<?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-10182599</id><updated>2011-10-25T07:54:20.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wazzup With Ivo?</title><subtitle type='html'>A place where I can unleash myself the way I want it to be. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-115175064825687285</id><published>2006-07-01T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:44:08.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addtion to my collection</title><content type='html'>No one falls in love by choice, it is by CHANCE.&lt;br /&gt;No one stays in love by chance, it is by WORK.&lt;br /&gt;And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by CHOICE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-115175064825687285?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/115175064825687285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=115175064825687285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/115175064825687285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/115175064825687285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2006/07/addtion-to-my-collection.html' title='addtion to my collection'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-113324351083846105</id><published>2005-11-29T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T22:03:55.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>Since first half of the morning I am almost done with my work, I decided to update this blog. I thought of cleaning up my cellphone from forwarded messages I have saved in my cellphone(for the reason that these quotes are really nice and came from special people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple text means I care enough to flex a few muscles, search your name, wait for "message sent" then think of you and smile as I say "SARAP NG MAY KAIBIGAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything seems unfair...when all that you do is not appreciated, Ill go with you, wipe your tears, take you for a walk and will tell you...."Eto ICE CREAM, tahan na.....hindi natin sila bati...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever find a friend better than me, go ahead....I wont stop you....Iwan mo  ako....Pero pag iniwan ka niya, nandito lang ako sa likod mo ...para batukan ka! Better than me pala ha?!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont rush into falling in love,  for love never runs out. Even if they mock you because you are single, just tell then this: "GOD is just busy writing the best love story that will swipe me off my feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find yourself in love with someone else who does not love you, be gentle with yourself. There is nothing wrong with you. Love just did not choose to rest in the other person's heart. Let it go. There's a reason and a meaning. You will know in time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag may kaaway ka....kahit sobrang dami pa nila....kahit  mas malaki pa sila sakin....tawagin mo ako....at babalikan natin sila....hihingi tayo ng sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we walk on a day, and someone asks you for a wish, what could it be? mine? It would be that Our friendship will last until you see an "Apple in an orange tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang hirap magsabi ng "sorry". Ang hirap magsabi ng "mahal kita". Ang hirap magsabi ng "Kelangan kita" pero nalaman ko....pinakamahirap palang sabihin yung "shchmteramjtwhozxinbrmywqutLmen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip na nama kita...Lagi naman kita naiisip e.....hipap tuloy makatulog pag gabi...pero nakatulog din ako....sabi ko sa sarili ko,  "okay lang yun....hindi totoo ang monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you encounter unreasonable people, just think of them as "sandpaper". They rub and scratch you painfully but,eventually, you end up smoother and polished! God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that when God gave us friends, He was very fair; until the day you became my friend - that's when I knew I was getting more than my share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I AM GOING TO MOVE ON AND YOU ARE GOING TO SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE KNOWING THAT YOU TURNED YOUR BACK ON LOVE AND THAT MAKES YOU A HYPOCRITE...."&lt;br /&gt;                                                    &lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;em&gt;- Cruel Intentions - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love is so unfair, the more you sacrifice, the more you get hurt. And when you feel you have given your best aint still not enough, until such time you have no coice but to give up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are meant to happen...Goals not meant to fail....Life meant to be ruined.....Hearts meant to be broken....If all this things happen to you...remember im here meant to be there for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on telling my friends about you...how you laugh.....how you've touched my life...then they asked....."Saan ka ba makakahanap ng tipong tulad nya?"...I answered..."Divisoria, unang kanto kaliwa."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be patient when God does not give you what you want. He knows the best time for you to have it. Just remember that you can have it all. You just cant have it all at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as the sunbeam cannot separate itself from the sun and the wave cannot separate itself from the sea, i cant separate myself from you. You are a part of me and I a part of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can just make everything fall where it should be, I would make life better for you.... I would but I cant....All I can do is to let you know that mine has been better....BECAUSE OF YOU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friendship means a lot to me, that if we were the last people on a sinking ship and there's only one life vest, I promise.... Ill miss you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple having sex&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: Ancelmo..oh...ancelmo...&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: Salbaho ka, sinong ancelmo?&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: Gago! Ang cell mo nasa puwit ko!! Nagvivibrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont grow old filled with regrets...for things not done....for words not said...and for love not shown....LIFE IS TOO SHORT - Do what makse you happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is like the relation between the hand and eyes. When the hand gets hurt, the eye cries and when the eye cries, the hand wipes its tears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, if you expect everything, anything may seem nothing. If you expect nothing, anything seems everything. Enjoy what you have. You'll be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST WHEN YOU LOVE SOMEONE THAT YOU SINK DEEPER BEYOND REASON, WHERE REASONS ARE NOT ANSWERS BUT UNCERTAIN EMOTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of people miss their share of hapiness, not because they never found it but because they did not slow down to enjoy it. Enjoy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need only 3 reasons to be truly happy&lt;br /&gt;1. Something to do&lt;br /&gt;2. Someone to love and &lt;br /&gt;3. Something to hope for. &lt;br /&gt;May you find all these reasons in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone tries to be their best for someone....like what im trying to be for you.....but remember,you do not have to do the same for me.....coz what you are right now....to me will always be PERFECT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My luckiest time was when I met you and the happiest was when I get to know you. The most memorable was when we got close and the sweetest thing was when you came into my life and accepted me as I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa buhay, hindi lahat binibigay....may gusto tayo na di makuha...May pangarap na di maabot...may hiling na di natutupad...pero kuntento na ko....bakit kamo? KASI ANG GANDA KO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guys is dying of Cancer...his friend askd..."Why do you keep on telling people that you are dying of aids?"..he replied, so when im dead, noone will dare to touch my girl unless the person loves her so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakaimpress ang tanong matapang..yung kahit ano naramdaman nasasabi nya...yung kaya ka ipaglaban, pero minsan nakakatakot din baka sa sobrang tapang nya...pati ang iwan ka..kayang kaya nya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You deserve someone better...it is not you, it is me...two of the most bullshit reasons i've ever heard...why? coz he could have been better if he tried to and it could have been me if he wanted to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U know for sure when you are in love because there are no middle grounds...no maybes...no ifs...no buts...no doubts...no i still need to figure things out....love grabs you and wraps its arms around you and you helplessly surrender....yes...it makes us take a lot of risks....but love is worth every risk you take...its worth every tear, every laughter and every sleepless nights..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try holding a handful of sand too tightly and you end up holding almost none. The same is true in life...You cant have everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagnagalit sayo ang minamahal mo at ayaw tumigil sa kasusumbat sayo wag kang magalit....wag kang sumabay....yakapin mo siya...at ibulong mo sa kanya na...KULANG KA NANAMAN SA BUGBOG NOH? MAMAYA KA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time to pray is not when we are in a tight spot but just as soon as we get out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though should eat to live; not live to eat - SOCRATES -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most people would  succeed in small things if they were not troubled with great ambitions - HENRY LONGFELLOW -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi sa ung parrot: Panget! panget!. sabi mo: Pag sinabi yan sakin, papatayin kita! The next day....Parrot: Psst! Psst! Sabi mo: Oh bakit?! Parrot: Alam mo na yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not do to other's what angers you if done to you by other's - SOCRATES - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3 ironies in life: 1. Loving the right person at the wrong time 2. Being with the wrong person when the time is right 3. Realizing that the person is right when he walks out of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't criticize what I dont understand. If you want to call this art, you've got the benefit of all my doubts - CHARLES ROSIN -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried because I had no shoes till I saw a man with no feet. Life is full of blessings sometimes we are just too blind to see them. Enjoy God's simple Gift's ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humor is a rubber sword - it allows you to make a point without drawing blood - MARY HIRSCH -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit   - Peter Ustinov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of 1 year, ask a student who failed a grade. &lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of 1 month, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby. &lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of 1 week, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the value of 1 hour, ask lovers who are waiting to meet.