naman siya ng sandali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Guys, kain muna tayo.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Saan?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Dyan lang. Isang restaurant dito na malapit sa location ng taping. Celebrate natin ang birthday ni Mae.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Thank you Xi. Hindi mo alam kung gaano ako kasaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpunta na  kami sa restaurant at habang hinintay namin ang pagkain, kumanta muna si Papa Xi ng Beautiful In My Eyes na paborito kong kanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Thank you. Ang ganda ng pagkakanta mo. Alam mo ba favorite ko ang song na yon.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Wow. Salamat. Hindi ko alam na favorite mo yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang kumakain kami, may nabanggit si John sa amin. May kakambal daw si Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: Alam ninyo ba na may twin brother si Xi. Na-meet ko na siya.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Hindi nga?&lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Maniwala ako sa iyo John.&lt;br /&gt;John: Tanong nyo pa kay Xi.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Oo, Xander ang name niya. Hindi ko pinapaalam sa inyo dahil ayaw niya.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Bakit ayaw niya?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Ang sabi niya, ayaw niya lang makita sa TV.&lt;br /&gt;Mitch: Magkamukha kayo ni Xander?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Oo, magkamukhang-magkamukha. &lt;br /&gt;Ako:  Ano ang pagkaka-iba ninyo?&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Sa mukha, wala kaming pagkakaiba pero mas matangkad ako sa kanya ng konti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang saya ng birthday ko at kinantahan pa ako ni Papa Xi. By 7:20pm umuuwi na kami ni Mitch. Pagkadating sa bahay, ikiniwento ko ang lahat ang nangyari sa akin sa taping. Buti hindi nagalit sa akin si Mama kahit ginabi na ako pag-uwi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm: Pagkatapos namin kumain ng hapunan nila Mama at Papa, nag-internet na ako. Pagkabukas ko ng fb at nag-message sa akin si Papa Xi. Sabi niya: “Happy birthday again Mae. I love you and I mean it. I want you to be my girlfriend. ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang naguluhan ako sa sinabi niya pero I think I am falling in love him. Wala naman masama kung heto ang nararamdaman ko. Naisipan ko ngayon, did he mean it that he loves me or it’s just a game of love? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buong magdamag tinatanong ko sa sarili ko, “In love na ba ako kay Papa Xi?” Oo in love na ako sa kanya at nararamdaman ko naman na mahal niya ako. Kahit takot ako masaktan, sasagutin ko na siya kapag nag-effort siyang magkita kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan, 12pm na ako nagising. May pinadala na naman si Papa Xi na flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Good afternoon Anak. Tanghali na, ngayon ka pa lang nagising.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Opo nga Mama. May inisip lang ako kagabi kaya 2am na yata ako nakatulog.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Ano ba ang iniisip mo?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Nag-message sa fb kasi si Papa Xi, sabi niya mahal niya ako at gusto niya akong maging girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Anak, mahal mo na ba siya?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Opo, mahal ko na siya. Kaya lang po natatakot ako kapag kami na, mawalan na siya ng oras sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;Mama:  Anak, kung saan ka masaya susuportahan ka namin. Basta alagaan mo lang ang puso mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos kong magtanghalian, tinawagan ako ni John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: Hello Mae, pupuntahan kita dyan.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Huh? Bakit mo ako pupuntahan dito?&lt;br /&gt;John: Susunduin kita kasi kailangan kang kausapin ni Xi.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sige. Anong oras mo ako susunduin?&lt;br /&gt;John: Siguro 3:30pm nandyan na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm: Naligo na ako at nagbihis ako ng maayos. Kinakabahan ako sa mangyayari mamaya. May pakiramdam ako na meron ibang mangyayari. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:20pm: Dumating na si John sa bahay para sunduin ako at mga 4pm nasa isang restaurant ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkadating ko sa restaurant, nakita ko agad si Papa Xi. Nilapitan niya agad ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: I’m really sorry. I don’t mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: What? Why you said sorry? I don’t get it.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Hindi ako ang lagi mong ka-chat at hindi ako ang nanliligaw sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: What? Sino ang tao na may gusto  sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang nag-uusap kami Papa Xi, may lumapit sa amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mae, ako talaga ang ka-chat mo. Ginamit ko lang ang pangalan ni Xi dahil noong college pa tayo, hindi mo ako pinapansin.” Sabi ng isang lalaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkalingon ko sa nagsasalita, nakita ko ang lalaking kamukhang-kamukha ni Papa Xi. Siya pala si Xander, ang kakambal ni Papa Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Xander, ikaw pala ang kakambal ni Xi. Bakit mo ginawa sa akin yon?&lt;br /&gt;Xander: I’m sorry Mae. Hindi ko sinasadya. Noong una, gusto ko lang ikaw maging kaibigan pero...&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Pero? Ano? Na-in love ka na sa akin? Ayun ba ang sasabihin mo? (sabat ko kay Xander. Galit na galit ako sa kanya.)&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Oo ganun nga. Sana huwag ka ng magalit sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sana hindi ako magalit? Heto na nga, nagagalit na ako. At hindi mo alam kung gaano ako nasasaktan.&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Hanggang galit ka, hindi ako titigil sa pag-sorry sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sa tingin mo mapapawad kita? Dalawang tao ang niloko mo. Ako at ang kapatid mo. Manloloko ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis na ako, kahit hinabol pa ako ni Xander. Gulong-gulo ang utak ko at hindi ko na alam kung sino ang laman ng puso ko,  si Papa ba na lagi kong nakikita at nakakasama pero panandalian lang o si Xander na nagbigay sa akin ng oras at nagsabi na mahal niya pero ginamit niya ang pangalan ng kapatid niya at niloko ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang tumatakbo ako palayo kay Xander, hindi ko alam na may malapit na taxi… Mabubunggo na ako…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abangan kung ano ang mangayayari Mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander’s Point of View:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako si Xander, 22 years old at kambal ng isang artista nilang Papa Xi. Simpleng tao at gusto ko lang ng simpleng buhay. Accountancy Graduate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong 4th year collage pa lang ako, meron akong crush na 3rd year mascom student. Sobrang ganda, matangkad at matalino. Mae Bautista ang pangalan. Kaya lang hindi ko siya malapitan dahil madaming nagkkakagusto sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang payat ko noon, puro tagyawat at tiyak hindi ako mapapansin ni Mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, noong sumali ako sa basket ball. Practice namin at nagkataon nandoon si Mae. Kausap niya ang kaklase ko, so lumapit ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipinakilala ako ng kaklase ko na si Andy kay Mae.&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Mae, si Xander. Classmate ko siya.