<?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-29332933</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:35:49.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven's Gatekeeper</title><subtitle type='html'>This Blog is dedicated to the MOST IMPORTANT PERSON in my LIFE.... without Her I would have never known LOVE as it is....this is our SCRAPBOOK....our story....I LOVE YOU SO MUCH RICHELLE!!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29332933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arkady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18184048612129899660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6642/3121/1600/29465091937189m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29332933.post-115031470698298881</id><published>2006-06-14T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T06:03:24.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The One that the Lord has Given to Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a story of my life with my hime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;part II&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE OPENING OF THE HEART &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by ARKADY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting close with my hime, I finally got the strength to ask her out for a visit to the park. We finally decide to meet at Glorietta. The unforgettable moment at that time was that she was pretty late that time (because of a traffic jam if i remember it correctly ). I saw her at the top of the stairs looking down on me!!!! I thought,wow an angel!!!!hehehe!!! joke!! We went to SM North that day and ate at KFC. At KFC, I got to know my hime better most specifically her beliefs and religion. We got a chance to go around the mall and at the amusement park, I kinda got a chance to ask her to sing in a videoke room and wow, what a voice she had!!! My hime has a very beautiful voice and at that time I was wishing that the song she was singing was dedicated to me!!! hehehe!! I was kinda daydreaming at that time!!! We went around the mall some more and got to spend a very unforgettable day that time. That was were it started to pick up between us, probably because of the continuous sending of text messages and because we got to spend a more time with each other. We started to become closer to one another, often times talking or walking with each other or even watching movies together (Must love Dogs and Brothers Grimm ). Last Oct. 9, we were talking about her deposit the following day. I told her that if she wanted, I would accompany her to the bank but she declined. The next day last Oct. 10,2005, around 10 my hime texted me asking me if I would like to accompany her to the bank since she would make a deposit Oct. 10. I immediately took a bath and went directly to Makati. Btw, I brought my hime a present from BLUE MAGIC, a FROG PRINCE, which I gave to her as a gift. (The thought of the gift was that I consider her a person that would change me from a frog into a prince,parang fairy tales ). After she got to withdraw her money, I ask her if she wants to stroll around first since it was just 3pm in the afternoon. We went to Glorietta and spend some time wandering about the place....before going home we dropped by French Baker to buy some bread and she ,being the thoughtful person she is, bought some for me to bring home.....(hehehe!!!!BTW,my mom likes her so much because of her thoughtfulness). ..I ask hime if I could possibly talk to her for a moment and we walk around until we got to the PARK....(the park infront of glorietta)...after a few minutes looking for a place(lots of people tend to stay there), i got to talk to her...she was even the one who open up the conversation....the truth is, I was terrified of that time because I was really really IN LOVE with her and I was hoping that it would not go BAD (because I got close to her, I already knew her like and dislike thats why I was kinda ashamed at that time)...she told me her point in a relationship, how much do I feel in love with her,when it started,and how she views relationship... I guess I expected it that it would happen thats why I was already wishing her that I would wait for her and that I'm not giving up on her.....I REALLY REALLY LOVE her that I even told her that I'm willing to wait for her and talk to Ms. Ruby about how I felt for her....she told me the possible consequences of her having a suitor but I assured her that I would stay beside her and if GOD permits us to be friends only I would accept it......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29332933-115031470698298881?l=no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com/feeds/115031470698298881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29332933&amp;postID=115031470698298881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29332933/posts/default/115031470698298881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29332933/posts/default/115031470698298881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-that-lord-has-given-to-me-story-of_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Arkady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18184048612129899660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6642/3121/1600/29465091937189m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29332933.post-114996669271026321</id><published>2006-06-10T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:58:38.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The One that the Lord has Given to Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a story of my life with my hime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by ARKADY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In each persons life,there comes a time when you find yourself in a position where you meet a person that in some small ways, makes a big splash in your life. That person changes your perception of thins in your life, gives new color and laughter, lifts you up whenever you are down, lends a shoulder when you feel hurt and most of all, shows you that all through the darkness around us, LOVE still is around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time that I met my Hime-heart, I was instantly intrigue and curious about her. I dont rather believe that an attraction existed in me instantly for her. I remember her mistaking me for a supervisor ( luckily she did because that is where it all started). I ask around for the name of my mysterious girl,from friends and from her batchmate. I even tried waiting for her to go home in a couple of instances just to have an opportunity to know her better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess one of the first peoples I got to thank for me getting close to her was Ms. Eds Macasa and a co- OPC agent of mine since she was under Ms. Eds during that time. I remember one time when she walk into the OPC area, I would approach Ms. Eds and say (Nay,pwedeng magpa ampon,para makasama ko sya and Ms. Eds would say "cno? c Richelle ba? ). hehehe!!! How my heart would Throb each time I see her. HEHEHE!!! I also got to see my hime's no# at their calendar, of course with a few tease from my co- OPC agent and Ichan. I was really taken at that time with my hime that whenever an opportunity would arise that I am able to accompany her, I would do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably it was God's miraculous hands that one day,events led into my Hime gaving her no# to me. At that time, when I first texted her, I got to a point where I was thinking a lot what to send to her. Each text grew in frequency from time to time (even reaching a point where we had to put a curfew). &lt;em&gt;To be continued...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29332933-114996669271026321?l=no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com/feeds/114996669271026321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29332933&amp;postID=114996669271026321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29332933/posts/default/114996669271026321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29332933/posts/default/114996669271026321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-that-lord-has-given-to-me-story-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Arkady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18184048612129899660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6642/3121/1600/29465091937189m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29332933.post-114958213755519684</id><published>2006-06-06T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T19:29:04.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple Question about Friends and Bestfriend</title><content type='html'>Friend: calls your parents by mr. and mrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: calls your parents dad &amp; mom or tito &amp;amp; tita. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Friend: has never seen you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: has always has the best shoulder to cry on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Friend: never asks for anything to eat or drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: opens the fridge &amp; makes herself at home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Friend: asks you to write down your number. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: they ask you for their number (cuz they can't remember it)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Friend: borrows your stuff for a few days then gives it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: has a closet full of your stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Friend: only knows a few things about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend:could write a biography on your life story&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Friend: will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friend: will always go with you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Friend: will ask where you've been (after going AWOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best Friend: will say MISS YOU &amp;amp; goes on being your friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So are you my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;BESTFRIEND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;or my &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;FRIEND&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29332933-114958213755519684?l=no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com/feeds/114958213755519684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29332933&amp;postID=114958213755519684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29332933/posts/default/114958213755519684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29332933/posts/default/114958213755519684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://no-ordinarylove.blogspot.com/2006/06/simple-question-about-friends-and.html' title='A simple Question about Friends and Bestfriend'/><author><name>Arkady</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18184048612129899660</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6642/3121/1600/29465091937189m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
