<?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-8413672854387385118</id><updated>2011-08-01T12:13:38.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fierce</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plandreamgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8413672854387385118/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plandreamgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03434814522511394975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Vo8mbNmTJM/SalA61HPWPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/VFDDhdWVQuE/S220/DSC07512Y.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413672854387385118.post-2664032265912666310</id><published>2009-02-28T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T05:46:52.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Amiel Alcantara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I walked home from school last Thursday. I was about to move from one area to my Village's street entrance when the Baranggay Tanod asked me to stop. From our Village gate's street, I saw a funeral car pass by. Then came a long line of cars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;That was the funeral car of Amiel Alcantara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I started crying when I found out. I didn't even know that he was from our Village.Actually, I was teary-eyed already when I heard the news from Cel. I was so shocked, especially since my brother is the same age as him. How can a little boy, who's just about to go home from school, be gone in just a flash?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I feel for both the Alcantara family and the Torres family to. What will happen to the Torres kids? Will they pull out from Ateneo because of this? Kawawa rin naman sila kahit papaano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm not yet even a mom and yet I'm already very disturbed about this already. I feel scared about the safety of my family, my brothers in particular.Just thinking about it gives me chills. I can't even imagine what his mom, or family, feels right now. Even his yaya, who's been his yaya since birth pala.It had to be his 13 year old kuya and driver (and other kind souls who helped) pa to lift him from the van. I'm sure that was very traumatizing. I didn't even have the heart to watch the video from the news anymore, the one where his driver (I think) was saying how he was holding Amiel while going to the hospital and how he was the one who heard his last word, his last breath.. his parents didn't even see him alive anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I just hope that before Amiel left that morning, his parents were able to give him hugs and kisses and let him feel how much they love him and how proud they are of him:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;My mum and I were talking about this earlier, and she told me she couldn't get her mind off what happened. Sabi niya, sana they forgive na lang raw Mrs. Torres, since di na rin naman maibabalik yung life ni Amiel, and kawawa naman yung mga anak kasi siyempre, wala namang may gusto nung nangyari. Depriving those kids of their mum won't bring back Amiel :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So guys, please, let us all continue to pray for the repose of his soul. Also, for both families involved in this tragedy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8413672854387385118-2664032265912666310?l=plandreamgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plandreamgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2664032265912666310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://plandreamgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-amiel-alcantara.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8413672854387385118/posts/default/2664032265912666310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8413672854387385118/posts/default/2664032265912666310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plandreamgirl.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-amiel-alcantara.html' title='For Amiel Alcantara'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03434814522511394975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Vo8mbNmTJM/SalA61HPWPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/VFDDhdWVQuE/S220/DSC07512Y.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8413672854387385118.post-3861705684923463278</id><published>2009-01-04T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T07:42:12.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fresh start is all I need.</title><content type='html'>First post. Woohoo. I don't know why, but I always get a kick out of starting a new blog. I promise though, this will be the blog that I will forever use. New Year, New Beginning, New Life. HAHA. So, let the games begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8413672854387385118-3861705684923463278?l=plandreamgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://plandreamgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3861705684923463278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://plandreamgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/fresh-start-is-all-i-need.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8413672854387385118/posts/default/3861705684923463278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8413672854387385118/posts/default/3861705684923463278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://plandreamgirl.blogspot.com/2009/01/fresh-start-is-all-i-need.html' title='A fresh start is all I need.'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03434814522511394975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4Vo8mbNmTJM/SalA61HPWPI/AAAAAAAAAAs/VFDDhdWVQuE/S220/DSC07512Y.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