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Hi Mae, nice to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;Mae: Hello Xander, nice to meet you too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Xander and Andy, practice na.” Tinawag na kami ni coach. Saying at hindi ko nahingi ang number ni Mae. Mas maganda si Mae malapitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko na sinabi na kakambal ko si Xi sa kanya dahil konti lang naman ang nakakaalam na may kakambla ako. Baka lang kunin lang akong artista kapag madami ng nakakaalam na kakambal ko si Xi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, may kiniwento sa akin Xi na may magandang babae na pumunta sa taping at nabanggit niya si Mae Bautista ang babae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Ah.. May kilala akong Mae Bautista noong college. Masscom grad ba?&lt;br /&gt;Xi: Oo. Diba may crush  ka doon?&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Oo, kung si Mae Bautista nga na kilala ko, pwedeng bang huwag mo siya ligawan.&lt;br /&gt;Xi: Sige ba. Alam ko naman na crush mo pa noon yon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinanap ko ang picture ni Mae sa wallet ko at pinakita ko kay Xi.. Sabi niya Oo nga siya ang fan ko na laging nagpupunta sa taping..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, sini-search ko sa fb si Mae. Nakita ko nga siya at nalaman ko na fan siya ni Xi. Ang profile picture ay kasama si Xi.  Nagselos ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, naisip kong i-add si Mae pero naisip ko na mag-iba ng account at gamitin ko ang pangalan ni Xi. Pinag-isipan ko ito mabuti balak kong sabihin agad ang totoo na hindi ako si Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In-add ko na nga si Mae sa bagong fb account ko.  Noong una nahirapan ako at hindi siya naniwala ako si Xi. Pero naniwala naman siya. Ang sarap niyang kausap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 months, nahuhulog na ang loob ko kay Mae kahit alam kong niloloko ko lang  ang sarili ko at alam ko si Xi ang gusto niya. Gusto ko ng aminin sa kanya ang totoo na ako si Xander at hindi si Papa Xi niya. Kaya lang natatakot ako na magalit siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong birthday niya, nag-message ako sa fb sinabi ko na mahal ko siya.  Pero nakita ako ni Xi na mine-message ko si Mae na gamit ko ang pangalan niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xi: Xander, gaano mo na katagal ginagamit mo ang pangalan ko sa fb?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: 2 months na.&lt;br /&gt;Xi: Ilang babae ang china-chat mo?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Isa lang. Si Mae lang.&lt;br /&gt;Xi: Bukas aminin mo na yan kay Mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na ako nakasagot kay Xi. Takot na takot akong umamin kay Mae na hindi  ako si Xi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan, nagpunta ako kay Mae sinabi ko na ako ang kachat niya at hindi si Xi. Galit na galit siya sa akin at noong umalis na siya hinabol ko si Mae. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit na siyang madumugan ng taxi pero tinulak ko siya palayo sa taxi. Wala na ako pakialam kung ako ang madugan basta ma-save ko lang ang mahal ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Xander’s point of view. ‘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong tumakbo ako palayo kay Xander, hindi ko namalayan na may palapit sa akin na taxi. Naramdaman ko na lang na itinulak ako ni Xander palayo sa taxi. Nakita ko ng bulagta at sugatan si Xander malapit sa taxi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinala namin si Xander sa hospital, sobrang kabado ako para sa kanya kahit sinaktan niya ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinausap ako ni Papa Xi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Mae, bakit nandito ka pa? Sinaktan ka na niya, nandito ka pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Hindi ko na iniisip kung sinaktan niya ako. Ang mahalaga ngayon maging ok siya. Sinave nya ang buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Xi: Salamat di mo siya iniuwan, matutuwa siya kapag nakita ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madaming laboratory test ang ginawa kay Xander, ang sabi ng doctor, 50-50 ang chance ang na makalakad muli si Xander. Pwede siyang makalakad thru therarapy pero matagal ang recovery. &lt;br /&gt;Umiyak ako noong nalaman ko ang kalagayan ni Xander. Awing-awa ako sa kanya. Nag-promise ako sa sarili ko na hindi ko siya iiwan dahil iniligtas niya ako at kung hindi niya ako tinulak palayo sa taxi ako ang nakaratay sa hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 week, hindi pa nagigising si Xander. Lagi kong kasama ang Mama nila Xander at Papa Xi. Lagi siyang umiiyak at hindi natutulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm:  Umalis muna si Tita  Dianne  (mama ni Xander)saglit para bumili ng meryenda namin. Wala pang isang minotong wala si Tita nakita ko si Xander na nagising na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Thank God you’re still alive Mae.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Thank you for saving me. Kumusta na ang pakiramdam mo?&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Heto masakit ang katawan. Pero teka parang hindi ko maramdaman ang legs ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niyakap ko si Xander at parehas kaming umiyak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya-maya, dumating na si  Tita Dianne at dumating din ang doctor. Ipinaliwanag ng doctor kay Xander kalagayan niya. Natulala lang si Xander noong nalaman niya na 50-50 ang chance para makalakad siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nilapitan ko si Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Huwag ka ng malungot.&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Mae, ito na ang kabayaran sa pagloloko ko sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Huwag mong isipin iyan. Makakalakad ka pa at nandito kami para sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Salamat. Nandito ka pa rin para sa akin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuwi na ako sa bahay, napaisip ako kung bakit ko ito ginagawa, dahil ba sa gusto kong makita siya na nakareover na o dahil utang ko ang buhay kay Xander o dahil gusto ko talaga siya at hindi si Papa Xi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong bumalik na ako sa hospital kinabukasan, nag-aayos na sila Tita Dianne ng mga gamit ni Xander. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Xander, aalis ka na pala sa hospital. Baka hindi na ako makadalaw sa bahay ninyo.&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Magpaalam na din ako sa iyo Mae. Next week pupunta na ako sa America para doon magpagamot. &lt;br /&gt;Ako: Tita, totoo po ba na aalis kayo? (Lumingon ako kay Tita  na umiiyak)&lt;br /&gt;Tita Dianne: Oo, may nagsabi kasi sa amin na may magandang hospital na medaling makaka-recover si Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week, umalis na sila Xander at simula noon wala na akong balita kila Xander at Papa Xi. Nalungkot ako noong umalis na si Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng lahat na nangyari, nagdisisyon ako na ayusin ang buhay at naisip ko na maghanap muna ng trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 year: DJ na ako ngayon sa isang radio station at  mag-iisang taon na. Masaya ako sa trabaho ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala pa din akong balita kila Xander. Hindi nila ako tine-text pero si Papa Xi namayagpag pa din ang kanyang career bilang artista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw, may naghanap sa akin. Sabi ng kasamahan ko fan ko daw ang naghahanap sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello DJ Mae, ako si Xander 23 years old at kapatid ni Papa Xi. Kung hindi mo natatandaan ako yung taong pinakilala ni Andy na friend mo sa basket ball.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumingon ako sa kanya at nakita ko si Xander. Nakakalakad na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Xander, ano ba ang pinagsasabi mo?&lt;br /&gt;Xander: Wala lang. Gusto ko lang magpakilala sa iyo uli. Para we can start our new friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ah.. Nice to meet you Xander. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Xander build a new friendship. Hindi ko alam kung saan ito patutungo pero masaya kami bilang friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now I am a fan of Papa Xi. Bumili pa din ako ng mga magazines niya, nanood pa ako ng movie and TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, kasama klo si Xander at nanood kami ng movie ni Papa Xi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ang galing talaga ni Xi sa movie, pang best actor.