&lt;br /&gt;To realize value of 1 minute, ask a person who just missed the train.&lt;br /&gt;To realize the valuel of 1 second, ask a person who just avoided an accident. &lt;br /&gt;Treasure every moment! Today is a gift that is why it is called present. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no secrets to success. It is the result of preparation, hard work and learning from failure – Colin Powell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act as if it were impossible to fail – Dorothea Blonde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time I was so depressed. &lt;br /&gt;I looked for the stars they weren’t there! &lt;br /&gt;I looked for the moon it wasn’t there! &lt;br /&gt;I asked myself why? …. Hehehe….Umaga nap ala….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a strong mind and a soft heart – Anthony D’Angelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age doesn’t depend upon years,  but upon temperament and health. Some people are born old, and some never grow up – Tyron Edwards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we’d grow old friends together&lt;br /&gt;We’d hangout and maybe we’d bring our apo along&lt;br /&gt;As they hold our hands and say….&lt;br /&gt;“O dahan dahan lang po baka madapa kayo katanda na kasi gumigimik pa!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship doesn’t ask why, for it is a reason itself.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t ask what if, for it is willing to risk. &lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t ask until when, because friendship never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cant really choose people who come to our lives. But we always choose those we want to stay because we know they are worth keeping…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could wish a life for you, a life that you deserve,  it would be a life as good as you heart, as bright as your smile and as wonderful as you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE CHANGE NO MATTER HOW HARD THEY TRY NOT TO. AS YOU GROW OLDER, YOU MATURE. WITH EACH NEW LEVEL OF MATURITY COMES DIFFERENT IDEAS, DIFFERENT NEEDS AND WANTS. THE PERSON WHO WAS PERFECT FOR YOU AT 20 COULD BE THE PERSON YOU HATE WHEN YOU ARE 35. FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL GROW WITH YOU, CHANGE WITH YOU AND CRY WITH YOU. A PERSON WHO FILLS IN WHERE YOU LACK. A PERSON WHOM YOU CAN FILL IN FOR WHERE THEY ARE LACKING. BUT WHAT ABOUT THE PERFECT PERSON? HE DOESN’T EXIST . THERE ARE NO PERFECT PEOPLE, ONLY PEOPLE WHO ARE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness cant be found at the end of the road. It is experienced along the way. So take not for granted each moment of your life and find reasons to be happy each day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang love parang grades…sometimes you pass sometimes failed! Minsan pa nga incomplete. Ganon talaga! Sabi nga ni ma’am at sabi rin ni sir,  for you to pass….You should learn…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-113324351083846105?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113324351083846105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=113324351083846105' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/113324351083846105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/113324351083846105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/11/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-113134247078313340</id><published>2005-11-07T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T13:47:50.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY</title><content type='html'>Source: The Manila Times&lt;br /&gt;By: Mark J. Macapagal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your life, you'll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. There's the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you're with … and the one that got away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the one that got away? I guess it's that person with who everything was great, everything was perfect, but the timing was just wrong. There was no fault in the person, there was no flaw in the chemistry, but the cards just didn't fall the right way, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the fact that ending with someone, finding a longtime partner that is, does not lie merely in the other person. I can actually argue that an equal part, or maybe even the greater part, has to do with the matter of timing. It has to do with you being ready to settle down and commit to someone in a way that goes beyond the little niceties of giddy romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How often have you gone through it without realizing it? When you're not ready to commit in that mature manner, it doesn't matter who you're with, it just doesn't work. Small problems become big; inconsequentials become deal breakers simply because you're not ready and it shows. It's not that you and the person you're with are no good; it's just that it's not yet right, and little things become the flashpoint of that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day you're ready. You really are. And when this happens you'll be ready to settle down with someone. He or she may not be the most perfect, they might not be the brightest star of romance to ever have burned in your life, but it'll work because you're ready. It'll work because it's the right time and you'll make it work. And it'll make sense, it really will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that day comes when you're finally making sense of things, and you find yourself to be a different person. Things are different, your approach is different, you finally understand who you are and what you want, and you've become ready because the time has truly arrived. And mind you, there's no telling when this day will come. Hopefully you're single but you could be in a long-term relationship, you could be married with three kids, it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you know is that you've changed, and for some reason, the one that got away, is the first person you think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll think about them because you'll wonder, "What if they were here today?" You'll wonder, "What if we were together now, with me as I am and not as I was?" That's what the one that got away is. The biggest "What if?" you'll have in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're married, you'll just have to accept the fact that the one that got away, got away. Believe me, no matter how fairy tale you think your marriage is, this can happen to the best of us. But hopefully you're mature enough to realize that you're already with the one you're with and this is just another test of your commitment, one which will just strengthen your marriage when you get past it. Sure, you'll think about him/her every so often, but it's alright. It's never nice to live with a "might have been," but it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the one that got away is the one who's already married. In which case it's the same thing. You just have to accept and know that your memories of that person will probably bring a nice little smile to your lips in the future when you're old and gray and reminiscing. But if neither of that is the case, then it's different. What do you do if it's not yet too late? Simple … find him, find her. Because the very existence of a "the one that got away" means that you'll always wonder, what if you got this one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask him out to coffee, ask her out to a movie, it doesn't matter if you've dropped in from out of nowhere. You'd be surprised, you just might be "the one that got away" as well for the person who is your "the one that got away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might drop in from out of nowhere and it won't make a difference. If the timing is finally right, it'll all just fall into place somehow and you know, I'm thinking, it would be a great feeling, in the end, to be able to say to someone, "Hey you, you're the one that almost got away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-113134247078313340?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/113134247078313340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=113134247078313340' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/113134247078313340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/113134247078313340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-that-got-away.html' title='THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112161298425364012</id><published>2005-07-17T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T23:09:44.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Did You Know</title><content type='html'>INTRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember so well&lt;br /&gt;The day that you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;You asked for my name&lt;br /&gt;You had the most beautiful smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life started to change&lt;br /&gt;I'd wake up each day feeling alright&lt;br /&gt;With you right by my side&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel things will work out just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you know&lt;br /&gt;I needed someone like you in my life&lt;br /&gt;That there's an empty space in my heart&lt;br /&gt;You came at the right time in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;How you brought the sun to shine in my life &lt;br /&gt;And took all the worries and fears that I had&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm really trying to say&lt;br /&gt;It's not everyday that someone like you comes my way&lt;br /&gt;No words can express how much I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112161298425364012?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112161298425364012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112161298425364012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112161298425364012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112161298425364012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-did-you-know.html' title='How Did You Know'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112089689027423585</id><published>2005-07-09T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T16:14:50.