&lt;br /&gt;Xander: I know you’re a still fan of Xi pero ok lang yon. Susuportahan kita dyan, but I’m hoping you can love me soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-5089236694105660370?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/5089236694105660370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=5089236694105660370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/5089236694105660370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/5089236694105660370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-am-fan.html' title='I am A Fan'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DC6gX-cqrIg/TvB2AhUkDlI/AAAAAAAAAFg/b74a8Cbr12c/s72-c/jandy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-5551388822723297147</id><published>2011-10-28T02:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T02:10:50.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol Xian Lim By Kathleen Cruz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_m2er8G4dzU/Tqpxf4stDvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CnOqO2Koco0/s1600/DSCN5367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_m2er8G4dzU/Tqpxf4stDvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CnOqO2Koco0/s320/DSCN5367.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668467873608961778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako si Kathleen Cruz, meron cerebral palsy at hindi nakakalakad. Pero tulad ng ng normal na tao may paboritong artista at ako ay fan ni Xian Lim. Lagi akong kinikilig at masaya kapag nakikita ko siya sa TV. &lt;br /&gt;Minsan akong nangarap na makita siya sa personal. Sobrang idol ko talaga siya dahil sobrang talented niya at sobrang gwapo nya pa. minsan sabi ko sa sarili ko “imposible bang makita ko si Xian Lim ng personal?”&lt;br /&gt;Pero minsan nakita ko sa Xianatics Group, merong Mall Show sa SM Pampanga si Xian ng Oct. 23, 2011. Nabuhayan ako ng loob at nagpaalam ako sa mga magulang ko at salamat naman sa mga magulang ko dahil pinayagan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simula noong pinayaan ako, tuwing gabi ay lagi ko siyang napanag-inipan. At noong Oct. 23 na, kabadong kabado na ako at exited na ng sobra sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong nalaman ko na nasa SM Pampanga na si Xian at  noong lumabas na siya sa stage sobrang napasigaw ako. Dahil nakita ko na ng personal si Xian. Sobrrang gwapo nya at ang galing nya kumanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At noong pagkatapos na ng  show na-meet ko si Kuya JP ng Xianatics at si Sir Arlie. Sobrang bait nila at pumayag si Sir Arlie na makita ko si Xian ng personal sa backstage. Kinikilig ako noong oras na yun at nararamdaman ko ang tibok ng puso ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a dream come true na makita Xian Lim. “Thank you Xi!” Napasaya mo ang tulad ko na may cerebral palsy. I will treasure this moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-5551388822723297147?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/5551388822723297147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=5551388822723297147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/5551388822723297147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/5551388822723297147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2011/10/idol-xian-lim-by-kathleen-cruz.html' title='Idol Xian Lim By Kathleen Cruz'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_m2er8G4dzU/Tqpxf4stDvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CnOqO2Koco0/s72-c/DSCN5367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-1447387690983918025</id><published>2011-08-28T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:18:57.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Face Is Like An Addicrion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Sn1KnoxD38/TlnrZVFviPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nM-R30NmLIA/s1600/959-smiley-face-pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Sn1KnoxD38/TlnrZVFviPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nM-R30NmLIA/s320/959-smiley-face-pictures.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645802428276115698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;blank verse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face is like an addiction&lt;br /&gt;Your brown eyes is like coffee&lt;br /&gt;That why I’m not sleepy when I see you&lt;br /&gt;When I see your smile makes me melt out&lt;br /&gt;Like a chocolate&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can see you over and over again&lt;br /&gt;Coz when I see make better and happy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-1447387690983918025?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/1447387690983918025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=1447387690983918025&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/1447387690983918025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/1447387690983918025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2011/08/your-face-is-like-addicrion.html' title='Your Face Is Like An Addicrion'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Sn1KnoxD38/TlnrZVFviPI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nM-R30NmLIA/s72-c/959-smiley-face-pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-2262679064883552759</id><published>2011-07-07T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T01:18:53.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream - Kathleen Cruz</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W2PEsB5A4eo?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-2262679064883552759?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/2262679064883552759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=2262679064883552759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2262679064883552759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2262679064883552759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2011/07/dream-kathleen-cruz.html' title='Dream - Kathleen Cruz'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/W2PEsB5A4eo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-5008257258778699577</id><published>2011-07-07T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T01:17:58.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Singaporean Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dN88sDDriGo?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-5008257258778699577?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/5008257258778699577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=5008257258778699577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/5008257258778699577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/5008257258778699577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-singaporean-friend.html' title='My Singaporean Friend'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dN88sDDriGo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-2023177689552782599</id><published>2010-09-03T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T02:51:02.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Textmate - Love Story on Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/YMwn7DmEfYw/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMwn7DmEfYw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMwn7DmEfYw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-2023177689552782599?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/2023177689552782599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=2023177689552782599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2023177689552782599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2023177689552782599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2010/09/textmate-love-story-on-video.html' title='Textmate - Love Story on Video'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-4520130565002848267</id><published>2009-10-28T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:20:12.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop The Foolishness (Poem</title><content type='html'>You may me seeing smiling&lt;br /&gt;Or you may me seeing laughing&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is crying&lt;br /&gt;I just want to pretend that I’m happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m such a fool thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Hoping and dreaming that you’ll be mine&lt;br /&gt;That you’ll can be my prince&lt;br /&gt;Now I will stop this foolishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now the dream is over&lt;br /&gt;I’ll stop the pain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;I will wake up to this bad dream&lt;br /&gt;And wake up to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-4520130565002848267?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/4520130565002848267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=4520130565002848267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/4520130565002848267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/4520130565002848267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2009/10/stop-foolishness-poem.html' title='Stop The Foolishness (Poem'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-178183251043488332</id><published>2009-08-27T02:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T02:43:22.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acceptance</title><content type='html'>Acceptance is very meaningful to me.  Cause you should know I have a cerebral palsy.  I can’t walk and move my hands easily.  I knew its not so easy.  But I accepted that I this is me. I know its not easy. But I accept that I am this kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I I hate some people can’t accept people like me who has disability. Sometimes they look at me and turn their eyes away from me. I have many stories that I feel they can’t accept me. Its not our fault to have this. So we need acceptance from everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  knew nobody wants to be ignored, and we want to be  accepted by others. I am thankful to my parents, sister, brother, relatives and my friends accepted me for what I am. Now may I ask, can you ACCEPT me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-178183251043488332?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/178183251043488332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=178183251043488332&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/178183251043488332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/178183251043488332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2009/08/acceptance.html' title='Acceptance'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-3313403444860475678</id><published>2009-06-27T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:11:20.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lokaret Na Tula</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Paano kung mapamahal ako sa iyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nagtataka  ako sa dinami-dami ng lalaki sa mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ikaw pa ang nagustuhan ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ewan ko ba kung ano ang meron sa iyo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halos nagkakandarapa na ako&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ano ba ang nakain ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Di ka naman gwapo para isipin ng buong magdamag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lagi kang napapanag-inipan kasama ka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuwing nakikita ka ang puso ko tumititibok na parang sasabog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pero minsan wala kang mukha sa panag-inip ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sana minsan magkatotoo na parang prinsesa ako&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At ikaw naman ang sobrang gwapong prinsipe ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-3313403444860475678?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/3313403444860475678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=3313403444860475678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/3313403444860475678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/3313403444860475678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2009/06/lokaret-na-tula.html' title='Lokaret Na Tula'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-2954366911181117645</id><published>2009-06-11T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:48:26.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Friendship (Poem)</title><content type='html'>Somehow, someday,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be close to you&lt;br /&gt;Our new friendship will never last forever&lt;br /&gt;I’m waiting to talk with you&lt;br /&gt;And  you and me will be friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not waiting we become lovers&lt;br /&gt;Not just because I have a crush on you&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t expect that&lt;br /&gt;Because I know you don’t like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I’m hoping we will start a new friendship&lt;br /&gt;I’m praying to God that we become friends&lt;br /&gt;Because my friendship to you is true&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’m hoping and praying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-2954366911181117645?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/2954366911181117645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=2954366911181117645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2954366911181117645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2954366911181117645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-friendship-poem.html' title='A New Friendship (Poem)'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-2487991003038476222</id><published>2009-03-22T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T05:19:19.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Like You? [Poem]</title><content type='html'>I like you but I know you have special someone,&lt;br /&gt;You are not tall, not so dark and not so handsome,&lt;br /&gt;But I like your smile,&lt;br /&gt;Specially every time I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t have a chance to love you,&lt;br /&gt;If I have a chance,&lt;br /&gt;Would you love me?&lt;br /&gt;If ever I have a chance,&lt;br /&gt;I will be happy forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night I am dreaming of you,&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy thinking about you,&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one day, I realize,&lt;br /&gt;I should stop this fantasy,&lt;br /&gt;And forget about you,,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-2487991003038476222?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/2487991003038476222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=2487991003038476222&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2487991003038476222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2487991003038476222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-do-i-like-you-poem.html' title='Why Do I Like You? [Poem]'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-7125305422252127434</id><published>2009-02-23T02:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T02:51:10.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hero (Poem)</title><content type='html'>I am waiting for my hero&lt;br /&gt;He will find me&lt;br /&gt;And give the love and respect that I want&lt;br /&gt;I will consider him as an angel and hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that he will love me&lt;br /&gt;And fight for our love&lt;br /&gt;I will love him for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;Surely our love will be happy ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday if I am in trouble&lt;br /&gt;He will strongly save my life&lt;br /&gt;To be sure he will bring my life&lt;br /&gt;to be a wonderful world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-7125305422252127434?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/7125305422252127434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=7125305422252127434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/7125305422252127434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/7125305422252127434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-hero-poem.html' title='My Hero (Poem)'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-4390503307843910850</id><published>2009-02-23T02:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T02:30:47.