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scavenger</title><content type='html'>"It's so funny how we set qualification for the right person to love, while at the back of our minds we know that the person we truly love will always be an exception"&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &lt;br /&gt;                                                             - Ally McBeal - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There would come a time when we have to stop loving someone not because that person started hating us but because we found out that they'd be happier if we let them go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You will know when you really love someone when you want him to be happy even if their happiness means you are not part of it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If someone comes into your life and becomes a part of you but for some reasons he couldn't stay, don't cry too much &amp; justbe glad that your paths crossed and somehow he made you happy even for a while"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112089689027423585?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112089689027423585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112089689027423585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112089689027423585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112089689027423585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/scavenger.html' title='Scavenger'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029438336965133</id><published>2005-07-02T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:53:03.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking up the pieces</title><content type='html'>Wow, it is already 7th of the year. I just realized that it is getting so fast to end this year. A lot of things already happened in my life that I would consider not just a normal event. Right now I could say that I am starting to know what life really is. This would also be one of the lowest point of my life. I am not taking it as a cynical point of view. It is just the reality we need to accept and facing it is what I am doing right now. But I am starting to pick up the pieces now. This is helping me to become stronger and wiser. My perspective are changing now and I could say that I am a becoming a better man now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... only for that one thing that also changed my life. Sometimes it still gets into you. It drags you back to that old self and that old feeling. I guess that is just a part of it. This will fade soon, I know. It doesn’t matter now since it is my past. Things from the past should not be forgotten but should serve as a reminder for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….. also I am praying for that one thing I really want right now. I just hope I would get it. I would know that in few weeks time. If only I could get that, it would help me changed my life faster. I just hope I would get it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029438336965133?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029438336965133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029438336965133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029438336965133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029438336965133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/picking-up-pieces.html' title='Picking up the pieces'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029424861807490</id><published>2005-07-02T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:50:48.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now In Alabang</title><content type='html'>This week we are already in Alabang that means I already moved out of our house and now in our flat in Alabang. This week is a bit hassle since I am really adjusting with work, living alone and with our place. I dunno if i could stand this. Im giving this a few months and let us see what will happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029424861807490?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029424861807490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029424861807490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029424861807490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029424861807490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/now-in-alabang.html' title='Now In Alabang'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029413397746058</id><published>2005-07-02T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:48:53.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Notebook</title><content type='html'>im actually scavenging for good quotes and messages on different sites and this is the lastest one i found. this came from one of the best romantic movies i have watched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 'The Notebook'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we've lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we've found each other. And maybe each time, we've been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this good-bye is both a good-bye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you, I see your beauty and grace and know they have grown stronger with every life you have lived. And I know I have spent every life before this one searching for you. Not someone like you, but YOU, for your soul and mine must always come together. And then, for a reason neither of us understands, we've been forced to say goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to tell you that everything will work out for us, and I promise to do all I can to make sure it does. But if we never meet again and this is truly goodbye, I know that we will see each other again in another life. We will find each other again, and maybe the stars will have changed, and we will not only love each other in that time, but for all the times we've had before...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029413397746058?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029413397746058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029413397746058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029413397746058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029413397746058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/notebook.html' title='The Notebook'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029410071382313</id><published>2005-07-02T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:48:20.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouotes from Sex and the City</title><content type='html'>1. If a man wants you, nothing can keep him &lt;br /&gt;away. &lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stop making excuses for a man and his &lt;br /&gt;behavior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you have ANY doubt in your mind about a &lt;br /&gt;man's character, leave him alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from &lt;br /&gt;heartache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship &lt;br /&gt;that's not meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't force an attraction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Slower is better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Never live your life for a man before you find &lt;br /&gt;what makes you truly happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If a relationship ends because the man was not &lt;br /&gt;treating you as you deserve then heck no you &lt;br /&gt;can't "be friends." A friend wouldn't mistreat a &lt;br /&gt;friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have faith in God regarding your relationship, &lt;br /&gt;but don't let faith make you stupid. God does &lt;br /&gt;things decent and in order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Don't settle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then &lt;br /&gt;he probably is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If he keeps changing his mind about the &lt;br /&gt;relationship--take that as a BIG sign that he is &lt;br /&gt;unstable. Do you really want to be with a man like &lt;br /&gt;that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Don't stay because you think "it will get &lt;br /&gt;better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for &lt;br /&gt;staying when things are not better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Honorable men take care of their business &lt;br /&gt;and aren't involved in a &lt;br /&gt;whole lot of mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The only person you can control in a &lt;br /&gt;relationship is you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. There's only one 'reason' a man dumps you; &lt;br /&gt;he doesn't want you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a &lt;br /&gt;bunch of different women. He didn't marry them &lt;br /&gt;when he got them pregnant, why would he treat &lt;br /&gt;yo u any differently? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You really do have to kiss a few frogs before &lt;br /&gt;finding the prince. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Always put yourself and your happiness first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Always have your own set of friends separate &lt;br /&gt;from his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If &lt;br /&gt;something bothers you, speak up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If he doesn't call, he just isn't that interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Be honest and upfront. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Know when to cut the cord, don't be strung &lt;br /&gt;along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Don't fall for the "I'm confused role". Remove &lt;br /&gt;yourself from the situation to let him figure things &lt;br /&gt;out (but don't wait for him, move on). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. If you want to have a clue as to how he will &lt;br /&gt;treat you, watch how he treats the WOMEN in his &lt;br /&gt;family (not just mom). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. There's more than physical abuse, there's &lt;br /&gt;emotional and mental abuse. If he causes any of &lt;br /&gt;them...flee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. You cannot change a man's behaviors. &lt;br /&gt;Change comes from within. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Don't let him place rules on you that he is not &lt;br /&gt;willing to follow himself -- double-standard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Don't EVER make him feel he is more &lt;br /&gt;important than you are...even if he has more &lt;br /&gt;education or in a better job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a &lt;br /&gt;man, nothing more nothing less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Demand respect and if he can't give it, he &lt;br /&gt;can't have you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Don't compete with other woman, but be &lt;br /&gt;aware that men are attracted to what they see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. If you think he is cheating, he probably is. &lt;br /&gt;Confront him right away and if you feel he's lying, &lt;br /&gt;let him go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Actions speak louder than words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Never let a man define who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Never rely on a man for compliments, look to &lt;br /&gt;yourself for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Never borrow someone else's man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Just because he says he loves you, doesn't &lt;br /&gt;mean that he won't hurt you and it doesn't mean &lt;br /&gt;that you are meant to be wi th him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. To use painful hard-won wisdom -- 'get it right' &lt;br /&gt;the next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Know that you deserve to be the number one &lt;br /&gt;person in the life of the #1 person in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Love is a verb ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Learn to give up your lifelong task of trying to &lt;br /&gt;make someone unavailable-available, someone &lt;br /&gt;ungiving-giving, and someone unloving-loving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029410071382313?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029410071382313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029410071382313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029410071382313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029410071382313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/ouotes-from-sex-and-city.html' title='Ouotes from Sex and the City'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029387974936175</id><published>2005-07-02T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:44:39.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On my birthday</title><content type='html'>First three people who greeted me right after 12 midnight ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Ate Ilyn (we were talking that time) 12am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. George Defiesta (barkada) 12:05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Rex Fontanoza (my best bud) 12:08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. L*** 12:54&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are still those people who greeted me before 12 midnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benz, Reg, Mark, Milette, Henry, Tito Joven and Tita Didi, Mickey (cuz)  Apple, Ivo, Eric and a lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Teth nag-pacute. She wants to be special kaya she greeted me with a cake on the day of my birthday. Thanks friend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Thanks Mark for the gift. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you also to those people who greeted me....including my mom of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many to mention ....... ECHO BATCH THANK YOU SA GREETINGS...pati sa picture na napaganda!!!! ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Tranche 7 of UK Lost and Stolen and the KKK girls of Tranche 19 US Care (Jan, Angel and Joey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in my text inbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reg, Mark, Mickey, Kitte, George, Rex, L*,  Daddy, Nadj, Meg D., Joey, Ate Irene, Ana, Chuck, Maricar, Paeng, Teng,  Peter, Fifi, Chu, Mikka, Jan, Jovie, Amie, Chris Uy and Dennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Person who called kasi tamad magtext... Vince (of course kasama na si Park..as given) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I was with ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitte, Meg E., Mikka, Pau, Ron, Rex (thanks bestfriend!!), and Nadj (Ms. Sarah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for making my day !!! :):):) La lang...la lang ako magawa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029387974936175?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029387974936175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029387974936175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029387974936175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029387974936175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-my-birthday.html' title='On my birthday'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029385739090214</id><published>2005-07-02T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:44:17.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUst Got This From Somebody's Profile</title><content type='html'>I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic. Those that are old and familiar. Those that bring up lots of questions. Those that bring you somewhere unexpected. Those that bring you far from where you started. And those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all, is the one that you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the YOU you love, well, that's just FABULOUS!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         - Carrie Bradshaw (Sex And the City)-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029385739090214?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029385739090214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029385739090214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029385739090214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029385739090214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-got-this-from-somebodys-profile.html' title='JUst Got This From Somebody&apos;s Profile'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029383499276634</id><published>2005-07-02T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:43:54.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.....</title><content type='html'>It is impossible to grasp just how poweful LOVE is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could sustain us through trying times or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motivates us to make extraordinary sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It could force a decent man to commit the darkest deeds or compel ordinary women &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to search for hidden truths. And long after were gone, love remains burried into our &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories. We all search for love but some of us, after we found it ..... wish we &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                          -- DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES --&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029383499276634?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029383499276634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029383499276634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029383499276634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029383499276634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/love.html' title='Love.....'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029380549963679</id><published>2005-07-02T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:43:25.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer for Wishes from St. Theresa</title><content type='html'>May today there be peace within. &lt;br /&gt;May you trust your highest power &lt;br /&gt;that you are exactly where you are meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith. &lt;br /&gt;May you use those gifts that you have received, &lt;br /&gt;and pass on the love that has been given to you. &lt;br /&gt;May you be content knowing you are a child of God. &lt;br /&gt;Let this presence settle into our bones, &lt;br /&gt;and allow your soul the freedom &lt;br /&gt;to sing, dance, and to bask in the sun. &lt;br /&gt;It is there for each and every one of you. &lt;br /&gt;St. Theresa, pray for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029380549963679?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029380549963679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029380549963679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029380549963679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029380549963679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/prayer-for-wishes-from-st-theresa.html' title='Prayer for Wishes from St. Theresa'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029376025838976</id><published>2005-07-02T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:42:40.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiyeee ....</title><content type='html'>am having so much fun with work\training and with my tranchemates in UK program. I am also having fun with our trainer. He is so gay and he is so funny too. I love being around with  funny people. They make me smile and laugh. They make me realize how wonderful life is ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029376025838976?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029376025838976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029376025838976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029376025838976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029376025838976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/hiyeee.html' title='Hiyeee ....'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029368552547000</id><published>2005-07-02T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:41:25.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened today?</title><content type='html'>well... not much of an event. just been busy searching for a new place to stay in alabang. in two weeks, our company is moving down to south and since i live in rizal that means i need to move out too to south. mmmmmm...not much of a problem but im a bit nervous and excited at the same time. i need to look for a place to stay in coz i cant afford to drive from rizal to alabang everyday. it will eat too much of my time. im nervous since this will be my first time to live alone. im not used to in fixing my bed, cooking for my food as well as washing my clothes. mmmm...im gonna miss my mom but of course ill be going home every weekends. my plan is every friday ill go home and spend that day with my family, then saturday will be my gimmick day. Sunday will be reserved for my gym session in greenhills (my fave branch) every 2pm. and of course attending mass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, im also excited since ill be living in a new place with new sets of people. i think its gonna be fun....i hope. This will be a nice time for me to recover and bring back my old life and my old self. This new place will be a good way to start it. :) Have a good day! Let's all be happy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029368552547000?