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again (Poem)</title><content type='html'>Like A Song&lt;br /&gt;Last night I am sleepy but before I sleep a song or poem drops it on my mind. And I write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see you again&lt;br /&gt;And to start over again.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can fixed this over,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I know we still love each other,&lt;br /&gt;And to see our love over again, baby..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-4390503307843910850?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/4390503307843910850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=4390503307843910850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/4390503307843910850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/4390503307843910850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2009/02/again-poem.html' title='Again (Poem)'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-663365607124838206</id><published>2008-11-06T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:58:16.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killer Smile</title><content type='html'>One day, I went to a party, naandoon yung mga pinsan ko at mga friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, may lumapit sa akin na isang guy… and smiled at me. I called it killer smile.He talked to me and said“how are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just replied. “Ok naman. I enjoyed the party.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That guy is our family friend, nag-iba na kasi yung itsura niya. Dati sobrang taba at maitim. Until I saw him again na sobrang gwapo. Specially when he is smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a communication now, even I keow he has a girlfriend for five years yata… even he knew from the start that I have a cerebral palsy… I can’t walk and can’t move my hands easily because my hands are spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I see him, he makes me smile. He makes my day complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to like him… he is always in my dream. We always send text messages.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell him my feelings… pero ayoko… baka makasira pa lang ako ng ralasyon at ayokong masaktan…Maybe kakalimutan ko na lang siya… may nakatakda para sa akin at hihintayin ko na lang iyon…&lt;br /&gt;One day, my mother told me that he (killer smile) invites us to the party of his mother.I said to my mother, “Ayoko, Mama. Huwag mo na tanungin kung bakit ayoko.She didn’t ask me a question. But alam ko na takang-taka siya. But she said to me&lt;br /&gt;“Kaibigan natin sila. Pumayag ka na magpunta tayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that his girlfriend is there, but for my mother we will still go to the party…So my mother and I went to the party… sinalubong agad kami niya kasama yung girlfriend niya… he smiled at me w/ that killer smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So… pinakilala niya sa amin yung girlfriend niya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just smile at her but I am not happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while, during the party goes on. I am looking at him and his girlfriend. They are so sweet and I think he is happy w/ that girl. I feel so jealous about the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party, I went to my room and I said to my mother that I want to sleep, pero buong magdamag ay umiiyak lang ako. Iniisip ko siya buong magdamag. I am thinking kung bakit bumalik uli itong feelings ko sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after that day, I realized na hindi lang dapat siya ang isipin ko lagi… magpapapasyal na lang ako kay Mama sa mga pinsan ko at sa ibang friends ko… dapat maging happy naman ako… and I just decided na maging masaya ako para sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a month, I got recovered from the sadness emotion. And I want to be happy even I have a cerebral palsy. I forgot the man who make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I visited my cousin ( best friend) in her bakeshop because I missed her. At nagkukwentuhan kami habang nagtitinda siya…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She told me, Killer Smile and his girlfriend broke up. “Friend, I have a good news for you. Killer Smile and her girlfriend broke up because the girl has a # 2. Kawawa naman yung love mo” My cousin said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Friend, that is not a good news. Oo nga, kawawa naman siya. Yung nakita ko nga sila noong party ng Mommy niya, masaya naman sila.” I replied to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were talking, a costumer came… I look to the costumer and I saw “Killer Smile”.“Hey, musta ka na? Tagal na natin hindi nagkikita.” He said to me and he smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just smiled and I said, “I am ok. Binibisita ko lang yung pinsan ko. Ang tagal na namin hindi nagkikita.”Killer Smile said, ahhh… ganoon ba. Napadaan lang ako para bumili ng cake. Sige, aalis na ako.” he just smiled at me and waved his hand and said, “Goodbye.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, kinulit ako ng kinulit ng pinsan ko. And she said, “Uy, Friend! Kinkilig ka noh? Single na siya… may pag-asa ka na maging boyfriend si Killer Smile.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Friend, hindi na ako umaasa noh. I will be her friend if he wants. And I don’t want to cry again.” I said to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, my mother take me to the bath room and fix me up with a wonderful clothes.And I just ask, “Mama, why do you dressed me this way? Do we have visitors?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, Anak. We have a visitors. Your Tita and his son (Killer Smile) are coming. Magpaturo lang siya sa akin gumawa ng carbonara.” My mother said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an hour, they came. Tita and my mother go to the kitchen, while Killer Smile and I are having a conversation.“I knew na pinapag-usapan na ako ng mga tao tungkol sa break up namin ng ex ko. Totoo yung mga chismis na iyon, Niloko niya ako.” He said while he was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just ask, “Bakit mo sinasabi sa akin yan? Ganyan talaga, pero makakahanap ka rin ng babaeng magmamahal sa iyo ng totoo at hindi ka iiwan.”And he replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “Wala kasi ako mapagsabihan. Yung mga friends ko, mas pinapaniwalaan pa nila ang ex ko kaysa sa akin. Ang hirap makalimutan. Ang sakit ng puso ko. More than 4 years we had a good relationship but now, pinagpalit niya lang ako sa ibang lalaki”He was crying while he hugged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just said. “Makakalimutan mo rin siya. Hindi siya ang nararapat sa iyo. Niloko ka niya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that moment, we aet the carbonara cook by our mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Killer Smile called me. “Pwede ba tayong mag-dinner bukas?” he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just replied, “Wait lang. Tatanungin ko muna si Mama ko.” and I asked my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sige. Pero dapat kasama mo yung pinsan mo.” My mother said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just texted my cousin / best friend and she said “Ok.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Killer Smile picked me up to the restaurant. But my cousin can’t be going to us because she was sick. I am half emotion, sad because my cousin is not going w/ me and happy because Killer Smile and I going to the restaurant. The restaurant is so good and it was romantic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we are eating, Killer Smile give me a necklace. And I was shock. I just asked him, “ Para saan itong necklace na ito?“&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for everything you have done for me. I recovered because of you and I forget my ex-girlfriend because of you. That necklace symbolizes our friendship.” Killer Smile replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am thankful too because I found you, I can tell you my secrets and thanks for the bonding we had.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that day, I never removed the necklace he gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to like him again. Everyday he visit me at my house and sometimes he give me flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one day, he said to me that he and his ex back each other again.“What? She betrayed you. You forgive her? Why?” I asked him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I forgive her because I love her.” Killer Smile replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was crying beside him and I said him, “I am starting to love you. I don’t know why I am telling you this but this what I feel.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what the next will happened in the friendship of Killer Smile and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Killer Smile’s point of view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth, hindi ko binalikan ang ex ko. And to be honest, I love that girl who have a cerebral palsy. I called her CP Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, I just realized that I loved her pero naduduwag ako at baka ano pa ang sabihin ng ibang tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that moment, she said that she’s starting to like me. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang gagawin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing in my mind, umalis na lang sa bahay nila. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang sasabihin ko noong sinabi niya yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang biglang naduwag na ako. I wanna wipe her tears but could not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one month, wala na kaming communication. I am missing her and I want to see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I go to the bakeshop of her cousin. Nagbabasakali lang na makita ko siya. And I saw her but she is talking man na alam ko sobrang babae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so jealous when saw her talking to the other man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, nakita niya ako at tinawag pa niya. Hindi ko maiwasan na lumapit na lang sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, “Tagal na natin hindi nagkikita. Oh, I forget to tell you, I have a new friend. His name is Dan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While, habang nag-uusap kami niya umalis na si Dan. At tumawag si Tita sa cousin niya at pinapapauwi na si CP Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey, ako na lang mag-uuwi sa inyong bahay at maaabala pa yung cousin mo. Dala ko naman yung kotse ko.” I said to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumayag naman siya at binuhat ko siya papuntang kotse ko. At doon kami nag-usap sa bahay nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sorry kung umalis na ako agad noong huli tayong nagkausap.” I said to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wala yun. Kalimantan na lang natin yung nangyari.” She replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko sana sabihin yung totoo pero hindi ko alam kung paano…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God, Killer Smile and me are ok. Kahit binal1ikan niya na yung ex niya ok na sa akin yun at ayos na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I am not feeling well. Nilalagnat yata ako, may usapan pa naman kami na pupuntahan ako ni Killer Smile sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpapahinga lang ako sa kwarto ko and suddenly slept on my bed. Hindi ko namalayan na dumating na pala siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He whispered at me, “Hindi ko alam kung paano sasabahin sa iyo ito, alam ko duwag ako. Ang totoo hindi ko binalikan ang ex ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t know that I am just listening to him, I was shocked. “Narinig ko ang lahat. Bakit mo ako niloko? Anong dahilan kung bakit ka nagduduwag?” I said to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am sorry. Hindi ko sinasadya na lokohin ka. Basta malalaman mo din ang dahilan kung bakit ko yun ginawa.” He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kick him because I am angry to Killer Smile. “Umalis ka muna para mawala itong galit ko sa iyo.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis na si Killer Smile. Tama ba na panalayas ko siya at nagalit ako? Ewan ko kung ano dapat ang imosyon ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I called my cousin/best friend, “Friend, niloko ni Killer Smile ako. Sabi niya hindi pala binalikan yung ex niya at may dahilan siya kung bakit niya iyon ginawa.” I said while I am crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Friend, why are you crying? Single naman talaga siya at sa tingin ko may ibig sabihin kung bakit niya yun ginawa. Kaya wag na dyan umiyak.” She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sige, Friend. Thank you. Mawawala din itong galit ko sa kanya.” I said to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After one week, I am ok. Sa tangin ko wala na ang galit ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, may nag text sa akin. Si Dan ang nag-text sa akin kinukumusta niya ako. Hanggang sa napalapit na ako sa kanya at lagi niya ako tinetext. Nagpapatulong kasi siyang ligawan ang cousin/best friend ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Killer Smile called and my mother answer the phone. “Pwede pong makausap si *****? Kumusta na po siya?” He ask to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok naman siya at heto nga laging katext si Dan. New friend niya daw iyon. Bakit hindi ka na pumupunta dito? Sana magka-ayos na kayo ng anak ko. Nararamdaman ko naman na hindi kayo maayos ngayon kahit hindi niya sinasabi.” My mother said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pwede po bang pumunta sa inyo? Pero wag ninyo po assailing sa kanya.” He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oo, pwede ka pumunta dito.” My mother said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killer Smile went to our house. Kinausap niya ako at may dalang flowers. “Hey, sorry na. Sana patawarin mo na ako.” He said and he hugs me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oo, pinapatawad ko na ikaw.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pwede ko ba ikaw ligawan? Kasi baka Manahan ako ng umaaligid sa iyo.” He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ikaw ang bahala. Basta ok na tayo yun ang mahalaga.” I just said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started to court me. I am happy we are always their for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am falling in love w/ Killer Smile and we have a good relationship. My parents adviced me na wag ko muna assaulting siya. But I don’t know what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One diay, Killer Smile invited us to their house and eat for dinner. We go on their house me and my family and pinakilala niya ako sa mommy niya bilang niligawan niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“ Mama, I am courting her. Siya lang ang nagpapasaya sa akin at ikaw.” Killer Smile said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok lang kung siya ang nililigawan mo. Basta masaya ka lang. at wag kayo magkakasakitan. Even she have a cerebral palsy, ok lang yun at magkaibigan naman kami ng magulang niya.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we aet, at nagkwentuhan kami. While, after we ate, me and Killer Smile go to their garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok na ok na talaga yung parents natin. Pwede mo na ako sagutin.” Killer Smile said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sus! Maghintay ka na lang. Ayaw pa nila Mama at Papa at saka bata pa ako. Natatakot din kung hindi maganda ang rilasyon natin kung sinagot na kita.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Killer Smile visited me in our house. While we were talking, Dan texted me. And I replied him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ano ang sabi ni Dan? Nanliligaw ba sa iyo yun?” He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him and he seems he’s jealous about Dan and me. I answered his questions, “Hindi sa akin nanliligaw si Dan. May problema kasi siya sa pinsan ko. Bakit parang galit na galit ka?