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029368552547000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029368552547000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029368552547000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029368552547000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-happened-today.html' title='What happened today?'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029363312640677</id><published>2005-07-02T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:40:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>just one of my realiziations for the day....ill be all good now...ill be happier .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im going to move on and you are going to spend the rest of your life knowing that you turned your back on love and that makes you a hypocrite ...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             --- cruel intentions ----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ thanks Mark~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029363312640677?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029363312640677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029363312640677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029363312640677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029363312640677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029351648445037</id><published>2005-07-02T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:38:36.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i Robot</title><content type='html'>Tiananmen ... beach ...”Through the fire” ....fort....fitness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Shut up!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I am a robot ….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… so you can just tell me to stop and I will stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… so you can just ask me to get lost and I will walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… so you can just tell me to stop thinking about you and I will just shutdown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;… so you can tell me to stop texting you and you can just cut off my hands &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not. I just can’t stop. I just can’t stop thinking about you. I just can’t walk away. I just can’t stop loving you. I just can’t. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you are a robot …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          … so I could tell you not to leave me and just stay beside me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          … so I could ask you not to stop loving me and just take care of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          … so you wouldn’t be mad at me and we can just forget about all that happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….. but sadly you are not …..I can’t make you love me again….well at least for now….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;….. so now I just miss you so much and this is driving me nuts!! I just can’t stop the pain. I can’t stop hating myself for messing things up. I just can’t stop loving you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029351648445037?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029351648445037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029351648445037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029351648445037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029351648445037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-robot.html' title='i Robot'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029345100907976</id><published>2005-07-02T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:37:31.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Relationship</title><content type='html'>I still believe in relationships but what really makes it last. For me, there is no perfect relationship. From the point you see your partner; you can’t say that you will have a perfect relationship with that person. There could be magic but no one can really say if your relationship will work. Of course, magic will add something.  So what really makes it last? For me that would depend on both of you. Your partner may not be the ideal person you are looking for. As long as your partner is willing to work it out with you, at least that person is a good candidate. If you shared things together, do things together, go out with your friends together; this still will not guarantee that your partner is the perfect match. If you have done a lot of first things with your partner, it’s a not a guarantee that your partner is the perfect match. If your partner has introduced you to his/her family and friends, it does not mean your partner is the perfect match. Indeed, the action is truly sincere but it does not guarantee that your partner will be the perfect match for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learned so far is that material things are not important in a relationship. Treasured memories are also not a sign that your partner is the perfect match. It just adds to what we consider moments of our lives. As long as the person is willing to do anything and everything to work it out then your partner would be a good candidate. There shouldn’t be any reason why to bail out in a relationship if problems occur. Whether it’s a small or big problem, simple or complicated, or personal, this shouldn’t be a reason why a person will bail out of a relationship. If your partner does, that only means that your partner is not really into you. Your partner may not be the one. Your partner is not ready to walk an extra mile for you. As what they say in Sex in the City, if your partner truly loves you, he/she should not walk away and leave you. If he/she does, it only means he/she doesn’t love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just need to accept the fact that even if we truly love a person, if the person is not wiling to work it out with you then that person is not for you. You can’t force a person to love you. It is hard but you can do it. Remember, you have lived your life before you met that person. Now that he/she is gone again, I am sure you can still live your life without him/her. Don’t regret what you have experienced. It adds up to your character. Just move on. Learn from your experience and look for the person who loves you the same way as you do. Look for a person who is willing to work it out with you. It does not need to be a truly, deeply, and mad affection. As long as you love each other and both of you are wiling to work it out then that will make up a good relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I may be wrong. I HOPE I AM WRONG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029345100907976?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029345100907976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029345100907976' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029345100907976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029345100907976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/perfect-relationship.html' title='Perfect Relationship'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-112029331513967017</id><published>2005-07-02T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T16:35:15.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got this somewhere.....</title><content type='html'>It was an emotional week. Lately, I was so preoccupied of things I can’t explain. Not really of extraordinary things, but things that bothers me and confuses me and things I can’t sort. I hope I could start again or maybe go back to correct what I have done wrong. I really hope I could go back and fix it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lose a part of me … &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard for me to explain things and defend myself to fix things but what I know is at the bottom of my heart and at the top of my brain … (that person knows it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard, loving a person that doesn’t love you anymore. It’s so painful. It feels like your emotions are shattered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to move on especially when you know that you have done something that ruined everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don’t know what to say anymore to change things. Yes I can’t accept things now but I know I’ll move on. However, right now I really what YOU to come back and the least I can do is hope. I hate myself for loving you this much and it hurts more knowing YOU don’t love me anymore. Damn, this sounds pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I cry? Yes I cry even if I don’t want to. ….I just hate the part of me that is sentimental. What can I do? I am just a human being. I have emotions. I know how to love and care. And when I do, I give it all. Is it bad? I don’t know. For me, yes or I may be wrong too but right now what I know is I feel the pain. It is the pain from loving YOU sincerely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I screwed up… and that makes me feel worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so hard to change your decision. That also hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know is I am just a boy who loves. And right now I still love you and this makes me cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I said I hate you, but I can’t. I hate myself more because I love you this much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish things are more simple. I hope we could just live a simple life with the one we love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be hurting too….or maybe you could have already totally forgotten me…I don’t know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be happy. If you still love me, I want to work it out with you. Why you? I can’t explain it too. I just want to be with you. I love you the way you are. The way you talk, the way you smile and even the way you commit mistakes. I just love the whole you and being with you is one of the happiest moment I have. However, I can’t force you to love me again (if you have really fallen out of love). Again, the least I can do is hope until we have totally forgotten each other or until you will come back to me. Right now,  I am still hoping and praying things will work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-112029331513967017?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/112029331513967017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=112029331513967017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029331513967017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/112029331513967017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-got-this-somewhere.html' title='I got this somewhere.....'