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Honestly, I am jealous when you are texting him. Alam mo ba babaero yan? Kapag nakikita ko ikaw nagtetext kayo parang ang saya-saya mo.” He said w/ teary eyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I am sorry if you’re jealous. Pero sana wag ka na magselos kasi ang niligawan niya yung pinsan. Nirereto ko lang naman siya.” I said to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our conversation ended for that. We eat some chitchirya in our house. But one night, Killer Smile on their house for dinner. And we go there. I thought it was a simple dinner, but he surprised me in their garden. I saw a full of candles in the garden and we eat in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wow. Its beautiful. Sinong nakaisip nito?” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ako ang malaisip niya. Why, you didn’t like it?” He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Of course I like it.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While, I see a ring from his pocket and give it to me. “This ring is for you. Can you be my girlfriend? And I just want you to know that I love you.” He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes, I can be your girlfriend and I love you too.” I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy that he loves me. And my love has ended here. Now, we are getting married.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-663365607124838206?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/663365607124838206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=663365607124838206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/663365607124838206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/663365607124838206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2008/11/killer-smile.html' title='Killer Smile'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-2502431314822871972</id><published>2008-02-07T20:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:18:32.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish of a Special Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am a special child who has a cerebral palsy. I am a happy person, friendly, childish and sometimes sad. I feel sad because of the people said me bad words. I cried a lot because they hurt my feelings. I think, God gave me this test to become a stronger person. I wish to God that the people who hurts me become a good person too. The people who said bad words about me, I forgive them. Because Jesus forgives our sins why not me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go everywhere I sit on my wheel chair because I can’t walk and I can’t use my hands normally. When I'm writing I use my feet because I can’t move my hands. I wish to God that he gives me a miracle so that I can walk. I wish to God that I can use my hands normally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every people have a dream to come true. Just like me I have dream to become a writer someday. I pray to God that my dreams come true. So that I can make my parents be proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful to God that he gave me a good parents who takes care and loves me a lot. I am very thankful to God that he takes care and he never puts me on danger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-2502431314822871972?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/2502431314822871972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=2502431314822871972&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2502431314822871972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/2502431314822871972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2008/02/wish-of-special-child.html' title='Wish of a Special Child'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-7539001190767091958</id><published>2008-01-31T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:48:15.062-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is a true story about a girl have a crush on her schoolmate. The girl who has special needs and her name is ‘Kaye’. She can’t walk and she sits on the wheel chair. She’s bright and jolly person. She goes to school M.R SPED Class. At first she’s shy to everone and now she has many friends. The name of her crush is ‘Ely’ and he is from the H.I. (Hearing Impaired) He can’t talk and hear. But at first she ignores him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class, she’s waiting for her mother outside the room. She saw a boy. She asks her friend for the boy’s name. She found out the boy’s name is ‘Jay’. She didn’t tell to her friend that she has a crush on him. Everytime she has a secret she tells it to her mother. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, she found out that he is arrogant and she had no crush on him because of that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During school, the teacher of ‘Kaye’ left the class. She and her classmates are reading there books. Suddenly, she’s looking outside of there window and she saw a boy. She ignores him all the time she saw him but now she think it’s just an admiration and inspirations. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime she saw him, she feel her day is complete. Even he ignores her. She smile at him and sometimes he smile at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Every night, she imagines that ‘Ely’ is her boyfriend. They’re laugh together and they’re always there for each other. She always wishes that they can understand each other. She wishes that she can hear him and talk with him. So they can be friend or boyfriend. Because she knows he is kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;One day, H.I. and M.R. class have an activity on the covered-court. ‘Ely pushes her wheel chair and her to the covered-court. She is blushed and her friend said, ‘oh, you are blushing, if I know you have a crush on him.’ and she answer, ‘no, I don’t have a crush on him.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;That day is memorable to her. One day she writes a love story and she realizes that she can be a writer. She tells her mother to read her composition. Her mother said, ‘wow, it’s great! I didn’t know you have a talent writing love stories.’ she said, ‘I have inspiration. I will not forget that moment and because of him I found out that I can be a writer.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;‘Ely’ graduated last April 2005. At first she was sad because she will not saw him anymore in the school. But she knows someday she will see him and she promise to herself that ‘Ely’ will be her crush forever. ‘Kaye’ continues writes love stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It’s not a happy ending for ‘Kaye’ but life must go on…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7871514930287481464-7539001190767091958?l=kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/feeds/7539001190767091958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7871514930287481464&amp;postID=7539001190767091958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/7539001190767091958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7871514930287481464/posts/default/7539001190767091958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kathleendataycruz.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-true-story-about-girl-have.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>Kathleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06621866756370329053</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TosiXqdfcEc/S9aQ-YvFElI/AAAAAAAAACY/9-kFvNcVlmI/S220/kat.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7871514930287481464.post-954089205284894977</id><published>2008-01-29T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:42:01.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is All That Matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May isang mag-asawa na napaka yaman. Pero 3 taon na silang nagsasama pero hindi pa sila nabibiyayaan ng anak. Ang pangalan ng mag-asawa ay sina Mr. Albert Lopez at Mrs. Gina Lopez. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw nagpunta ang mag-asawa sa kanilang duktor at para nagpa-check up sila. Sabi ng duktor sa mag-asawa: “Good news Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Lopez magkakaanak na kayo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakasaya ng mag-asawa. Inaalagaan nila ang bata kahit nasa loob pa ito ng tyan ni Gina.&lt;br /&gt;7 buwan ang nakalipas at malaki na ang tyan ni Gina. Minsan ng gabi natutulog ang mag-asawa. Biglang sumakit ang tyan ni Gina. Ginising niya si Albert at sabi ni Gina: “Albert, gising, manganganak na ako!