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-111055276210326517</id><published>2005-03-11T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T22:52:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jigsaw Puzzle</title><content type='html'>Some things that you need to know in life, you can learn it from a Jigsaw Puzzle... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't force a fit. If something is meant to be, it will come together naturally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things aren't going so well, take a break. Everything will look different when you return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to look at the big picture. Getting hung up on the little pieces only leads to frustration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perseverance pays off. Every important puzzle went together bit by bit, piece by piece. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one spot stops working, move to another. But be sure to come back later (see above). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The creator of the puzzle gave you the picture as a guidebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Variety is the spice of life. It's the different colors and patterns that make the puzzle interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Establish the border first. Boundaries give a sense of security and order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to try different combinations. Some matches are surprising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take time to celebrate your successes (even little ones). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything worth doing takes time and effort. A great puzzle can't be rushed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-111055276210326517?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/111055276210326517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=111055276210326517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/111055276210326517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/111055276210326517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/03/jigsaw-puzzle.html' title='Jigsaw Puzzle'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-111029052992872144</id><published>2005-03-08T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T22:02:09.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is true basing it from my experience =)=)=)</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, in our relentless efforts to find the person we love we fail to recognize and appreciate the people who love us. We miss out on so many beautiful things and simply because we allow ourselves to be enslaved by our own selfish concerns. Go for the man of deeds and not for the man of words for you will find rewarding happiness not with the man you love but the man who loves you more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best lovers are those capable of loving from a distance far enough to allow the person to grow, but never too far to feel the love deep within your being. TO LET GO OF SOMEONE DOESN'T MEAN YOU HAVE TO STOP LOVING, IT ONLY &lt;br /&gt;MEANS THAT YOU ALLOW THAT PERSON TO FIND HIS OWN HAPPINESS WITHOUT EXPECTING HIM TO COME BACK. Letting go is not just setting the other person free, but it is also setting yourself free from all bitterness, hatred and anger that keep in your heart. Do not let the bitterness scare away your strength and weaken your faith and never allow pain to dishearten you, but rather let yourself grow with wisdom in bearing it. You may find peace in just loving someone from a distance not expecting anything in return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be careful for this can sustain life but can never give enough room for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful memories of the past but real peace and happiness come only with open acceptance of what reality is today. There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon someone so nice and beautiful and we just find ourselves getting so intensely attracted to that person. This feeling soon become a part of our everyday lives and eventually consumes our thoughts and actions. The sad part of it is when we begin to realize that this person feels nothing more for us than just a friendship. We start our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer but in the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up being sorry for ourselves. You don't have to forget someone you love. What you need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality without being bitter or sorry for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, you would be better off giving that dedication and love to someone more deserving. Don't let your heart run your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for itself. Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as well. Always remember that if you lose someone today, it &lt;br /&gt;means that someone better is coming tomorrow: If you lose love that doesn't mean that you failed in love. Cry if you have to, but make it sure that the tears wash away the hurt and the bitterness that the past has left with you. Let go of yesterday and love will find its way back to you. And when it does, pray that it may be the love that will stay and last a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though EVERYTHING IS A MIRACLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-111029052992872144?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/111029052992872144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=111029052992872144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/111029052992872144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/111029052992872144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-true-basing-it-from-my.html' title='This is true basing it from my experience =)=)=)'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-110916647439783069</id><published>2005-02-23T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T21:47:54.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouotes from Sex and the City</title><content type='html'>1. If a man wants you, nothing can keep him &lt;br /&gt;away. &lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stop making excuses for a man and his &lt;br /&gt;behavior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you have ANY doubt in your mind about a &lt;br /&gt;man's character, leave him alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from &lt;br /&gt;heartache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship &lt;br /&gt;that's not meant to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don't force an attraction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Slower is better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Never live your life for a man before you find &lt;br /&gt;what makes you truly happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If a relationship ends because the man was not &lt;br /&gt;treating you as you deserve then heck no you &lt;br /&gt;can't "be friends." A friend wouldn't mistreat a &lt;br /&gt;friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have faith in God regarding your relationship, &lt;br /&gt;but don't let faith make you stupid. God does &lt;br /&gt;things decent and in order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Don't settle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then &lt;br /&gt;he probably is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If he keeps changing his mind about the &lt;br /&gt;relationship--take that as a BIG sign that he is &lt;br /&gt;unstable. Do you really want to be with a man like &lt;br /&gt;that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Don't stay because you think "it will get &lt;br /&gt;better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for &lt;br /&gt;staying when things are not better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Honorable men take care of their business &lt;br /&gt;and aren't involved in a &lt;br /&gt;whole lot of mess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. The only person you can control in a &lt;br /&gt;relationship is you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. There's only one 'reason' a man dumps you; &lt;br /&gt;he doesn't want you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a &lt;br /&gt;bunch of different women. He didn't marry them &lt;br /&gt;when he got them pregnant, why would he treat &lt;br /&gt;yo u any differently? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. You really do have to kiss a few frogs before &lt;br /&gt;finding the prince. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Always put yourself and your happiness first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Always have your own set of friends separate &lt;br /&gt;from his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If &lt;br /&gt;something bothers you, speak up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. If he doesn't call, he just isn't that interested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Be honest and upfront. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Know when to cut the cord, don't be strung &lt;br /&gt;along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Don't fall for the "I'm confused role". Remove &lt;br /&gt;yourself from the situation to let him figure things &lt;br /&gt;out (but don't wait for him, move on). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. If you want to have a clue as to how he will &lt;br /&gt;treat you, watch how he treats the WOMEN in his &lt;br /&gt;family (not just mom). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. There's more than physical abuse, there's &lt;br /&gt;emotional and mental abuse. If he causes any of &lt;br /&gt;them...flee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. You cannot change a man's behaviors. &lt;br /&gt;Change comes from within. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Don't let him place rules on you that he is not &lt;br /&gt;willing to follow himself -- double-standard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Don't EVER make him feel he is more &lt;br /&gt;important than you are...even if he has more &lt;br /&gt;education or in a better job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a &lt;br /&gt;man, nothing more nothing less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Demand respect and if he can't give it, he &lt;br /&gt;can't have you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Don't compete with other woman, but be &lt;br /&gt;aware that men are attracted to what they see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. If you think he is cheating, he probably is. &lt;br /&gt;Confront him right away and if you feel he's lying, &lt;br /&gt;let him go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Actions speak louder than words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Never let a man define who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Never rely on a man for compliments, look to &lt;br /&gt;yourself for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Never borrow someone else's man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Just because he says he loves you, doesn't &lt;br /&gt;mean that he won't hurt you and it doesn't mean &lt;br /&gt;that you are meant to be wi th him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. To use painful hard-won wisdom -- 'get it right' &lt;br /&gt;the next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Know that you deserve to be the number one &lt;br /&gt;person in the life of the #1 person in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Love is a verb ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Learn to give up your lifelong task of trying to &lt;br /&gt;make someone unavailable-available, someone &lt;br /&gt;ungiving-giving, and someone unloving-loving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-110916647439783069?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/110916647439783069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=110916647439783069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110916647439783069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110916647439783069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/02/ouotes-from-sex-and-city.html' title='Ouotes from Sex and the City'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-110754236385067742</id><published>2005-02-05T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T02:55:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Am?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/zodiacpersonality/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizme.stvlive.com/zodiacpersonality/results/virgo.gif" width="300" height="200" border="0" alt="Discover your Zodiac Personality" vspace="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="8" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#CCCCCC" width="300"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER" width="30"&gt;&lt;table border="0" bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#0033FF" width="15" height="15"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER" width="30"&gt;&lt;table border="0" bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#0066FF" width="15" height="15"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER" width="30"&gt;&lt;table border="0" bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#0099FF" width="15" height="15"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER" width="30"&gt;&lt;table border="0" bgcolor="#000000" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" bgcolor="#00CCFF" width="15" height="15"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="CENTER" align="CENTER"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:130%;color:#0066FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLUE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;You give your love and friendship unconditionaly. You enjoy long, thoughtful conversations rich in philosophy and spirituality. You are very loyal and intuitive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizme.stvlive.com/color/quiz.php" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none; &lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;color:#0066FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061401756_topdreams2.jpg" border="0" alt="Morpheus" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Of%20The%20Greek%20Gods%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-110754236385067742?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/110754236385067742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=110754236385067742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110754236385067742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110754236385067742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/02/who-i-am_05.html' title='Who I Am?'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-110754206143806434</id><published>2005-02-05T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T02:34:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Soul Are You? </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You Are a Visionary Soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a curious person, always in a state of awareness.Connected to all things spiritual, you are very connect to your soul.You are wise and bright: able to reason and be reasonable.Occasionally, you get quite depressed and have dark feelings.You have great vision and can be very insightful.In fact, you are often profound in a way that surprises yourself.Visionary souls like you can be the best type of friend.You are intuitive, understanding, sympathetic, and a good healer.Souls you are most compatible with: &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/oldsoul.html"&gt;Old Soul&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/peacemakersoul.html"&gt;Peacemaker Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-110754206143806434?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/110754206143806434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=110754206143806434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110754206143806434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110754206143806434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-kind-of-soul-are-you.html' title='What Kind of Soul Are You? '/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-110753976695088888</id><published>2005-02-05T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T01:56:06.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know My IQ by Tickle</title><content type='html'>Ivo, your Super IQ score is 109&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/tests/superiq/payment.jsp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your overall intelligence quotient is the result of a scientifically-tested formula based on how many questions you answered correctly. But it's only part of what we learned about you from your answers on the test. We also determined the way you process information.The way you think about things makes you an Intuitive Interpreter. This means you are a highly conceptual thinker. Rather than focusing on facts and figures, you look at the big picture. You are less inclined to need to walk through something step by step to understand the logic behind it. This also lets you make connections between something you learned three weeks ago and something you are learning today. While other people need those types of connections pointed out for them, you just naturally make them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-110753976695088888?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/110753976695088888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=110753976695088888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110753976695088888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110753976695088888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/02/know-my-iq-by-tickle.html' title='Know My IQ by Tickle'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-110592664478299922</id><published>2005-01-17T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T09:52:13.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This Another Omen ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;CLOSING CYCLES &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Paolo Coelho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One always has to know when a stage comes to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we insist on staying longer than the necessary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;other stages we have to go through. Closing cycles,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shutting doors, ending chapters - whatever name we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give it, what matters is to leave in the past the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;moments of life that have finished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to an end? Did you leave your parents' house? Gone to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of a sudden? You can spend a long time wondering why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this has happened. You can tell yourself you won't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take another step until you find out why certain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things that were so important and so solid in your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life have turned into dust, just like that. But such&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;friends, your children, your sister, everyone will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be finishing chapters, turning over new leaves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;getting on with life, and they will all feel bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seeing you at a standstill. None of us can be in the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;present and the past at the same time, not even when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we try to understand the things that happen to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What has passed will not return: we cannot for ever be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;children, late adolescents, sons that feel guilt or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rancor towards our parents, lovers who day and night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;relive an affair with someone who has gone away and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has not the least intention of coming back. Things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;away.That is why it is so important (however painful it maybe) to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at home. Everything in this visible world is a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on in our hearts and getting rid of certain memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also means making some room for other memories to take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;their place. Let things go. Release them. Detach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yourself from them. Nobody plays this life with marked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. Do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not expect anything in return, do not expect your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;discovered, your love to be understood. Stop turning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on your emotional television to watch the same program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over and over again, the one that shows how much you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you, nothing else.Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;relationships that are broken off, work that is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;promised but there is no starting date, decisions that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are always put off waiting for the "ideal moment."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finished: tell yourself that what has passed will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;never come back. Remember that there was a time when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you could live without that thing or that person -nothing is irreplaceable, a habit is not a need. Thismay sound so obvious, it may even be difficult, but itis very important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-110592664478299922?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/110592664478299922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=110592664478299922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110592664478299922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110592664478299922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/01/is-this-another-omen.html' title='Is This Another Omen ???'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-110584436707780373</id><published>2005-01-16T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T11:11:39.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This What Makes Me Strong As Of The Moment .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let it go for 2005.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By T. D. Jakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There are people who can walk away from you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And hear me when I tell you this! When people can walk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;away from you: let them walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want you to try to talk another person into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;staying with you, loving you, calling you, caring about you, coming to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see you, staying attached to you. I mean hang up the phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When people can walk away from you let them walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your destiny is never tied to anybody that left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bible said that, they came out from us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that it might be made manifest that they were not for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;us. For had they been of us, no doubt they would have&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;continued with us. [1 John 2:19]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People leave you because they are not joined to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if they are not joined to you, you can't make them stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let them go.&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't mean that they are a bad person it just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;means that their part in the story is over. And you've got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to know when people's part in your story is over so that you don't keep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trying to raise the dead.You've got to know when it's dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've got to know when it's over. Let me tell you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something. I've got the gift of good-bye. It's the tenth spiritual gift, I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe in good-bye. It's not that I'm hateful, it's that I'm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;faithful, and I know whatever God means for me to have He'll give it to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if it takes too much sweat I don't need it. Stop begging people to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let them go!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are holding on to something that doesn't belongto you and was never intended for your life, then you need to......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are holding on to past hurts and pains ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If someone can't treat you right, love you back, andsee your worth.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If someone has angered you .......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are holding on to some thoughts of evil and revenge......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are involved in a wrong relationship or addiction......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are holding on to a job that no longer meets your needs or talents ......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you have a bad attitude.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you keep judging others to make yourself feel better......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're stuck in the past and God is trying to take&lt;br /&gt;you to a new level in Him......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you are struggling with the healing of a brokenrelationship.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you keep trying to help someone who won't even tryto help themselves......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're feeling depressed and stressed .........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If there is a particular situation that you are soused to handling yourself&lt;br /&gt;and God is saying "take your hands off of it,"&lt;br /&gt;then you need to......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let the past be the past. Forget the former things.GOD is doing a new thing for 2005!!!&lt;br /&gt;LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;Get Right or Get Left.. think about it, and then ....LET IT GO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to fall in love madly .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope both of us will be ok the next time we meet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-110584436707780373?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/110584436707780373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=110584436707780373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110584436707780373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110584436707780373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/01/this-what-makes-me-strong-as-of-moment.html' title='This What Makes Me Strong As Of The Moment .....'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-110584340126755293</id><published>2005-01-16T10:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T10:43:21.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About Myself</title><content type='html'>I want the whole world or atleast those people who know me to remember me. Workaholic? Dunno...maybe I just have goals. What else...Im confusing, moody, hopeless romantic, and snobbish ..... that's what they say ... not really!!...try to know me better! I dont mind other people's business as long as you dont mingle with mine! In other words, M.Y.O.F.B!I believe I am naturally bright, intellectual and talented. A keen observer. I love watching people. I am also a deep thinker who loves to ask questions and ponder the meaning of things. I HATE BEING RUSHED and I DO NOT LIKE TO BE HASSLED. Usually I like a lot of free time for myself (that's why sometimes I consider myself selfish). I can brighten one's day. I am sensitive to the feelings of people around me though sometimes I ignore it. I love to laugh. I love to sing."Some people live for the fortune; Some people live just for the fame; Some people live for the power; Some people live just to play the game".....as for me I still don't know yetI am not really good at telling people who I really am. I guess partly that's because I'm a natural introvert. I just developed my social skills when i was in college and I guess also with the nature of my job (Training -----&gt; get to meet a lot of people). Usually the best way to know me is get to know my friends and they will tell you who I really am. Take time to read my testimonials. Personality test works for me too. Believe it or not, even Horoscopes is applicable to me. FICKLE MINDED. I don't know if it is with the level of my maturity or this is who I really am but trust me I am already working on this. I have a lot of interest that is why I have a lot of things in my mind. Right now I'm into computers but I also wanna try Advertising, Photography, Directing, Theater and a lot more. Ideas easily fly in my head. I have a tendency to get bored easily though I consider myself patient enough..isn't ironic? You may find me complicated but I am simple =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-110584340126755293?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/110584340126755293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=110584340126755293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110584340126755293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110584340126755293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/01/all-about-myself.html' title='All About Myself'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10182599.post-110584025059616296</id><published>2005-01-16T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T09:50:50.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first day in blog</title><content type='html'>While sitting in the restroom, just thought of creating an account here. I just want to write things I learn everyday and I guess an outlet to share my feelings. =) Im not good in writing and I dont have enough time to spend in composing blog about myself but Ill try my best to keep this updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10182599-110584025059616296?l=danielivo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/feeds/110584025059616296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10182599&amp;postID=110584025059616296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110584025059616296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10182599/posts/default/110584025059616296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielivo.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-first-day-in-blog.html' title='My first day in blog'/><author><name>Ivo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16503104871055428555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/ivo10/hsbc2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