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agad gumising si Albert at madaling dinala niya ang kanyang asawa sa uspital.&lt;br /&gt;Ilang oras ang nakalipas nanganak na si Gina. Babae ang anak nila Albert at Gina at masayang-masaya ang mag-asawa. Panangalanan nila ang bata ng Angelica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agrarian ng 8 na buwan pina-check up nila si Angelica sa duktor. May nadiskobreng sakit ang duktor kay Angelica. Sabi ng duktor sa mag-asawa: “Kinakakalungkot ko pong sabihin sa inyo na may sakit ang anak ninyo.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Paano magkakasakit ang anak namin? Inaalagaan naman namin ang anak namin. Anong sakit ni Angelica?” Tanong ni Albert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cerebral palsy po ang sakit ng anak ninyo. Kulang sa buwan po siya yung pinanganak po siya ni Mrs. Lopez. Posibleng hindi makalakad ang anak at hindi magalaw ng normal ang kanyang kamay.” Sabi ng duktor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Ano ba gamot po sa case ni Angelica? Posible po bang makalakad siya?” Tanong ni Gina.&lt;br /&gt;“Through therapy po pwede.” Sagot ng duktor at marami pa silang pinag-usapan tungkol sa sakit ni Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pagkauwi pamilya sa bahay, napakalungkot ni Gina. Iyak siya ng iyak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Gina, huwag ka na malungkot. Maniwala ka sa himala ng Dyos. Sabi pa nga ng duktor through therapy pwedeng makalakad ang anak natin.” Sabi ni Albert.&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos ng 21 na taon pinalaki ng mag-asawa ng normal ang buhay ni Angelica at lumaki siya na nakaupo lagi sa wheel chair. 21 na taon din siya Angelica na nag papa-therapy at normal naman nakakagalaw ang kamay niya. Lumaki din siyang maganda, mabait at matalinong bata. Nakakapag-aral din siya sa regular school at lagi siyang honor sa kanyang eskwela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw naghanap si Gina ng hardenero. May nag-apply na lalaking kaidad ni Angelica. Gwapo ito at mukhang mabait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Ako po Erik Bautista. Walang galang po, naghahanap po ba kayo hardinero? Mag-aapply po sana ako.” Tanong ng binata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Ako naman si Gina Lopez. Oo, naghahanap kami. P2,500 ang sweldo. Marunong ka naman bang mag-alaga ng halaman? Sabi ni Gina sa binata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;”Opo naman. Nagtrabaho na po ako sa flower shop dati. Tanggap na po ba ako?” sabi ni Erik.&lt;br /&gt;“Oo tanggap ka na. Pwede ka ng magsimula.” Sagot ni Gina. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinapasok ni Gina sa loob ng bahay si Erik at pinakilala niya ito kay Albert at kay Angelica. “Anak, siya ang ating bagong hardinero si Erik. Ito naman ang asawa ko si Albert at kakaisa naming anak si Angelica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello Angelica! Napakaganda naman po ng anak niyo.” Sabi ni Erik.&lt;br /&gt;Nagsimula na si Erik sa kanyang trabaho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw nagdidilig si Erik sa hardin. May narinig siyang magandang boses na kumakanta. Hinanap niya ito at nakita niya si Angelica na kamakanta. Angelica, maganda pala ang boses mo. Alam mo pwede kang sumali sa singing contest. Sabi ni Erik kay Angelica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngumiti si Angelica at sinabi: “Salamat sa puri. Paano ako makakasali sa mga contest kung ganto ang kalagayan ko.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pwede ka naman sumali ha kahit ganynan ka. Angelica, may mga kaibigan ka ba?” Tanong ni Erik kay Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Oo, pero mga pinsan ko lang.” Sagut ni Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Simula ngayon magkaibigan na tayo.” Sabi ni Erik kay Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tuwang-tuwa sinabi ni Angelica: “Talaga magkaibigan na? Ang saya-saya ko naman!”&lt;br /&gt;Simula noon naging mabuting magkaigan na sila Angelica at si Erik. Lagi sila mag-usap, kumakanta at nagsasabihan sila ng mga sikreto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang araw nakita ni Angelica sa labas ng bahay si Erik na may nililigawan. Napaiyak siys sa isang sulok. Nakita siya ni Daddy niya na umiiyak sa isang sulok. Tinanong niya si Angelica. “Anak, mahal mo si Erik?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Opo Daddy, pero sino naman ang magmamahal sa akin kung ganto ang kalagaya ko?” Malungkot na sinabi ni Angelica sa kanyang ama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Anak, hindi totoo iyan. Balang araw makakahanap ka rin ng magmamahal sa iyo.” Sabi ni Albert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang gabi nangungutang si Erik ng P1,000 sa kanyang Sir Albert. Sabi naman ni Albert: “Hindi lang P1,000 ang ibibigayan sa iyo, kun hindi ang kalahati ng kayamanan ko. Basta’t paligayahin mo at pakasalan mo lang si Angelica. Ibibigay ko sa iyo ang bago mong pakasalan siya.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napag-isip si Erik at sinabi ni Erik: “Gagawin ko ang sinabi ninyo. Pero hindi po ako mangangako” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinabi niya ito sa kanyang asawa at nagalit si Gina sa kanyang asawa at sinabi: “Hindi ko lubos akalain na gagawin mo yun sa anak natin. Lolokohin natin ang anak natin?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Oo, basta’t lumigaya ang anak natin. Gagawin ko ang lahat para lumigaya siya.” Sagot ni Albert sa kanyang asawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pumayag na si Gina sa kasunduan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kinabukasan may dala si Erik na mga rosas. Ibibigay niya ito kay Angelica. Para manligaw at sinabi: “Para sa iyo Angelica. Gusto ko sana higit sa magkaibigan tayo. Kung ok lang sa iyo?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Takang-taka si Angelica at tinanong niya si Erik. “Ano liligawan mo ako? Ano ba ang nakain mo?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Oo napag-isip-isip ko kasi kahit ganyan ka pwede ko naman ikaw mahalin.” Sagot ni Erik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Totoo ba yan? Nakita ko ikaw kahapon may nililigawan ka diyan sa kapitbahay ha.” Sabi ni Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;”Yun ba? Kaibigan ko lang yun.” Sagot ni Erik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi nagtagal sinagot na ni Angelica si Erik at niyaya na ni Erik si Angelica magpakasal. Napakasaya ni Angelica dahil papakasalan na siya ni Erik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan ng gabi nanag-inip si Erik ng masama. Nakakalakad na si Angelica at nakaupo naman si Erik sa wheel chair. Nakita niya si Angelica na may kasamang lalaki. Biglang nagising siya. Nagising siya sa katotohanan na napamahal na siya kay Angelica. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan pumunta ng maaga siya sa bahay nila Angelica at kinausap niya si Albert. “Sir Albert, hindi ko matatangap ang kalahati ng kayamanan ninyo. Dahil napamahal na ako kay Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hindi alam ni Erik na narinig ni Angelica ang usapan nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lumabas si Angelica na umiiyak at sabi niya: “Niloko ninyo ako. Minahal mo lang ako dahil sa pera.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Hindi yan totoo. Mahal kita. Oo dati niligawan kita dahil sa pera. Pero ngayon mahal na kita.” Sagot ni Erik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Totoo ba yun Daddy?” Tanong ni Angelica kay Albert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;“Oo totoo yan Anak. Inaluk ko si Erik ng pera dati. Pero ngayon tinanggihan na niya.” Sagot ni Albert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Napatunayan ni Erik na mahal na niya si Angelica. Niyakap ni Erik si Angelica ng mahigpit at sinabi: “ Sorry niloko kita. Papakasalan kita hindi dahil sa may pera. Papakasalan kita dahil mahal kita.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi nagtagal nagpakasal na sila Angelica at si Erik.&lt;br /&gt;Masayang nagsasama ang mag-asawa at hindi nagtagal biniyayaan sila ng Dyos ng malusog na anak. Pinangalan nila ang anak nila na Erica at naging manager si Erik sa kumpanya nila Angelica. 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